"Monsters! There are monsters in the bird!"
The old Taoist priest got up from the bed in a panic.
Xihe held him down: "Uncle, what kind of monster? You are drunk."
The girl's face was full of smiles and her words were firm. The old Taoist priest couldn't help but stop his movements and looked around. He saw the unfilial grandson who had reunited yesterday sitting in front of the bed. There were white clouds outside the house. Everything was normal. Where could there be any monsters?
He breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the bed, patted his chest and gasped: "I'm so scared to death, I thought I met a monster!"
Xihe handed him a bowl of water: "Don't worry, even if there are monsters, they won't find you a bad old man. The meat is old and poor, and there is no chew."
Old Taoist Priest: "...If you don't know how to speak, just shut up!"
If you take advantage of the opportunity, you will harm him, and you will not respect your teacher at all. Huh, you raised me in vain!
After having breakfast, the old Taoist priest took the flags and went to set up a stall again. Xihe followed behind with Yuanbao.
For the first time, he was extraordinarily honest today. He lowered his head and followed behind without saying a word. The old Taoist priest was curious: "Where did you pick this up? You are stupid, you left yesterday and he didn't even know to chase you."
White and tender, with a look of ignorance on the world, he couldn't be the missing young master of someone's family, right?
The old Taoist priest was a little panicked and was already thinking about running away... Xihe bought a candied haws and handed it to Yuan Bao: "Oh, a small mountain village, without a father or a mother."
Yuan Bao took a lick, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he took a big bite.
Xihe rolled his eyes and straightened his hair that was askew. The young man tilted his head and gave her a toothy smile.
Old Taoist Priest: ...Okay, he doesn't care.
The town has a small flow of people, and only villagers from several nearby villages come and go. People only come to have their fortunes told during festivals. There is almost no business on weekdays. In order to make a living, the old Taoist priest also takes up reading and writing letters. .
From morning to noon, Cai Jiangjiang earned three pennies.
Xihe clicked his tongue and shook his head. He was so angry that the old Taoist priest wanted to hit someone. Xihe said directly: "Come here, let you see my true ability."
The old Taoist priest rolled his eyes, but was stunned by Xihe's operation.
It was noon, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street. A few scholars in the teahouse opposite were holding books and shaking their heads, and the waiter was sitting on the doorstep, drowsy... Xihe directly said to the waiter, your wife is going to give birth.
The waiter laughed loudly: "Taoist priest, my daughter-in-law is only nine months old and hasn't arrived yet."
Xihe smiled and said nothing. Within a few minutes, there were hurried footsteps on the street, and a short, fat little old lady ran over: "Shuanzi, your wife has given birth. Hurry, go home!"
Waiter:! ! !
Old Taoist priest:! ! !
The waiter ran away in a hurry, and the scholar upstairs put down his book.
Until he was squeezed out of the stall and squatted on the street corner with Yuan Bao, the old Taoist priest looked at the stall surrounded by the crowd and still couldn't believe that this damn girl actually learned a real skill?
Yuan Bao nodded: "Master is very powerful!"
After meeting such a powerful fortune teller, the neighbors were so excited that they ran over to ask Xihe to tell his fortune without even doing any work. They reluctantly left until it was getting late, and told Xihe to remember to come back tomorrow.
Xihe looked at the old Taoist priest: "How is it?"
The old Taoist priest held his breath: "You have met a good master."
Humph, anyway, he and the old liar are just cheating.
Xihe laughed, and when he saw his face turned dark, he said, "Then do you want to come with us? Wander around the world."
