"Auntie also wants to buy one?"
"Hey, how can I have that money?" The aunt approached Lin Qian mysteriously, "The Year of the Crane is back. You are young and don't know what's going on here. Let me tell you, this house where Mu Laoqi lives, It’s from the Year of the Crane.”
Lin Qian pretended to know this all the time, "You are really well-informed."
"That's not true." The aunt's tone was full of excitement. "Now that's good, they come back to ask for a house. Let's see how long this old gangster can keep talking."
"Then this house must be returned to others?"
"You kid is talking nonsense. He Nian has all the certificates in his hand. You must return them to him."
"Then so many people are gathering here now, what kind of trouble are they causing?"
"No, Mu Lao Qijiang is refusing to give up his place, and the village chief is doing ideological work with him.
Alas, your parents haven't gotten up yet? Go and ask your adults to see that Mu Laoqi is deflated.
Hurry up, I've got all the melon seeds ready for them. "
Okay, okay!
Lin's father and Lin's mother had gotten up early. Her house was not well soundproofed. Whatever was noisy outside could be heard clearly inside.
When Lin Qian entered the room, she saw two people each carrying a bowl of white porridge and drinking it.
Dahuang squatted under the table, looking at this and that.
Seeing Lin Qian come in, Mother Lin said to her, "You know, don't go next door to watch the fun. His family is very sinister. If you go today, you will be resented by him tomorrow."
Lin Qian was not afraid of being hated by him. Even in the realm of the upper world, anyone who dared to hate her would be killed by her.
But she didn't want to join in the fun. The quarrel was all talk and no technical content. "I definitely won't go."
"Hurry and serve the porridge. There is an omelette in the pot. Remember to eat it."
Lin Qian looked at the lone fried egg in the pot...
How?
She had only been home for a day, and she felt extremely guilty.
"I'm going to work today, and your dad is also going to town to buy things. You'll probably be at home for lunch by yourself." Mother Lin asked, "Don't you remember to cook some food?"
"You know, I can still starve myself?"
Mother Lin promised, "When I get off work in the afternoon, I will come back and prepare a table of decent dishes for you."
Lin's mother worked in a flower pot factory in the town, trimming the edges of flower pots, and the salary was not high.
There are few employment opportunities in the town. She thinks that at her age and in poor health, it would be difficult to find other job opportunities.
So I cherish this job very much.
The main thing is to cherish the salary that this job brings.
Normally, as long as the factory is open for work, she will never be late for leave. Yesterday, her back pain was unbearable, so she took a day off at home.
At half past six, she got on her little electric donkey and set off on time.
Before leaving, she didn't forget to tell Lin Qian that she should lock the courtyard door and gate at home, and don't let Rhubarb go out into the wild.
As soon as Mother Lin left, Father Lin also wanted to go out.
He first patted Lin Qian's shoulder and said, "Have a good rest at home." Then he patted Da Huang on the head and said, "Take good care of the house."
This exact same gesture is so weird.
Is Da Huang on the same level as her, or is she on the same level as Da Huang?
There is only one person and one dog left in the family.
Da Huang suddenly jumped on the spot and began to circle around Lin Qian, "A Qian! Come out as another baby! Transform into another one!"
Good guy, I'm addicted to black dragon skin.
Lin Qian held down the restless rhubarb and said, "If you eat too much, it will turn into a bitch. Do you still want to eat it?"
Dahuang tilted his head, "What is a dog spirit? Does it have five legs?"
"Five legs is unlikely." Lin Qian deliberately teased it, "However, multiple tails are possible."
"What? Multiple tails? How strange is that? Is the little bitch still willing to pay attention to me?
Wait a minute…"
"You can understand what I'm saying!" Dahuang threw himself on Lin Qian, whining happily, "I've been teaching you for so long, and you can finally understand what I'm saying!"
Lin Qian pinched the back of its neck and lifted it to the ground, "Calm down."
"Aqian~" Ahuang rubbed his furry head against Lin Qian's calf, rubbing the hair all over her pants, "You can also teach your dad, it's hard for me to talk to him~"
This can't be taught.
"Here, I'll give you a piece of treasure. You go to the side and nibble on it." Lin Qian learned her lesson. The black rubber she took out this time was only half the size of the last time. She saved the rhubarb and fell asleep again after eating it.
Lin Qian has serious things to do now.
Money is everywhere, but there is a rejuvenation pill in hand that can make money.
This elixir has another sales target who is easy to take the bait.
But considering the retribution of heaven, especially since she was struck by heaven not long ago, she had to be cautious.
She still had to predict whether the man named Mu Henian could be saved.
A person like her who has become an immortal is inherently connected to the way of heaven and can ask about numerology variables in the simplest way.
But there is something special about Lin Qian, that is, her fortune telling has never been accurate before.
I remember that when I was in another world, before I became an immortal, many of my fellow disciples were deceived by her hexagrams.
Calculating the directions of good and bad luck, if she calculates the good fortune in the east, it must be the bad luck in the east.
Calculating the fate of mortals, if she calculates that someone is kind and will be blessed later, if she doesn't save it, that person will die violently tomorrow, so he must not be a good person.
In short, her hexagrams have always been outrageous.
But this outrageous hexagram is not because she has no talent for divination.
On the contrary, she is very proficient in the art of divination.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be that many fellow disciples lining up to jump into the hole she dug.
Later she thought that probably because she was not from that world, Heaven would not respond to her correct message.
Since returning to the original world, she has become more certain of this guess.
Because before she was struck by lightning, she had become an immortal and was telling her fortune.
And the question she asked Supplement was: Why couldn't she carve out space? Is it because she doesn't belong here?
Now that I think about it, I was really short-handed in calculating that hexagram.
The situation is like her sneaking into someone else's house, and then asking the owner, why can't I open your safe? Because I'm not your family?
People are not allowed to call the police!
She must not be struck by lightning!
Lin Qian, who wanted to understand, said: ...Fuck you!
She didn't want to go there on her own. Since God couldn't tolerate her, why not let her come back sooner!
Putting aside distracting thoughts, Lin Qian calmed down.
Don't look back on the past, and it's useless to dwell on it.
The most important thing now is to give Mu Henian a fortune and see if he can be cured.
Lin Qian took out a one-yuan coin from the corner of the chair, held it in her hand and said: "Calculate whether Mu Henian can be saved. If the number is up, he will be saved, otherwise he will not be saved... Don't give me the one that stands up. Damn it, be careful I scold you every day from now on."
After chanting, throw the coin.
As expected, the coin fell to the ground peacefully.
If the number is upward, it can be saved.
Next door to Lin Qian's house.
Mu Laoqi and his wife were pounding the table excitedly.
"You just took the money!" He pointed at the village chief's nose and cursed: "You took the dirty money to help outsiders bully the villagers. You have no conscience."
