"Yes." Yang Zimei nodded, "This thing has a strong evil spirit. It came from a sinister hole in the soil. It is only suitable to be placed in the National Museum. If it is placed at home, it will only do a lot of harm and no good.
"
When Yang Hong heard this, his whole face turned dark, and he said angrily, "I was deceived to death by that great trickster Jiang Mengran. He said that day that if this thing is placed at home, it can make our daughter look like a queen."
Yang Zimei sneered in his heart and said nothing.
"Master Yang, if I move this thing away from our house, will our family's Feng Shui luck come back?" Yang Hong asked urgently.
"This thing naturally has to be sent to the museum, but it has been here for a long time, and everything in the house has been invaded by its evil spirit." Yang Zimei said lightly.
"Ah? What should I do? Master, please give me some advice."
"Do you know why some wealthy people donate heavily to charity after they become successful?" Yang Zimei asked.
"I want to leave my name."
"Retaining one's name is one reason, but it is not the main one. Those rich people did a lot of things that were detrimental to their merits at the beginning and were contaminated with a lot of evil spirits. In order to resolve these initial evil spirits, it is best to
The way is to do good deeds. If you want to truly resolve your family's feng shui dilemma, it's not me, but you."
"Does that mean I should donate?"
"It's natural to make donations, but the evil spirit in your family is too strong. Ordinary donations have no effect at all. The only way is to dissipate all the family wealth, auction it all, and donate all the money obtained without losing a penny.
If you leave it, the evil spirit will naturally dissipate, otherwise, just wait until your family is ruined, that's all I can say."
After hearing this, Yang Hong's expression changed drastically, "Do you have to donate everything?"
"Well, including the money in the passbook, not even a cent is left. The more you leave, the more harm you will do." Yang Zimei said.
"Are you trying to trick me?" Yang Hong said angrily, "I don't believe in this method of breaking evil spirits."
"Haha, believe it or not, that's up to you." Yang Zimei chuckled, "I won't say much else."
After saying that, she walked out without looking back.
In fact, she was not fooling Yang Hong!
Dispersing all the family wealth is indeed the best way for this family to eliminate evil spirits!
It's a pity that they were reluctant to part with the wealth in their hands, and in the end they were passively ruined, leaving nothing behind!
Life is like this, if you give up, you will get something, if you don't give up, you will gain nothing!
Passing by the basketball court in the community, Yang Zimei saw Min Gang playing basketball inside again, with wet hair rising in the sun. He was youthful, sunny, handsome, and full of vitality.
She did not walk over this time, but stopped and looked at it from a distance. Just as she was about to lift her feet and leave, she turned her head and looked into the eyes of a man. Her heart couldn't help but beat strongly with a loud bang, and her breathing became heavy.
A bit stagnant.
This man is none other than Min Gang’s father, Min Qinghua!
Ten years ago, she saw him in the hospital, and he looked exactly like the Min Gang she liked in her previous life.
Now, ten years have passed, and Min Gang has grown into a teenager, but Min Qinghua has not changed anything. It is as if time has forgotten him. He still looks the same as ten years ago, and he looks more mature.
Charm and poise.
I don't know if it was because she was infatuated with the mature Min Gang in her previous life. When Yang Zimei saw Min Qinghua, she felt as if she was suffocated from another life.