The old man looked at the stack of money in his hand, with tears filling his eyes. Twelve and a half dollars? It is really not a small amount for a child. But for an old man who has lived for more than half his life, can it be counted as money?
But no matter what you say, this is all the little girl’s intention. It’s already a great kindness to meet each other by chance and to be able to give everything to each other. It’s true that courtesy is less important than kindness...
Nie Chen and Guan Feixuan looked at each other and smiled. Although the little girl was already a rich woman, Sister Jiaojiao's bank card was not a decoration. But she didn't realize it at all, and she still reached out to her father confidently.
She asked for it. And the money given to her by her father, who was labeled as stingy, was always enough. Even if there was some leftover, it was just small change. Just like the twelve and a half yuan handed to the old man. That was left over from buying ice cream.
Down...
Seeing the old man's eyes filled with tears, the little girl comforted him: "Grandpa, you don't have to be emotional, there are still many good people in this world. Like Li'er, like dad, like the goddess aunt... If the old man is in trouble, you can tell him
Our..."
The old man felt that he should interrupt firmly. If the little girl continued to guide him in this way, he might make up a tragic history of blood and tears to win sympathy, and perhaps wait for a large donation. But if so,
His moral integrity will be shattered to pieces...
After returning the money to the little girl, the old man smiled and said, "Girl, I'm not short of money!"
As he said that, the old man took out a big red note from his pocket and shook it. It turned out to be brand new.
The little girl scratched her head and felt a little confused. She ran up to Nie Chen and stretched out her little hand: "Dad, money..."
Although Nie Chen didn't want to see the unpleasantness happen, when he thought of the little girl's temperament, he obediently took out the money and got a stack of big red bills...
The little girl ran to the old man with the money in her hand, shook it proudly, but did not say any contemptuous words, but smiled and said: "Grandpa, Li'er wants you to do a fortune telling. However, it's not five yuan...
...I want to use all the ink in your stomach..."
After saying that, the little girl stuffed a stack of red bills into the old man's hand, feeling extremely heroic and generous...
The corner of Niechen's mouth twitched, a little surprised, but more out of helplessness. My daughter never cares about money, she only wants to be happy. She is throwing away a lot of money at this moment, just because she wants to
Let the old man in front of her dressed as a fortune teller say something nice to her...
Guan Feixuan looked surprised. The little girl's behavior was beyond her expectation. She thought it would be a hurtful comparison contest, but in the end it turned out to be a disguised act of kindness. Although the old man could produce a brand new red ticket, but
The money is still tight, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell. The little girl took the money, seemingly making a fair transaction, but in fact it was a disguised form of funding.
In this day and age, how can anyone still believe in the hexagrams that are unreliable in 10 out of 10 cases? Even if they are correct in 10 out of 10 cases, they will be regarded as a blind cat in a dead mouse. Those who engage in fortune telling are really
Too lazy to move, just relying on a clever mouth to fool people, I am content to make a living... If I meet a fool, maybe I can make a fortune...
The old man didn't refuse, only a fool would refuse if he was offered a cheap deal.
The little girl stood there cutely, blinking her big black eyes and letting the old man look at her. Money is something outside the body. If she can come across something interesting and something she has never seen before, she will never be stingy. Anyway, the money belongs to the stingy father.
, there is no opportunity to waste in normal times, so why not take advantage of this opportunity to trick her? She has always scorned all kinds of rhetoric that it is morally wrong to trick her own people, because she will immediately implement it if she wants to trick anyone.
, especially likes to trick her stingy father... Others want to trick her, but she is not satisfied!
The old man looked the little girl up and down a dozen times, frowning in thought the whole time, with a troubled look on his face.
The little girl got a little impatient and asked, "Grandpa, has the ink evaporated?"
The old man's face remained serious, and he didn't seem to hear the impatience in the little girl's tone. The little girl was about to remind her again, but was stopped by Guan Feixuan.
The old man pondered for a long time, then he picked up a pen and wrote a word on the rice paper. After writing, the old man grabbed the two corners of the rice paper and showed it to the little girl.
Immortal!
The little girl frowned, not because she didn't know the word, but because she didn't know its meaning.
Nie Chen and Guan Feixuan frowned unconsciously. They thought that the old man would give full play to his eloquence and praise the little girl to the sky. But they didn't expect that without saying a word, he started writing, and he was still an illusory fairy.
!How strange!
"What do you mean?" the little girl asked doubtfully. No matter how hard her head turned, she couldn't figure out what "Xian" actually meant.
The old man shook his head seriously and gave an answer that made the three of them extremely depressed: "It can't be said, it can't be said..."
The little girl pursed her lips and pinched her waist, with a bit of a shrewish charm, and said one word: "Say!"
Like a lion roaring from the east of the river, this word made the old man shake the rice paper in his hand to the ground. He never expected that the little girl would be so domineering.
Seeing the little girl's stubborn expression, she stood up, picked up the rice paper, and sighed: "My child, those who do fortune-telling are trying to spy on the secrets of heaven and go against the will of heaven. If the secrets are leaked, it will be a disaster."
You will be punished by God. Old man, I don’t want to be struck to death by lightning again when I am old... This word represents your past and future... You have to figure out all the truths by yourself..."
The little girl shrugged her nose, reached out and took the rice paper from the old man's hand, looked at the beautiful word "Xian", and asked with some disbelief: "Really?"
The old man nodded and said: "The gold-lettered sign is goldier than real gold!"
The little girl handed the rice paper to her father, frowned, and said, "This calculation does not count. Li'er came to you for fortune telling, not for fortune telling. You have to give another fortune telling to the goddess!"
The old man smiled and did not refuse, saying: "Then please ask this girl to write down what she wants to calculate!"
With that said, the old man spread out a piece of rice paper and handed the brush to Guan Feixuan.
In the slightly disbelieving eyes of Nie Chen and the little girl, the two words appeared instantly with a flourish of pen and ink.
Marriage!
Standard running script!
A flash of surprise flashed across the old man's cloudy eyes, and he gave a thumbs up and praised: "Good calligraphy!"
The little girl stretched out her little head to look at it, and with her little hands behind her back, she also praised in an old-fashioned way: "Good calligraphy!"
Although Nie Chen was silent, his surprised expression said it all. Now it seems that Guan Feixuan has become an all-rounder. He can pick up anything at random!
Concubine Guan smiled reservedly and waited for the answer.
The old man didn't keep Concubine Guan waiting for long and said with a smile: "The marriage is so close before our eyes, so why do we need to calculate it?"
