The stall was exposed to 60 million

Zhuang Yiran released her hand and wiped her tears.

"Jing Chun, thank you, don't worry, I will pay you back the money in a month."

"No hurry, I can return it anytime."

Zhuang Yiran's already wiped tears welled up again, and then nodded fiercely before turning to leave.

He didn't want others to see her fragility.

...

When Zhang Jingchun returned to the courtyard, his mother and grandma all came round again.

Grandma was very happy, eating beef buns in her mouth, and her mouth was greasy.

"My good grandchildren, it works, this domineering female president has been taken down, great!"

"That is, you said you two had a hard time hug, why did you let go so soon? I tell you, this hug has a very strong sense of security for a woman, so hug one more when you are fine. Hug, let him feel your love!"

"Mom, you are really good, why are you still peeking at others? I suspect that the two of you were definitely spies in your previous life!"

"What's the matter with the spy? As long as it is for my son's benefit, you can scold me for anything?"

"Come on, I have to go!"

"Smelly boy, can't you pretend now? Now Yiran is in trouble. It's when I need you, so I can help you out. It's all you can do!"

Zhang Jingchun ignored him and drove away quickly.

...

When he came out, he just wanted to relax, otherwise he would be allowed to be nagged to death by Naiyou and his mother.

At this time, Zhang Jingchun is in a particularly happy mood. Grandma's illness is cured and she has money. She doesn't have to run around for a living, so she feels very happy.

Driving the car and turning his head, he reached the place that once made him feel bad.

It used to be a fortune-telling place.

Looking at the familiar flower shop, the big banyan tree, and the familiar place, he had mixed feelings.

At this moment I heard a familiar voice.

"Ding Dong!"

News from the shock department came again.

So I opened it quickly, and when I saw the news inside, I couldn't help but smile, thinking that the shock department this time was not kind, okay?

"Come on, this old man is not easy, let's persuade him to go!"

Thinking of this, he parked the car in the parking space on the side of the road.

Then walked over.

At this moment, I saw the old man who was setting up the stall with him looking at the people coming and going, and he could see the pitiful eyes.

In this age of advocating science, setting up a stall for fortune-telling is really hard to do, sometimes you can't get one in a few days.

At this time, several merchants on the roadside knew Zhang Jingchun, and they greeted him one after another.

It made it difficult for Zhang Jingchun to keep a low profile. It felt like a star walking on the red carpet. Seeing them greet enthusiastically, he had to keep waving to them.

After all, Zhang Jingchun's dragon-patterned gown was so obvious that the old man at the stall immediately saw it.

Rolled his eyes very uncomfortably.

After all, colleagues are enemies, and the roads are narrow.

"Uncle busy?"

The old man ignored him, but turned his head aside.

"I said the uncle...?"

"The surname Zhang, don’t think that you have won the right prize, so you’re too bullish, and you’ve calculated it by yourself. You can count it for me and see if you’ve ever seen a braggart, I’ve never seen you so capable ?? You are less troublesome, others don’t know, I don’t know yet?"

Zhang Jingchun smiled.

"Uncle, do whatever you want, I am looking for you to tell you something, today you...?"

"What are you talking about? Your kid is full of bad water, what can you tell me, I have nothing to say to you, why do you call yourself a shit feng shui master? Get windy, get out of here."

Zhang Jingchun's brows couldn't help but frowned, thinking that this old man really didn't know good or bad, and wanted to persuade him to escape the catastrophe, but this old man was stubborn and didn't appreciate it at all.

"Master, I don’t like to listen to your words. I’m a Feng Shui master who is rooted in Zheng Miaohong. We have three generations of Feng Shui family. I dare to guarantee 100% accuracy to the customers I serve. Can you? And I am today The reason why I came here is for your good?"

The old man twisted the little white beard and said with a cut.

"You brat, didn't you just come here to hurt me? Just say it if you want to, I, just listen to you fart here!"

"Master, I really don’t mean it. To be honest, it’s not easy for you to earn a little money. I’m afraid that if you don’t leave here today, it will be a bad thing. There are five evils and three shortcomings, do you understand? Kindly persuade, I guess you will have a shortage today!"

The old man rolled his eyes and said something cruel to him.

"Zhang Jingchun, you stinky boy is so bad, you curse me? Believe it or not, I'm ruining you a few million? I have heart disease, cerebral thrombosis, myocardial infarction, oh oh, my chest-mouth hurts, come here Ah, I'm so angry with Zhang Jingchun, come on...?"

Zhang Jingchun saw that the old man really called me up.

He shook his head and said.

"Master, all right, just treat me as if I fart, you, do it for yourself."

Then he walked over.

The old man mumbled triumphantly at Zhang Jingchun who was leaving.

"Cut, brat, I have been walking in the arena for so many years, playing with me, you are far behind."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jingchun walked to the door of the store next to him and sat down.

Waved at him: "Uncle, I will look at you, and I will let you know whether Zhang Jingchun lied."

"It's numb, the idle egg hurts."

The old man said badly.

"Uncle, give you an exact time. In 15 minutes, a kid will come to find your fortune-telling. You have to listen to me. Don't count it to him. If you don't listen, just do it!"

After Zhang Jingchun finished collecting, he casually swiped his phone.

And the old man began to mutter in his heart, two eyeballs like pearl milk tea, whirling around, scanning the people coming and going.

Although his mouth was hard, he was still worried.

After all, Zhang Jingchun won a grand prize of 60 million yuan. Whether or not he is really capable of it, he definitely can't get rid of it.

"What is it? In 15 minutes, I believe you a ghost.",

The old man looked at the people coming and going with a fluke of luck, and looked at the old Shanghai brand watch on his wrist from time to time.

Today is not a weekend and the weather is very hot, so there are not many people.

Although it is under the shade of the trees, it is not cool.

The tree on the tree kept screaming, making the old man upset and irritable.

Twelve or three minutes passed in a flash.

The old man looked at Zhang Jingchun and saw Zhang Jingchun smiling at him, so angry that he turned his head away, and listened to the storytelling "Three Swordsman" downloaded on the phone with his legs tilted.

At this moment, a young man with a bald head came over from the side.

The fortune-telling old man couldn't help but glanced at the watch on his wrist.

I couldn't help but chuckle. I have been here for 13 minutes.

Looking at the distance of the kid, if it takes exactly 15 minutes to walk to him, is it possible that this is the man Zhang Jingchun said?

No, it's impossible to be so accurate?

And when he observed, he became panicked.

Seeing this guy's face, there seemed to be a scar on his face, not only that, but he was also stepping on the steps that the six relatives did not recognize.

How to do?

Forget it, what if this kid wants to fuck him?

If not, right?It was unclear to let Zhang Jingchun watch his jokes, which was really a dilemma.

I was really afraid of what would come, I saw this bald-headed scarred man, walking towards his Gua stall at the pace that his six relatives did not recognize.

The old man couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

"It's numb, don't come over!"