The man Zhao Hongxia was talking about was named Li Yongjun. He and Zhao Hongxia originally lived in the same community. Later, his father moved to a nearby unit and was divided into a house there. The house there was larger, so the family moved there.
The two people have not seen each other since. At that time, the relationship between the two people was that of neighbors, but they did not expect that they would be transferred to the same farm. When the two people met, it was just a fellow countryman meeting a fellow countryman, and the two of them sighed with tears.
, but because they shared common problems, they often talked to each other. In addition, Li Yongjun, a young man who knew how to care for women, often came to help Zhao Hongxia do some work of chopping wood and carrying water. Slowly, the two of them developed a good impression of each other.
When Zhao Hongxia and He Ni had almost finished cooking, the farm had stopped working, and Li Yongjun rushed over with a basket of bright red persimmons in his hand.
"Hongxia, I'm here." Li Yongjun walked to the door and said loudly.
Zhang Shanhai, who was squatting on the ground and playing with the pebbles he had just picked up, looked up and said nothing. He lowered his head and continued to play with the pebbles in his hand.
"Your name is Zhang Shanhai, kid, right?" Li Yongjun walked in and squatted next to Zhang Shanhai and said.
"Well, you are the guy who wants to chase my aunt." Zhang Shanhai said casually without raising his head.
"Uh." Li Yongjun didn't expect this kid to be so weird. He didn't know what to say, and his face turned slightly red.
"Zai Zai, why are you talking? You don't call me uncle either." He Ni walked out and wiped her hands with her apron.
"Hello, Sister He. I am Li Yongjun." Li Yongjun put the persimmons on the table.
"Hello." He Ni smiled and pulled Zhang Shanhai up, "Hurry and call uncle."
"Uncle." Zhang Shanhai still looked at the jade in his hand.
"Hey, Shanhai, uncle bought some persimmons here. Eat them quickly," Li Yongjun said.
Zhang Shanhai likes to eat persimmons, but he is not interested in them. “I have a persimmon tree at home, and there are so many persimmons.”
Li Yongjun was a little embarrassed, "You can't buy anything here. I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some candies later."
"Don't listen to this brat's nonsense. Shanhai, you brat, if you are still so naughty, be careful that my mother will whip you with a bamboo stick today." He Ni glared at Zhang Shanhai.
Only then did Zhang Shanhai become honest. He raised his head and took a careful look at Li Yongjun, but said something incomprehensible, "Uncle, your complexion is dim and your tongue coating is white. You have been having bad luck recently, and you are also suffering from redness. You will not be out for three days."
, there will be a bloody disaster. It is best not to go to the southwest within three days, well, it should be Caiyun Mountain."
The three adults were stunned by Zhang Shanhai. It was only after Zhang Shanhai finished speaking that He Ni came to his senses.
"You bastard, it seems that if you don't fight for three days, you will have to go to the house to uncover the tiles. If my mother doesn't give you a good deal today, it seems that it's not going to work anymore!" After saying that, he grabbed Zhang Shanhai's shoulder and started to slap him.
.Hitting children to give the other party enough face is also a major characteristic of China.
Fortunately, Li Yongjun reacted in time. Zhang Shanhai's butt cracked twice and he was already dragged behind him by Li Yongjun, "Sister He, Tong Yanwuji, it's okay, it's okay. Why hit him?"
"No, this kid just needs to be beaten. Otherwise, it will become more and more outrageous." He Ni was really angry.
"Mom, you can't hit me. What I said is true, not nonsense. The art of observing qi is not nonsense. It is science. There have been Yin masters in our country who can observe qi and predict bad luck since ancient times. Uncle Li's eyebrows,
It must not have been like this before, but now the tail is spread out, and there must be fierce lines on the palm." Zhang Shanhai said.
"You brat, you still said that you really thought your mother would not be able to beat you." He Ni was even more angry.
"Nizi, don't fight Shanhai. I don't think he is talking nonsense. It seems that what he said is well-founded. Yongjun, please reach out and show him to see if he has more evil marks." Zhao Hongxia
said.
Li Yongjun smiled and stretched out his right hand to show Zhang Shanhai, "Come and take a look. Are there any evil lines on my uncle's hand?"
"Left hand, men on the left and women on the right." Zhang Shanhai was very serious.
Zhao Hongxia chuckled and said, "You brat, you really think you are a magic stick."
He Ni raised her palm, the threat was very obvious.
Li Yongjun also laughed and stretched out his left hand.
Zhang Shanhai held Li Yongjun's hand and only glanced at it briefly, "Sure enough, you see, this is the vicious pattern, crossing the life line, and the pattern is so deep, indicating that the danger this time is not small. However, don't worry, although the danger is not small
, but after all, the lifeline is not blocked, which means that life is safe. But you still have to be careful. In fact, there is no way to avoid it. As long as you don't go to Caiyun Mountain within three days, there will definitely be no problem."
"Hey, there really is an extra handprint." Li Yongjun was also very surprised. He and his friends often did palm reading before. He still had some impression of his own handprint. After hearing what Zhang Shanhai said, he also
I really saw that there seemed to be some more horizontal lines on my hands, crossing the life line.
"You brat, tell me the truth, where did you learn these things?" He Ni asked seriously.
"Uh." Zhang Shanhai really didn't know what to say, "Didn't I get some books from the warehouse? It's just from those books."
He Ni really believed it. Although she was surprised that her son could learn so skillfully, she still believed it. Otherwise, who else could teach him?
"Children are messing around, Yongjun, please be more patient." He Ni said apologetically.
"Mom, I really am not messing around. Uncle Li, you really don't want to go to Caiyun Mountain in these three days." Zhang Shanhai said anxiously.
"Okay, okay, your Uncle Li won't go to Caiyun Mountain these three days. Let's eat first. Brat, aren't you hungry at all?" Zhao Hongxia said with a smile. Obviously she didn't believe Zhang Shanhai's words.
Li Yongjun also didn't pay attention to Zhang Shanhai's words, "Well, uncle will listen to you. Anyway, uncle doesn't have to go to the mountains these days."
He Ni rolled her eyes at Zhang Shanhai, but didn't say anything. She just felt a little weird in her heart. After all, although Zhang Shanhai is not like ordinary children, he is not a troublemaker, but today he was so abnormal, which is really strange. And he
The things he said didn't sound like nonsense, they were all said in a very orderly manner. However, seeing that Zhao Hongxia and Li Yongjun didn't care much, He Ni couldn't say anything else.
Zhang Shanhai's mind has long been attracted by the fragrant dishes on the table, so how can he care about other things?
After dinner, He Ni still had to drive more than ten miles with Zhang Shanhai, so after dinner, we talked casually and hurried home.
But within a few days, Zhao Hongxia rushed to Zhangjiashan in a hurry.
"Nizi, something happened to Yongjun! I'm a little tight on money, can you lend me some money?"
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