Wang Baoyu thought about it and joked: "It's very simple, eat, drink, have fun, scold people, throw things, anyway, you can vent. Anti-theft chapter."

"I've tried it all, but I feel uncomfortable." Xiaoyue said.

Wang Baoyu comforted Xiaoyue and said, "Xiaoyue, I just made those who made you. Let's take a look at the two books "How Steel Is Made" and "If I Give Me Three Days of Light", the author's fate is much worse than you. When you are worried about losing your shoes, some people may have lost their feet..."

"Oh, I know, aren't it Paul and Helen? They are so shoes and feet. But I am different from them. Although they are disabled, they won't die immediately. But I may get sick at any time. Maybe I fall into the water or fall off a cliff, and die lonely in that loneliness and helplessness. My eyes are wide open, and I can't get along." Xiaoyue interrupted Wang Baoyu's preaching impatiently and said depressedly.

Xiaoyue said it as if it were real. Wang Baoyu felt very creepy, and she had goose bumps on her body immediately and immediately became energetic. He said to Xiaoyue very seriously: "Xiaoyue, although I am the director of education, I am also a sorcerer who is good at fortune-telling and physiognomy. I think it's okay for you to live until you are seventy years old."

"Love!" Xiaoyue snorted and said disdainfully.

"Really, because you will be a long-lived person, I feel relieved to throw yourself into the hospital that day." This sentence was used on Bai Mudan, and he was able to save himself from danger. I guess it would work on the little girl.

However, when Xiaoyue heard this, she was not happy, but she said even more depressed: "Brother Wang, if my illness cannot be cured, I really hope to die sooner, otherwise she would live in fear all year round."

"Xiaoyue, you can't speak like this. If you have to believe that medical progress will always happen miracles." Wang Baoyu said.

Xiaoyue on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and finally said, "Brother Wang, then you can calculate for me, when will my illness be cured?"

"No problem, report your birth date." Wang Baoyu said. With an attitude of saving the problem girl, he really wanted to calculate for Xiaoyue. Even if he told some lies, it would be a merit to let the girl build up her confidence again.

Xiaoyue soon reported her birth date. Judging from her age, she was one year younger than Wang Baoyu and was born in the year of the dog. Haha, no wonder she was like fighting every time, and she really matched her. Wang Baoyu laughed secretly and said, of course, this is a joke and cannot be included in the prediction.

Wang Baoyu took the elder brother, found paper and pen, and carefully calculated it for Xiaoyue. Since he learned some knowledge of calculating the eight characters from the old expert Song Yucai last time, Wang Baoyu has tried to use this prediction method, and Xiaoyue is an experiment.

"Don't fool me, I hate fake compassionate people the most." Xiaoyue seemed not particularly at ease with Wang Baoyu's skills.

"Don't interrupt, be serious. No, Xiaoyue, from your numerology, your biological mother should have been gone very early!" Wang Baoyu looked at the horoscope carefully and asked in confusion. He was not sure about this. After all, Xiaoyue told him that her parents were divorced.

"Oh! You really have a few tricks. My mother disappeared when I was three years old." Xiaoyue said in surprise. She was just bored and tried to ask Wang Baoyu to tell fortunes to explain it. Unexpectedly, Wang Baoyu said it right.

"Then why did I hear you say that your parents are divorced?" Wang Baoyu asked in confusion.

"Can't you calculate it? Then try it." Xiaoyue's spirit became much better and her tone became naughty.

"Of course I can calculate it, but it will take some time. You can sleep for a while, and I will call you in an hour." Wang Baoyu laughed.

"Hmph, let me tell you. It's my stepmother who divorced her biological father, there's nothing wrong with it!" Xiaoyue said disdainfully, and suddenly laughed and gloated, "It was me who made them dirty. Seeing my stepmother crying and packing up her things, I almost burst into laughter."

"Where is your father, you are so spoiling you?" Wang Baoyu asked in surprise.

"He doesn't have me in his heart, and I don't care about him. Anyway, I won't go home if there is that woman at home. If he is not afraid of me dying outside, he will continue to mess with that woman!" Xiaoyue said angrily.

Wang Baoyu frowned and thought to himself that this little girl had a mental problem. He asked again: "You were not lucky when you were a child and your living conditions were poor, right!"

"I am a shameless illegitimate daughter. I have been in the countryside since I was born. My grandparents didn't care about me. Once, I was almost bitten by a vicious dog. Maybe I was a little scared and became a trauma." Xiaoyue said without hiding it.

Wang Baoyu sighed. Xiaoyue's fate was not as good as hers. Although she was abandoned by her parents, her godfather and godmother treated her so well that she could not take care of her.

"Xiaoyue, you have a fate of the catastrophe evil, so you have this kind of epilepsy similar to the soul leaving the body. However, within three years, there should be a turning point." Wang Baoyu said. It was not a lie. He still saw hope from Xiaoyue's numerology.

"What turn? Can my illness be cured?" Xiaoyue said a little anxiously, and she also hoped to become a healthy girl depending on the situation.

"The hexagram just says that there is a turning point. I can't say what the situation is, but one thing can be clarified. Your hard days are basically over, and what we welcome you in the future is a beautiful and happy future!" Wang Baoyu said with a smile.

"Brother Wang, no matter whether you say that or not, I will thank you first." Xiaoyue was silent for a while, and then said emotionally.

"Xiaoyue, who are you calling?" The voice of a middle-aged man came from the other end of the phone.

"Do you care?" Xiaoyue said angrily without putting down the phone.

"Don't be too tired, do you understand?" The middle-aged man's voice was closer to the microphone.

"Go away, go away, you are smelly of alcohol, why don't you drink to death!" It can be judged by the sound of footsteps that Xiaoyue drove the middle-aged man away without hesitation.

Wang Baoyu knew that the middle-aged man who was talking should be Xiaoyue's biological father. It sounded like the relationship between father and daughter was very tense, so he couldn't help but interrupt, "Xiaoyue, talk to your father well."

"I come back so late every day. Sooner or later, when he comes back, he will find that I am dead." Xiaoyue said.

"Xiaoyue, Dad can't be with you all day! Where did you go last night? Who asked me to call this face?" The middle-aged man asked anxiously on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, don't move!"

"No, let Dad see it. It's so serious. Have you seen a doctor?"
Chapter completed!