Not far away, Xiao Mizi stopped leaving.
"Brother, aren't we looking for a dog? Why did you suddenly stop?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked in confusion.
Xiao Dizi Gu Zi closed his eyes and did not respond.
After drinking tea, he opened his eyes and said, "Brother, your yellow dog may be in the firewood pile behind the village."
Zhang Xiaohan blinked his eyes and asked: "Brother, what do you mean? Could it be that you know divination and can figure it out all at once?"
"Let's go look for it." Xiao Jizi said, "I also made a guess, but it may not be accurate."
Zhang Xiaoyu and others looked at him intently and followed him to the back of the village with suspicion.
After a while, they came to the back of the village. There were seven or eight firewood stacks of different sizes. They searched for them one by one, and finally heard the barking of a dog next to the middle stack of firewood.
Zhang Xiaoyu first glanced at Xiao Mizi with a smile, and then whistled towards the stack of firewood. After a moment, his big yellow dog ran out with its tail wagging, came to him, stretched out its tongue and licked his hand.
Zhang Xiaohan said: "What is this damn yellow dog doing in the firewood stack? Could it be that there is a bitch in there and it's still attached to it and won't leave?"
After that, he found a longer branch and poked it into the pile of firewood.
Sure enough, after a few stabs, a black female dog sprang out from the pile of firewood, barked at Zhang Xiaohan a few times, and then ran away.
Seeing this, the big yellow dog barked a few times and then followed it.
Zhang Xiaohan scolded: "This damn Dahuang, it's a waste of money to raise it. It abandons its owner as soon as it sees a bitch. It's so abominable!"
Zhang Xiaoyu's focus was not on the dog, but on asking Xiao Yanzi: "Brother, how did you know Dahuang was here?"
When Xiao Lizi asked, he couldn't help but be startled.
When he said goodbye to Xiaoqin early this morning, he vaguely saw another adult Xiaoqin. At that time, he just thought it was a little strange. Later, when he was free, he thought about it carefully and realized that things might not be that simple. He endured the marrow-cutting and cleansing of Hongrui at night. When he woke up, he seemed to be a different person. Unexpected changes had taken place in both his body and mind. Some things that he could not do before could now be done easily. Now I have some abilities that I didn’t have before. So far, he has only understood his growth in writing, but knows nothing about his potential in other areas.
Being able to see Xiaoqin's future appearance is also a new ability that I don't know yet.
If that's the case, that would be great.
Although the village where he was located was remote, some fortune tellers and other people would come from time to time to tell people's fortunes, predict good and bad luck, and even help people figure out where their lost things were. Those who retrieve things through the guidance of the fortune teller often give appropriate rewards to the fortune teller in their joy, and both parties are happy. Even if the fortune-telling master fails to calculate accurately and fails to recover the lost thing, the owner will not complain. Therefore, for the fortune-telling master, this is a sure-profit business.
Xiao Dizi then thought that if he also had the ability to calculate and predict, he could predict good and bad luck for others like a divination master, help people find lost things, gain some money from others, and help support the family, and his mother would not have to do what she did before. I worked hard to mend clothes for others.
The big yellow dog of Zhang Xiaoyu's family went missing, which gave Xiao Dizi the opportunity to test whether he had such powers. Xiao Dizi came out of Zhang Kuanren's house, stood on the street and recited silently, praying for those dreams that once appeared. After receiving help from the gods, he quietly waited for his response.
After a moment, a faint voice came from his consciousness, saying that the big yellow dog was in the firewood stack behind the village.
Hearing this voice, he didn't quite believe it at the time, so he had to give it a try.
Now, the matter has been confirmed. He is convinced that he has the ability to predict and calculate with the help of the gods, and he is naturally happy. However, facing Zhang Xiaoyu's inquiry, he does not know how to respond for a moment.
If he exposes his supernatural powers, what will others think? Will it cause him trouble? He was very hesitant about this.
He couldn't open his mouth to respond, but they wanted to ask the question. After Zhang Xiaoyu finished asking, Zhang Xiaohai, who came back from school, asked again.
"Brother, tell me, how on earth did you know where Rhubarb is?"
When Zhang Xiaohai asked, the look on his face that was eager to know the truth was even more urgent than that of Zhang Xiaoyu.
Facing the vaguely expectant faces, Xiao Dizi finally made up his mind and said: "Brother, to be honest with you, I know how to calculate, and I will know where the big yellow dog is as soon as I calculate."
What, you can calculate?
Hearing such a response, Zhang Xiaoyu and others blinked their eyes one by one and looked at each other, instinctively disbelieving.
For a student who is studying in school, it is nothing if he can write and do calculations and write some articles, but it is really incredible if he can do calculations and calculations. Those ordinary hexagram masters who walk around the streets all claim that they have been taught by strangers, or they claim to be extremely talented and God will reward them with this bowl of rice. The world also believes that this is the truth. But now, this young man who has been growing up under their noses, who has always been mediocre and even a bit naughty and stupid, has unexpectedly gained the ability to calculate and calculate overnight. In their eyes, this is nothing more than a fantasy. Tan.
Subconsciously, they suspected that this was the result of Zhang Kuanren's teachings, but in the blink of an eye they denied themselves. Although their old uncle Zhang Kuanren was capable of writing and arithmetic, and educating young children, they had never discovered that Zhang Kuanren had the ability to do math and math during these years of getting along day and night. If Zhang Kuanren had hidden enough, it was unlikely. It was impossible to hide almost anything in front of his family.
After being stunned for a long time, Zhang Xiaohai asked: "Brother, who did you learn this skill of pinching and calculating from?"
Xiao Yanzi smiled slightly and said: "Brother, don't ask so many questions. The secret must not be leaked. If it is leaked, it will be troublesome!"
Zhang Xiaohai was slightly startled again, then nodded and said: "Ah, yes, yes, everyone says so! In this case, we won't ask. Brother, you are a rare talent in our Zhang family. My brother is optimistic about you. I will definitely I will push you out so that you can be prosperous and honor your ancestors!"
Zhang Xiaoyu and others also echoed.
Xiao Mizi said a few perfunctory words to them, then returned to school, picked up his schoolbag and went home.
After returning home, he went to the creek behind the house and sat stupidly on a stone, recalling the meeting with Xiaoqin in the morning. Somehow, what echoed in his mind was not Xiaoqin's current appearance, but her adult image.
He could never get rid of that shadowy image.
The world that Shadow lives in is obviously different from the world he lives in now. He is not familiar with it, does not understand it, and cannot imagine how Xiaoqin lives in that strange world.
According to adults, everyone has his own destiny. Xiaoqin's life may be in that strange world, while his life is in the small mountain village of Zhangjiacun. The two are completely different.
In this case, his long-cherished idea of marrying Xiaoqin as his wife could not be realized, so it was better to give up this idea.
A few days later, he heard from Mrs. Xiao that Xiaoqin had promised to live with a wealthy family in a foreign country and would marry him soon.
