After speaking, he leaned into Zhang Guifang's ear and said: "Don't worry, I cherish my little life the most."
The fortune tellers have said that I will be rich and noble in this life and live a long life."
As he spoke, he nodded seriously.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Guifang slapped him on the head.
"Are you looking for death? In what age do you actually dare to ask someone to tell your fortune?" After hearing what her nephew said, Zhang Guifang's face turned green.
Although it's relatively peaceful now, some villains can't help but cause trouble.
As a street worker, she has heard of many cases where people have been reported for fortune-telling.
"Does anyone know?" Zhang Guifang asked, thinking about how to silence these people and stop them from talking nonsense.
"No, no, only me and the fortune teller know." Looking at Zhang Guifang's serious expression, Zhang Yu felt that he had made a big fuss this time, so he quickly explained.
"It's fine if you don't have it, it's fine if you don't have it. Don't ask anyone to tell fortunes in the future." Zhang Guifang breathed a long sigh of relief and warned again.
"I know, sister-in-law, it was a coincidence that I bumped into the master today, and he gave me a fortune."
Zhang Yu didn't dare to make a fuss again at this time.
If he really made his sister-in-law angry, he would have to bear the consequences alone.
After hearing her nephew's words, Zhang Guifang breathed a sigh of relief and her eyes shone with interest again.
She first came to the door, looked around, and saw that no one was passing by, so she carefully closed the door.
Then he leaned close to Zhang Yu and asked in a low voice: "Did the fortune teller really say that you are rich and wealthy and will live a long life?"
Seeing the glimmer of hope in his sister-in-law's question, Zhang Yu quickly nodded, "That's what the master said."
"That's good, that's good. I don't expect you to be rich and powerful in this life. Just earn enough to support your family in Hukou. Just live a long life. Just live a long life!"
Ever since Zhang Yu was injured that year and it looked like he was lifeless, the hospital didn't admit him at that time, saying it was hopeless and he should be taken home.
Although she miraculously recovered later, her heart still hasn't dropped until now.
Every time Xiaoyu is not in front of her, he will worry about whether something happened to Xiaoyu?
Seeing that Zhang Yu is able to make great achievements and become an adult, I think that Xiaoyu will soon reach the age of marriage. Lan
Wait a year or two, marry him a wife and have two children.
When the time comes, she will retire early, Xiaoyu will go out to work, and she will take care of his children.
I was just about to let go of my worries, but something happened again that someone set a fire in the middle of the night and wanted to burn Xiaoyu to death.
This made her already somewhat uneasy heart even more anxious.
When she heard the fortune teller's words, she felt as if she had grasped a life-saving straw and felt that everything was hopeful.
Looking at Zhang Yu again, it turned out that the frail and sickly child who was following her when she didn't know it had grown up now.
Zhang Guifang was a little happy for a moment, but also a little empty.
However, since the child is so old, she is not prepared to keep her child at home.
She stood on tiptoes and patted Zhang Yu's shoulder. It was only then that she realized that Xiao Yu had grown so tall.
"Go out and do your business. You don't have to worry about home. I will make arrangements."
I was clearly thinking about letting go, but looking at Zhang Yu's leaving figure, I couldn't help but shout loudly: "Be careful! Don't let yourself get hurt."
"I understand, sister-in-law, I will be careful."
In fact, Zhang Yu doesn't know what he is going to do now.
After thinking for a long time, I finally decided to go to the scrap collection station.
Even if you can't find any treasures, it's still good to find some books.
The most important thing is that now his firewood shed has been burned down, and there is no firewood left.
He needs to go to the scrap collection station to see if there is any discarded wood and transport it back to be used as firewood.
With that in mind, I went all the way to the scrap collection station.
The man who is the gatekeeper at the scrap collection station is already very familiar with him.
Without waiting for him to explain his purpose, the door was opened and he was let in.
As he opened the door, he said, "Why haven't you come recently?"
"I've been a little busy lately, didn't you just find some time?"
"It's better to be busy, it's better to be busy. When you get to our age, you won't be able to keep yourself busy even if you want to!" the gatekeeper said with a sigh.
Maybe it's because he's getting older, but he's been a little out of his depth recently even in his current job.
The company is already planning to recruit another person to do his job.
After the newcomer arrived, he had no place to be busy.
Shaking his head to get rid of the thoughts in his mind, the gatekeeper looked Zhang Yu up and down and asked with concern: "I heard that someone started an arson over there, are you okay?"
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Obviously, despite the fact that in this era transportation is all about walking and communication is all about shouting, the spread of these gossips is not weak at all.
It had only happened a few days ago, and someone at the scrap collection station so far away from his alley already knew about it.
Zhang Yu shook his head, "I'm fine. The people in the yard found me early and rescued me."
After hearing what he said, the gatekeeper angrily cursed: "You immoral thing, you actually set fire..."
After cursing a lot, he asked again: "What did you want to buy and change when you came here today?"
"The main thing is to buy some old books and wood for pulling the cart and burning the fire."
"Old books, over there. A lot of new old books have arrived recently, so I have to put them over there." The caretaker pointed to one of the rooms for Zhang Yu.
Then he pointed to the yard and said, "Over there, the wood over there really can't be assembled. You can pull it back if you need it."
"Then let me take a look first, uncle."
"Okay, go and see it."
After talking to Zhang Yu, the gatekeeper returned to the lounge chair at the door.
Zhang Yu picked up twenty or thirty old books from that room and placed them at the door.
I'm going to take a look at the pile of wood that Uncle Men'er mentioned.
When I was about to reach the pile of wood, I suddenly tripped over something and almost fell.
After he stood up straight, he turned his eyes to the thing he had just mixed with him.
It's a leg that doesn't know what it is.
He looked up along the leg, and it turned out to be a cabinet. After seeing the whole cabinet clearly, he suddenly felt bored.
There was no need to take a closer look at this cabinet. Just by scanning it with his eyes, Zhang Yu knew that it was made of the kind of rotten wood found in the street.
He pushed the cabinet hard, trying to push it to the other side to clear a way for himself to see the pile of wood.