Xie Hongchun has a son and a daughter. Her daughter Xie Wuhan is 19 years old this year.
His old baby, Xie Wubing, is eleven years old. She is a sweet-looking, kind-hearted girl who never quarrels with others.
Because she had only attended school for one or two years and had no martial arts qualifications, she went out to work early to help support her family.
When Suning heard the names of the two siblings for the first time, it was really unfamiliar and even felt extremely weird.
No disaster or disease, although there is some meaning in it, it still involves two words that are taboo in the hearts of ordinary mortals.
For girls, no worries, no worries, no dreams. Which one of these sounds is not better than no disaster?
Later, I learned from Xie Hongchun that Xie Wuhan had been seriously ill when he was a child and almost couldn't be saved.
The traveling Taoist priest who happened to be passing by calculated the girl's birth date and predicted that the girl's life would be full of disasters. She was afraid that she would not live to be nine years old.
If you want to turn the crisis into safety, you must pray for God's will with the word "no disaster", wear the "talisman" he painted himself and cannot take it off for a moment, and marry a man named An at the age of twenty.
Disaster in this life.
Otherwise, after the age of twenty, you will still be plagued by disasters and your fate will be ruined.
As for Xie Wubing, his name was entirely chosen by Xie Hongchun based on Xie Wuhan's name.
Anyway, they are two siblings, one is not in trouble and the other is not sick, just for psychological comfort.
In the past, Suning had never looked at Xie Wuhan too much. After all, he was a "lonely" bachelor. It was always rude to stare at other girls.
But tonight, perhaps it was due to the paralysis of alcohol, or maybe Suning was worried about the Chilong Demon Lord in the medicine shop.
As he glanced around, he suddenly discovered that the well-behaved girl sitting next to Mr. Wang was pregnant with a low-grade Dharma form.
To be precise, it is the "Xianglu" which ranks eighth among the lowest-grade Dharma signs.
"I see."
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Suning suddenly realized.
The reason for so many disasters is that Xie Wuhan did not receive the blessings of heaven before she was eighteen years old. The old Taoist priest was secretly aware of this and wanted to come and devour her when her Dharma was revealed in the future.
A man named An? He still has to be twenty years old to get married?
It's just a random fabrication, and the drunkard's intention is not to drink.
If Suning guessed correctly, the "talisman" he sent was actually painted with his own essence and blood, and it must contain a ray of spiritual power fluctuations, which would make it easier for him to come to him in the future.
"Brother Xie, after the disaster, I will be twenty this year. I wonder if you have ever met the man surnamed An that the old Taoist priest mentioned?"
Under the influence of alcohol, Suning asked insinuatingly: "When will I marry my daughter? As a brother, I have to prepare a big red envelope for my niece."
"Well, I still have to come to ask for a wedding drink."
Xie Hongchun drank and shook his head, but fortunately his mind was still clear.
When Suning asked, he nodded excitedly, drank the spirit wine in the glass in one gulp, and the tabletop rattled and said: "What a coincidence, the old god really predicted it."
"At once......"
Squinting his eyes, he thought for a moment and said, "Five months ago, you didn't even come to Laojie to buy the drug store across the street."
"Hey, you know, Wuhan works as a female worker at the "Muxiu Building", and their manager is a man. His surname is An, and he is not very old."
"Two, twenty-three, four years older than our daughter."
"He is handsome and handsome. I heard that his family is quite wealthy."
Xie Wuhan, who was sitting next to Mr. Wang, instantly blushed with embarrassment. He lowered his head and said coquettishly, "Dad, you haven't even written your horoscope yet, you..."
Xie Hongchun interrupted on the spot: "Why haven't you said your horoscope yet? That boy surnamed An holds your hand and takes you home every day and night. Do you really think that your mother and I are blind?"
"Why, can my girl's hand be held for free?"
"Tell him, since we like each other, then we should do it openly."
"Although my butcher shop is small, it can still accommodate the future son-in-law of my Xie family."
"unless......"
When the conversation changed, Xie Hongchun said with an ugly face: "Unless he doesn't want to marry you at all, he just bullies your ignorance, has never seen the world, and wants to have fun casually."
