Fortune Teller Master

When Qingyin's mother first came back, she was uneasy, but when she opened the door, she found that the two men really felt refreshed when they were studying with their daughter. The smile on her face was more brilliant.

Lin Qingyin and Jiang Wei didn't think much about seeing Qingyin's mother coming back, or Wang Fatzi, the old fried dough stick, wanted to understand. Taking the opportunity of chatting, he vigorously held Jiang Wei: "This is the top candidate in our college entrance examination." I also opened the phone and found a news from that year to show Qingyin's mother: "Now it is a high-level student in the Department of Mathematics of Qingda University, and this year will be a graduate student."

If the mother of Qingyin was just enthusiastic about the two, then Jiang Wei’s eyes were almost shining: “The top student in the college entrance examination! It’s still from the Imperial College, oops!” I tapped my hand so excited that I couldn’t put it anywhere. Mom doesn’t know what to say: "Auntie, I will cook for you!"

Lin Qingyin, who has been sullenly nibbling at the watermelon, heard this sentence and immediately threw the watermelon skin in his hand and rushed over: "Mom and mom, you cook too much smoke and choking, don't do it."

Lin Qingyin feels that her mother has absolute blind spots and misunderstandings about her cooking skills. What kind of self-confidence can make her want to show her hands in front of outsiders!

"Is the smoke big?" Qingyin looked back at the kitchen. Lin's kitchen was on the north balcony, and there was only an old sliding door between the living room.Because the age is too long, the door can only be pulled halfway, and the cooking often smells in the house.

Think about the old-fashioned smoking machine whose home sound is particularly loud and does not have good smoke extraction effects. Then look at the books and workbooks on the table. Qingyin mother finally rested her mind: "The Qingyin is right, cooking Delay your study. Then, I invite you to eat." Quickly estimated the money in the bag, Qingyin mother smiled and said: "There is a restaurant outside our community that tastes good."

Wang Fatzi immediately stopped: "Don't stop! Sister, we are not outsiders, we are very familiar with Qingyin, you don't have to be so polite. Qingyin said that eating out at noon delays learning, so we have ordered takeaway." He Open the takeaway order and show it to Qingyin's mother: "It will be delivered in 20 minutes."

Qingyin mother originally took an hour's leave in advance at noon. Since there was nothing in the house and they ordered takeaway, Qingyin mother decided to go back to the unit and cancel the fake, avoiding the long delay. Ok please.

Watching the watermelon on the coffee table is almost done, the Qingyin mother cleans up so that they won’t come to clean it later: “I’m coming back to send you fruits, tell me what I want to eat next time, how can I make you make up for the Yinyin class? Bring fruit."

Jiang Wei touched her hair with a shy smile: "Auntie, you're welcome, you're not an outsider, Xiaoda... That voiceless voice has helped me, so don't see you."

Lin Qingyin nodded and agreed: "Yes, yes, a little busy."

Fatty Wang covered his eyes weakly, and quickly smiled to help the two men to make up: "Vinice is especially fond of helping others."

Voiceless mother: "..."

The more you say, the more I feel that this busyness is a bit unusual.

However, there are outsiders at home, and Qingyin's mother is also embarrassed to ask in detail. After a few words, she will carry the bag and go back to work: "Then you continue to study, I have to go back to work immediately." Please eat, thank you very much."

Wang Fatzi smiled and sent Qingyin's mother all the way to the door, and was relieved when he closed the door.

Turning back to the living room, seeing that Jiang Wei was ready to continue the class, Fatty Wang quickly squeezed between them and inserted a question: "Master, do your family know that you are going out for fortune telling?"

"I don't know!" Lin Qingyin said rightfully: "They never asked me."

Wang Fatzi looked at Lin Qingyin's black-and-white eyes and a natural expression, and felt very tired: "Did you ever think about what to do if your mother finds out that you are fortune telling?"

Fatty Wang said seriously, "I fortune-telling is a family heirloom. It's mainly because I didn't study well and didn't go to college, and after going out to work, the salary is pitiful. You think I'm a second-generation split, I have Six suites, my monthly rent is enough to feed a whole family, why do I work so hard to earn those two thousand dollars, why not go out and give someone a fortune-telling! After earning my heart, I am happy, not earning There are also people who are chatting and boring, which is better than staying at home. Master, but you are different from me!"

Lin Qingyin looked at him vigorously: "Where am I different? Just because I don't have six suites?"

Wang Fatzi was amused by Lin Qingyin's emphasis: "Have you?"

Lin Qingyin's anger suddenly collapsed: "I don't have..."

"This is not enough." Wang Fatzi said helplessly: "Actually, the focus is not on the house. I graduated to do nothing. The family thinks that if I go out to do something, it is better than being stupid at home, but you are different!" Fatty Wang ordered some books on the table: "Although I had a short time talking with your mother just now, it can be seen that she attaches great importance to your study. Although I didn't expect you to be the same as Jiang Wei, I also won the first place in the college entrance examination. But she definitely hopes you can take a good university."

"I know!" Lin Qingyin nodded depressively: "I wouldn't let Jiang Wei make up for me if I didn't go to the university entrance exam. In fact, I think it's good to go to New Oriental to learn cooking. I checked with my mobile phone, There are more things to teach there, Cantonese, Lu, Huaiyang..."

Wang Fatzi regretted answering yesterday the question of where chef Lin Qingyin graduated. He did not expect Lin Qingyin’s ambition to be so unique!What did you think of learning cooking in New Oriental?It might as well be the last Feng Shui department in Hong Kong, at least it is no problem to graduate.

Found that his focus was biased by Lin Qingyin, Wang Fatzi directly and briefly refined the key to her problem: "You go out fortune-telling, your mother must be worried that you will delay learning, and..." He scratched a little tangled Face, I don’t know if this question I want to ask is not a taboo against the little master.

Lin Qingyin saw him at a glance and understood what he wanted to say: "You mean my mother will ask who I learned this skill from?"

Wang Fatzi let out a sigh of relief and nodded: "After all, ancestral fortune telling like me is relatively rare."

Lin Qingyin glanced at him, and he was embarrassed to say how watery his level was, but Wang Fatzi said that he should think about it.In fact, Lin Qingyin didn't even think about it so much when she first went out to tell people. She only had the idea of ​​making money to buy spiritual jade cultivation, but she has dealt with people recently, and she knows to consider the ideas of her parents and family.

Fortune telling is a must. The wish to take care of the parents for the original master to complete the college entrance exam is important, but her practice cannot be given up.

Lin Qingyin thought for a moment and thought it would be fine if her mother really found out, and she was worried about how to give them money.The most critical issue now is the issue of inheritance...

Outsiders are concerned about her inaccuracy, but the family will ask where she learned from?

"If I said it was my talent, would you believe it?"

Fatty Wang looked at her endlessly: "What do you think?"

"But this is the fact." Lin Qingyin said very naturally: "For example, I let you show Jiang Wei, what can you see?" Suddenly, Lin Qingyin emphasized: "To be honest, don't pull it. Your foolish words."

Fatty Wang stared at Jiang Wei for a few moments: "It looks pretty handsome."

Jiang Weimei patted Wang Fatty on the shoulder, and the brothers looked good: "Fat brother, although I know you are good at it, I didn't expect your vision to be good."

Fatty Wang reached out and patted Jiang Wei's hand: "Listen to Master Xiao."

"I can see his luck in the forehead, and the bright red and yellow breath circling at the life palace. I can see his longevity. I can also see from the face of each person whether the person's parents are healthy, when to marry a wife, A few children..." Lin Qingyin said faintly: "I can see people's luck. Even if Jiang Wei sat so far that day, I could see that he was enveloped by anger, so I called him specially."

"I'm going! Have you opened your eyes?" Wang Fatzi leaned in and looked hard at Lin Qingyin's eyes: "Well, I seem to have found something special. The little master's eyes are particularly clear and watery. "

Lin Qingyin looked at him speechlessly: "You are at this level."

Wang Fatzi pretended to touch his head, and embarrassedly took a step back: "Master you continue to say."

"Besides, I have a natural sense of things like Gua Gua Feng Shui." Lin Qingyin said and took the book in Wang Fatzi's hand: "You have stumbled on this book for me, and I can remember it only after reading it once You can understand how to apply it to practice without teaching."

After listening to these words, Wang Fatzi suddenly seemed to be filled with a lemon essence, sour from the inside out: "Master, your talent is too good, don't give us ordinary people alive."

"I know this kind of taste that others easily get but they don't have." Lin Qingyin looked at him with a smile, and suddenly his voice turned cold and his face said to him: "So you have less to say about the six houses. "

Jiang Wei laughed at the table, and Fatty Wang raised his hand and surrendered, then smiled. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Master Master, what did you say just now?"

Lin Qingyin looked serious: "It's true, I'm lying to you and I don't have any money to make."

Fatty Wang sighed depressively, holding the book and retracting it on the sofa to start recitation.

Lin Qingyin saw that Wang Fatzi didn't doubt his words, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

In fact, she didn't tell lies, she practiced the immortal method, and she was also a man of the fortune-telling. It was the easiest thing to see human luck with the naked eye.What I said later is also true, there are many people who have talents for training, but few people with talents for mathematics at the same time, otherwise she will not be fancyed by the gods, she will directly become a core disciple as soon as she enters, and later The head is chosen as his heir.

In mathematics, no one dared to compare her talents.

What she concealed was nothing but her birth year.

Lin Qingyin’s eyes fell on the book Wang Wangzi held, and decided to make some “inheritance” himself: “Fatty, you’ll buy some pen, ink, paper and ink for me this afternoon. The paper shouldn’t be too white, it will take some years. That kind."

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Recently, the uncles and aunts of Civic Park have a hobby in addition to walking square dance every morning. That is to get together and talk about the little master.

Everyone has a herd mentality, especially for the elderly, or those health care brands will not just ignore these uncles and aunts.At first, it was a little difficult to find Wang Fatzi to make an appointment for fortune telling. For example, he was hesitant to make a crucial decision. There are so many things, and some even think that they can't keep up with the trend without counting them.

Those who come to fortune-telling will come to see the lively, and even if they look at this little master's fortune-telling, they will suddenly be more excited.Seeing so many people chasing the little master, those who have fortune-telling and fulfillment are also happy to share their experiences, especially Aunt Wang, who has calculated the happy event last time, can’t wait for the world to promote the little master, and take a bus to get behind The young man talked all the way, and the young man listened with a dumbfounded expression.

More and more people are looking for fortune tellers, but the master is depressed that she does not come every day. Fortunately, the little master said that there is something very urgent and he can tell Wang Hu that it can be calculated separately at other times.

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Lin Qingyin got up on time every morning at three o'clock in the morning to practice, and usually practiced until about eight o'clock, but if he went out to count the gossip, he could only practice until five o'clock.

This day is the day of the final calculation, Lin Qingyin took a few minutes to wash, and went out on time at 5:10.

Qingyin's mother has always said to Lin Qingyin that Jiang Wei has helped Jiang Wei a little bit of guilty, how big a little busy can make a college entrance examination champion come home every day to make up classes, one talk is one day.Qingyin's mother converted the next market price. If Zhenger pays eight times, the one-day tuition fee is enough for her one-month salary.

She was also curious about the fact that Lin Qingyin went out early in the morning from time to time. Before asking, Qingyin only said to go to the public park, but did not tell her why she went so early.

Listening to the soft closing of the door, Qingyin's mother sat up from bed for two days, quickly washed her teeth and changed her clothes. When she went out, she could no longer see Lin Qingyin.

Qingyin’s mother heard that Lin Qingyin went to the Civic Park, so she didn’t look elsewhere, and went straight to the park.At the end of August, the weather will be slightly cooler in the morning. Older people feel less, and they like to come and go in the park in the morning to get active.

Qingyin's mother was infected by these people as soon as she came in, some of them dancing squares, some doing exercises, and some walking and jogging.She looked at the people around her who were riveting and walking fast, and she couldn't help joining them. She wondered whether Lin Qingyin was at the corner of the park at this time. She might see you after walking around. Too.

Not long after leaving, Qingyin's mother found that more and more people joined the brisk walking team, and some people still walked and ran up, screaming and hurrying!Someone was anxious at this call, and the brisk team quickly turned into a trot, and it was particularly lively to chase after me.

This positive sports spirit is really good!No wonder these uncles and aunts look so tough!

Qingyin's mother was so excited that she walked fast, even thinking about walking after a short distance, so as not to get old and get into trouble.

"It's already here, hurry!" Suddenly I didn't know who shouted, and Qingyin's mother saw the hula near her suddenly surrounded by a huge ancient tree not far away. She just hesitated and slowed down. After two hits, I saw that all the people behind her had surpassed her, and ran towards the ancient tree with great efforts.

"Oh, it's too late today, and I don't know if I can squeeze to the front." The mother Qingyin heard an annoyed voice, and she turned to see an aunt who was running and depressed while nagging: "I forgot to look at my phone yesterday. , I don’t know that Little Master is here today, or I’ll be waiting here at four!”

Little master???

Qingyin's mother frowned in confusion. Why does this name sound so familiar?

Before waiting to understand, Qingyin's mother came to the bottom of the ancient tree along the crowd. At this time, the people who came first had already sat down next to them very well, leaving a passage for those who came to count.

The voiceless mother glanced up and suddenly froze!

A girl from her family actually sat under the tree, and a group of people happily greeted her and called her little master.

The voiceless mother suddenly remembered it with a slap, no wonder this name is so familiar, that is what Jiang Wei called Lin Qingyin that day.

Girl, why are you sitting here?You want to be a fairy!!!

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Although Qingyin’s mother was shocked and wanted to drag Lin Qingyin over to ask what was happening, she still refrained from seeing so many people sitting next to her. She looked around and found a place where many people were sitting. On the ground.

Although Qingyin’s mother did not have a high diploma or read a book to educate her children, she used the simplest understanding to get along with her children. She had to give face to the children outside and listen to everything the children thought, as long as the children did not want to say She will never force her to ask, so as not to embarrass the child.So although she was shocked by the scene in front of her, she still found a place to hide from the subconscious, so as not to embarrass her daughter.

Sitting on the grass and looking at her daughter surrounded by a group of people, Qingyin's mother felt a little bit big.She guessed that Lin Qingyin had a lot of possibilities to go out in the morning, and even thought that she might be working to earn pocket money, but she guessed that sending milk and newspapers, etc., did not expect Lin Qingyin to choose. Count this way!

"Will she really count?"

Qingyin's mother couldn't help but whispered, and the aunt who shook her fan next to him glanced at her less willingly: "Are you the first to come back here?"

The voiceless mother "ah", only to find that the person next to him was talking to herself.

"I was originally planning to come to the park for activities. Just now I saw a lot of people running here and followed. I didn't expect to come to see fortune-telling."

"No wonder you don't know the name of the little master. It turned out to be the first time." The aunt raised her head proudly. "I have come back twice."

Voiceless mother: "...???

What pride is this?Do you want to tell me that you are so busy

Lin Qingyin always felt that the person who came here fortune telling was not normal, but then again, who would find a half-old child fortune telling!

Mumbling in my heart, Qingyin's mother watched an old lady pull out a pile of money and handed it to her daughter-in-law: "Little Master, I want to count whether the child in my daughter-in-law's belly is a grandson? Don't hide your saying, my family But three generations of single pass."

Lin Qingyin looked up at her and threw back the pile of money, said coldly: "This kind of problem is not counted, the next one!"

The aunt was indignant, and when she was about to speak, she was turned back by the lively uncles and aunts: "The state has a ban on the identification of the sex of babies!"

"That's why it's still more patriarchal than what age, so it makes people laugh."

"Come and ask your daughter-in-law if you know this? You are not afraid that she will quarrel with you."

"..."

The aunt was sulking with money, and the pair of old couples numbered two were pulled up and walked up: "Master, we want to find people, don't know if we can count?"

Lin Qingyin's gaze stayed on the faces of the two for a few seconds, and said, "You hit two sons. From the face of it, the eldest son is weak, but the elder son is the one lost?"

"Yes, yes! My eldest son was lost when he was five years old. I couldn't find me for a year before I gave birth to my second son." The old lady nodded excitedly, turned and slapped the old man: "I Just say that the master is accurate."

The old man could not care about lifting up with the old lady at the same time, and he was nervous and frightened and asked, "Can I find it?"

Lin Qingyin: "Are there characters and photos?"

The old lady had prepared things early, and the written note included not only the characters of the lost son, but also the characters of their old couple and the younger son.Several photos were taken, in addition to the photos of the eldest son from one to five years old, as well as the current family portrait.

Wang Fatzi glanced at the probe and looked at the old lady with a smile: "You have prepared enough."

The old lady replied very seriously: "I have been preparing since the number one in your row since the day I played. Prepare more things, can the master see more clearly?"

Lin Qingyin looked at all the photos again, glanced at the whole family, and suddenly asked, "Did your young son go to the south these days?"

"Yes!" The old man stood up fiercely from Mazar: "I left the day before yesterday, went to Hong Kong, and will come back tomorrow."

Lin Qingyin nodded: "You call your younger son and tell him that someone who meets with you when you are on the mountain may wish to ask a few more words, maybe there will be unexpected joy."

The old couple looked at each other in surprise and hurriedly took out their mobile phones to call their son. The anxious fortune teller next to him didn't rush to see him, and they stared nervously at the old couple.

"Xiaohui? Did you go to any mountain today?" The old man asked nervously after waiting a few seconds, and then nodded to his wife in surprise: "He said it was in Hong Kong's Lantau Island. I went yesterday."

The old lady stomped her feet anxiously. She suspected that the old man's ink had grabbed the phone and said: "Xiaohui, I found a master today to count your brother's business. The master said, if you were on the mountain When you come to chat, ask more about the situation at home, maybe your brother is lost."

Li Hui at the other end of the phone shook his head helplessly while covering his forehead. He agreed to hang up the phone after two promises.

"This old couple is really true." Li Hui complained to the man opposite him: "I go out for fortune-telling as soon as I am at home, and let me see more people to ask, maybe I will meet my older brother who was lost, Isn’t that nonsense?"

The person on the opposite side said in Mandarin with a Hong Kong accent: "Our people also believe in this, and they like to calculate things big and small! Not to mention losing children is such a big thing, naturally you have to take more luck. Now."

"It's the same thing." Li Hui sighed with some melancholy: "It's just that my brother has lost it for thirty years. If people want to get acquainted, they will find it back. But I dare not tell my parents this , The old couple is obsessed with it! My family used to live in the family building of the workers in the factory area. My family has a small courtyard on the first floor. Other people’s yards are not a storehouse or something like a jujube tree pomegranate tree. I can’t finish everything. There’s nothing in my yard. The one in my yard was made taller by my dad. It was said that my brother liked to play war games when he was a kid. This is the battlefield between him and my dad. One person commanded a group of tank cars, simulating a battle every day. The day my brother was lost was because the small tank in his pocket when he and my mom took to the street didn’t know how to drop it. My mom said to take him after dinner After searching, I found out that the door of the yard was open, and my brother didn’t know where to go."

Li Hui wiped the corners of his eyes, and his voice was a bit jerky: "Later, the factory closed down. We were going to demolish and cover the shopping mall. My father and mother cried and lived alive. They said that my brother wouldn't be able to find his home if he came back. The pomegranate in Liu’s mother’s house is next door.” Li Hui said with a bitter smile: “The pomegranate in Liu’s mother’s house is sour. We don’t even like it. I don’t believe my brother likes that.”

Li Hui was nagging for a long time, and when he finished talking, he found that the expression of the man on the opposite side looked a little weird. Then he realized that his emotions were out of control just now: "Sorry, Mr. Zhang, I have said so many trivial things at home that make you laugh. Now."

"Li Hui? Is your surname Li right?" Mr. Zhang said incoherently: "Is your father also surnamed Li?"

Li Hui looked at him with some surprise, and said with a cry of laughter: "Of course I am surnamed Li, I am my dad's son."

"Is your family living in a dormitory in a textile factory?" Mr. Zhang was excited and annoyed: "But I can't remember where my family is, nor can I remember my parents' names. I don't even have my name. Yes, I just remember my mom calling me Dabao."

Li Huimeng's eyes widened, the two of them faced each other, and Mr. Zhang's voice was a little trembling: "Do not hide from you, I was abducted when I was a child, and I was taken to several places until my father brought him Hong Kong has settled down."

He looked at the tears in Li Hui’s eyes: “I have too few memories of my childhood, but I always remember the scene when my father and I squashed in the yard together as a kid. My mother said that there were no children in the entire textile factory. It’s as expensive as I wear clothes."

Li Hui swallowed and sullenly recalled what the old couple said when he called, so that he would meet the people who were chatting and ask more, maybe he could find his lost brother?!!

Which big immortal is this for?My brother, who has been looking for thirty years, just met like this?This is too bizarre!

Li Hui didn’t know what to say. He quickly took out his phone from his pocket. Last year, the old lady said that the old photos at home were yellow and wrinkled, and he didn’t know how many years to save. I sent it to the remake for processing, and there was a processed electronic version of the photo on the phone.

Mr. Zhang seriously looked at the reprinted photos on Li Hui’s mobile phone, each of which had to be read for several minutes. One of them was a child and dad lying in the uneven courtyard. Although both of them were disgraced, their faces were hanging. The most brilliant smile.

Mr. Zhang's fingers gently crossed the faces of the two people in the photo, and his eyes finally fell on the house behind them ----- on the window sill, a pot of very luxuriant chrysanthemum was placed on the window sill. Colorful little flowers.

"Mom, why doesn't the chrysanthemum in our family bloom? It's not pretty at all!"

"Then let's make some flowers for Chlorophytum together, OK?"

"A lot of colors, red, green, blue, pink, and black!"

"Whose flower is black?"

"Our family!"

The vague memory gradually became clear. The mother's laughter seemed to be in his ears. Mr. Zhang looked at the distinctive black flower on the chrysanthemum, and his tears fell.

"Li Hui, what day did you book the ticket? I want to go home with you!"

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"Seagrass seagrass...shaking with the wind...seagrass seagrass...dancing in the waves..."

The deafening ringtone of the phone rang, and the onlookers who were so attentive to watch the fortune-telling of the little master looked at the sound with dissatisfaction. Even Lin Qingyin swallowed back half of the words and looked up at the old man who had just counted. The wife looked at it.

The old lady turned the phone out of her bag in a hurry, and the others withdrew their eyes and turned their heads to continue looking at the little master. Who knew Lin Qingyin looked at the old couple but did not speak.

"Xiaohui! What did you find? He said he was called Dabao? Yes, right! It was called Dabao! You must see if there is a red birthmark on his left butt, like a cloud!"

The old lady had forgotten the people around her, holding the phone in both hands, the voice was eight degrees higher, and tears flowed out: "What? He won't let you take his pants off! This bear boy!"

I didn't know what was said on the opposite side. The old lady was crying and laughing, and she put the phone down for a long time.

There was a quiet area nearby, or the old man took the lead to react, his lips quivering and asking, "What does Xiaohui say?"

"Xiaohui said they would come back tomorrow, and said..." The old lady looked at the old man's face with tears and smiled: "Dabao asked you to remember'learn Li Xiangyang, never surrender'? He said that last time you fought you Lost, the new tank owed to him has not been bought yet!"

The old man also laughed, which was his favorite nursery rhyme when playing war games with his son.

But they laughed and laughed, and howled, and lost their 30-year-old son, and finally found it!

The people next to me watched and followed with tears. A group of people went up and handed paper towels to bless them. The two cried for a while. The stones that had been pressed for many years were also unloaded. They did not expect that children who had lost thirty years actually used this The way to get it back is simply unimaginable.

The old couple wiped their tears, and in a tacit understanding, they took out all the money in their pockets and made up seven or eight hundred.

"Master, thank you so much. We didn't bring much money today. We will send it again tomorrow!"

Lin Qingyin reached out his hand and pushed the money back: "Fortune-telling a thousand is enough, you don't need me to solve the disaster, you don't need to give extra money. Moreover, although the relationship between you and the eldest son is shallow but not cut off, even today Look for me, and you will have other chances to recognize each other in the future."

"Then I don't know when to wait. We are all in our 60s, but we can't wait!" The old lady laughed tearfully: "You are our old master anyway. The big benefactor of the Li family, tomorrow my dabao and his younger brother will be back by plane. When the time comes, our family will have a drink and go to the best restaurant. You can help us witness."

Lin Qingyin heard something tangled: "The best restaurant? But I haven't finished my homework yet!"

old lady:"…………"

Onlookers: "............"

Wang Fatzi already knows Lin Qingyin’s foodie nature very well, knowing that she wants to go to the dog’s legs to offer advice and suggestions: “Let Jiang Wei write, anyway, he has written so much for you, and that’s not bad for the remaining doors. "

Voiceless mother: "!!!"

The old couple left with great gratitude, Lin Qingyin put away his thoughts and continued to fortune-tell the last one. At this time, the onlookers were already unable to sit still and whispered to discuss the scene just now.

"Speaking of this, the little master has saved several families since the fortune teller."

"Isn't it? The little policeman named Ma had just completed the early surgery for gastric cancer and didn't even need chemotherapy. He could be discharged in a few days. Fortunately, the little master mentioned him, if it was delayed for half a month and a month Like now, ok so fast."

"And the old Jiang family, what happened to his family, the company went bankrupt, the factory closed, and the villa car was sold. His grandson walked and slipped on the road to defend, and he almost failed to graduate. If it weren’t for the little master to see that the problem was solved for his family, where could his family be so smooth now! I think Aunt Jiang recently got angry and said that his son’s business is booming again."

Jiang family?

Qingyin's mother turned and asked the aunt who claimed to have come to watch twice: "Do they say that the Jiang family has a top entrance exam?"

"Yeah, it's Jiang Wei, he invited the little master home."

The mother of Qingyin understood this. No wonder Jiang Wei came to his home every day to make up for Lin Qingyin's make-up lessons. No wonder he wrote homework for Lin Qingyin in addition to the make-up lessons. Busy!

Qingyin's mother felt that it was her own girl who asked Jiang Wei to take the exam for her, maybe Jiang Wei would be happy!

Looking at the daughter sitting in the crowd talking and talking, the voiceless mother's mood is very complicated. When did she learn fortune telling? Why didn't she know anything?

but……

Qingyin's mother covered her face: "It seems to be quite accurate, I want to count it!"

"If you want to find a master, you have to make an appointment from Master Fat." The aunt next to him pointed to Wang Fatzi: "But I heard that there are more people making appointments now, and they are all scheduled until two months later. If you are in a hurry, you can advance in advance. He said to Master Fat that he would arrange the time separately, but this would cost one thousand five."

Qingyin's mother is in a very complicated mood, and it is quite expensive to find a daughter.

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After calculating the hexagram for the last person, Lin Qingyin stood up and walked over to his mother's side.In fact, Lin Qingyin saw it when her mother came with the crowd. It was just that she saw her mother being sneaky and thief-like, and she didn't say anything.

Everyone was excited to see Lin Qingyin coming up from the ground, and the mood was as exciting as the fans met the idol.When Qingyin's mother just wanted to slip away, she discovered that her daughter was looking at herself, and she could only stand up in disgrace.

"Mom, are you resting today? Then let's go home together."

The next aunt looked at Lin Qingyin, and unbelievably looked at the Qingyin mother again, an angry expression deceived: "You tell me your first time."

Qingyin's mother smiled embarrassedly: "It is indeed the first time."

"You still asked me if the little master counts the hexagrams and does not work!"

"She didn't count it for me!"

The aunt looked at Lin Qingyin, clenched her teeth, and stomped her grasp on the arm of Qingyin's mother: "For the sake of answering your questions, you can discuss it with me and let me join a team."

Qingyin's mother: "The cut-in price is 1,500. You told me just now!"

Aunt: "........."

What mouth did I just have!

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Qingyin's mother went home with her daughter in a complicated mood. As soon as she entered the door, she didn't wait for her mother to ask her questions. Lin Qingyin repeated the words he had said with Wang Fatzi and his mother again, and returned to the room to take out his secret handwriting.

Qingyin's mother carefully looked at it. Not only did she not know the words in it, but she couldn't even understand the patterns: "What did you write?"

Lin Qingyin casually pointed to a line and read two sentences.

Voiceless mother: "Unintelligible."

"It's right if you don't understand." Lin Qingyin coughed lightly and said naturally: "You don't have this talent."

Qingyin's mother agrees with it. Her grades were mediocre when she was in school. How could this obscure thing be possible.

just……

Qingyin's mother asked tangled, "You just learn this by yourself, why did you suddenly remember