The tortoise shell rushed out of Lin Qingyin’s sea of consciousness and fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Lin Qingyin’s face was pale and closed her eyes. After a while, when the pain of being hit on the consciousness gradually disappeared, she jumped off the bed and picked up the ground. Turtle shell.
This tortoise shell was Lin Qingyin's destiny magic weapon in her previous life. It was a partner she had trained and kept in her divine consciousness. She spent a thousand years with her, and also spent the last thunderstorm with her. Lin Qingyin remembered that she held the tortoise shell that was about to be smashed in her arms before the last sky thunder came down. She thought that the tortoise shell and her body were destroyed by the ashes of the sky thunder, but she did not expect the tortoise shell to shrink and hide. In her sea of knowledge, we came to a new world with her.
Lin Qingyin stroked the lines on the tortoise shell. The tortoise shell felt Lin Qingyin's breath, and she touched her affectionately, and she remained motionless. Lin Qingyin was wiped out in the thunder catastrophe. Although the tortoise shell hid in the sea of consciousness, he had carried a lot of thunder for Lin Qingyin before, but the spirit of the instrument was seriously damaged, and it had already exhausted itself after rushing out of the sea of consciousness. All the aura of it.
Feeling the tortoise shell distressedly, Lin Qingyin gritted his teeth and clicked on the lines on it: "You said how good you are in the sea of consciousness, what are you doing? I don't have enough spiritual energy to cultivate, and now I give you half the score! It's really boring!"
Looking at the tortoise shell that did not respond at all, Lin Qingyin carefully put it on her pillow, and started a gua after washing as usual. Lin Qingyin took out the phone and sent a message to Fatty Wang: " Today you continue to endorse."
After receiving the message, Fatty Wang almost cried: "Master, you don't know how difficult it is to study!"
Lin Qingyin: "..." No, I know!
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In the morning, Father Jiang suddenly jumped up from the bed after opening his eyes, turning his head and pushing his sleeping wife next to him, watching her nervously: "My wife, I dreamt that I signed a five million contract. Received a deposit of 2.5 million yuan."
"It's not a dream. The payment has arrived yesterday. You called someone to overhaul the machine and ordered a batch of raw materials. You also contacted some of our old employees." Mother Jiang lay on the bed and laughed: "Old Jiang, you I’ve asked me more than a dozen times if I’m dreaming, I tell you it’s not a dream, it’s true!"
Father Jiang laughed, excitedly jumped up from the bed to look for clothes: "While we haven't started work, let's hurry up and buy things today, thank you Master. You said it's amazing..." Father Jiang took out a T-shirt. Turned his head and said to Jiang’s mother: “In the past two years, I begged my grandpa to tell my grandma. I have searched for banks, old friends, and old customers, but none of them took care of me. I said that the old Zhao who signed the contract with me this time gave me No matter how much I have eaten behind closed doors, to be honest, I am desperate. I never thought I would have a comeback."
Mother Jiang nodded again and again: "You said that the master is so young, why is he so capable? I am afraid that others will not believe it."
"What do you know, this kind of ability depends on talent." Father Jiang said with a serious analysis: "Some are considered as liars who set up street stalls for a lifetime, and some are like little masters, born to eat this bowl of rice, aura. Now, you don’t need to learn it!"
Mother Jiang couldn't help but laugh at him: "When the little master first entered the door, you didn't wait to see others, and asked them if they had finished writing homework. That is to say, the little master has a bad temper and doesn't care about you. If you change someone, try. , I will give you a change of luck, and it’s not bad if you don’t add a bit of bad luck."
Father Jiang chuckled and said, "Isn't this because my eyes are clumsy!"
The two were talking, and suddenly the door slammed open. Jiang Wei rushed in with his mobile phone excitedly: "Dad, look at the news, Chen Yucheng's company was exposed yesterday, and today it was exposed to a tax evasion scandal. ."
"Let me have a look!" Father Jiang grabbed the phone and looked at the news on it. He had mixed feelings. Before that, Chen Yucheng's company was very busy. He heard that he was planning to expand, but he didn't expect it to appear overnight. So many crises.
The facts were in front of him, and the ghost father Jiang who said it was not Chen Yucheng didn't believe it anymore.
According to what Master Lin said, this is just the beginning of the dumping of the mansion. Winning luck is the most unacceptable thing in the world, and the bitter fruit of Chen Yucheng's important items is still to come.
After breakfast, a family of three hurried to the mall to buy gifts. It was also a headache for Master Lin to give something to Master Lin. Lin Qingyin is too young to feel that it is not appropriate to send antique health products tea, and he feels a little overwhelmed when buying clothes, jewelry, etc. In the end, Jiang Wei thought about it and said that the little master liked jade, so it was better to give one. The permeable jade ornaments, give a red envelope to do my best.
Jiang's father and Jiang's mother also thought that this was a good idea. The family went around the place where the jade was sold and bought a bracelet with good water head. Mother Jiang chose milk and fruit from the supermarket, and a family of three found her community according to the address Lin Qingyin left.
Looking at the old and low buildings and the wires pulling indiscriminately, Father Jiang sighed deeply: "As a master, he doesn't care about foreign objects and doesn't enjoy luxury. No wonder he has such a great ability at a young age."
Jiang Wei: "..." Isn't it because of poverty
Avoiding the paper shells in the corridor, a family of three came to the third floor of Lin's house. As soon as Father Jiang raised his hand to knock on the door, the door opened: "Come in."
Father Jiang was so excited: "Master, have you figured out that we are here?"
Lin Qingyin pointed to the balcony serving as the kitchen indifferently: "I happened to see you here while washing the dishes."
Father Jiang: "...hehe, Master Lin, you are really grounded, and you wash the dishes haha!"
The Lin family has less face than the Jiang family’s old house. There is only one particularly old sofa in the living room. Because the sponge is exposed inside, Qingyin’s mother specially cut out the old sheets and made a sofa cover.
Lin Qingyin didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her small and shabby home, so she pointed to the sofa indifferently and asked them to sit, holding the tortoise shell in her hand and sitting on the chair on the other side.
The three of them put aside the gifts they were carrying, and Mother Jiang quickly took out the bag with the bracelet and the red envelope from her handbag: "We are here to thank the master specially today."
Lin Qingyin stroked the tortoise shell in his hand and smiled faintly at the bright red and yellow color of Jiang Weiming Palace than the previous two days: "The luck that was taken away has returned, and your good fortune is more than that. ."
Father Jiang was overjoyed when he heard the words. He quickly stood up and thanked him again and again. Father Jiang hesitated and asked: "Master, what should I say if Chen Yucheng comes to me? If he tells the truth, will he find someone to tell the master? unfavorable?"
Lin Qingyin chuckled softly: "It's okay, you just return the jade pendant and hat to him, and he will understand. If he really has the ability to ask someone to win him luck, then I would like to see and see who has the courage. Dare to be this big."
Hearing these words, Father Jiang’s mental arithmetic was put in his stomach, and he glanced at the wall clock on the wall. He was also a few minutes away. He was afraid that the stay would affect Lin Qingyin’s practice for a long time, so he winked at his wife and son. The last three people stood up together: "Thank you very much, Master this time. We dare not disturb the Master any more, so let's say goodbye."
"Is it gone?" Lin Qingyin raised his eyebrows: "You forgot what you said at the beginning?"
Father Jiang looked blank: "Huh?"
Lin Qingyin turned around and went back to the room, took out a stack of books and homework, and put them on the round table in the living room: "Didn't you tell me to do my homework?" She took out a chemistry homework and handed it to Mother Jiang: "You help me do this. "Ben." took out the physics book and handed it to Father Jiang: "You write this book." Lin Qingyin beckoned to Jiang Wei again: "You come and help me look at the math homework."
Father Jiang didn't need to look at the content inside, just looking at the word physics, the legs became soft, and the two eyebrows drooped feebly: "Master, my best score in physics is 18 points."
Mother Jiang tremblingly put the chemistry homework back on the table: "Master, my high school is a liberal arts."
Before Lin Qingyin raised his eyebrows, Jiang's father immediately pushed his son in front of Lin Qingyin: "Master, my son is the top student in the college entrance examination. He is all skilled in mathematics, chemistry and physics! Graduated from a well-known university in mathematics! CET-6! You have Just ask him any questions!"
"Right, right, right!" Mother Jiang nodded eagerly: "He has no work now and is available 24 hours a day. It doesn't matter how long I tell you."
Jiang Wei looked helplessly at his parents who sold him cleanly: "...Mom, I want to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination!"
"You must lay the foundation for the postgraduate entrance examination!" Father Jiang, a junior high school graduate, stuffed his physics homework in his arms: "The process you explain to the master is also the process of your review. You will definitely be able to pass the exam after completing the course for the master. Postgraduate."
Jiang Wei: "...!!!"
You are really my father!
"Make up lessons!" Lin Qingyin pondered for a moment. When the original master's academic performance deteriorated, Qingyin's mother also considered asking her a tutor to make up lessons. However, the cost of making up hundreds of lessons per class scared off this less affluent family. Apart from letting her work hard, the whole family dare not even think about asking people to come back to make up lessons.
Lin Qingyin pinched the thickness of the red envelope sent by Jiang's mother. Is this the money just sent and ready to make it back
Thinking of the teacher's words before the holiday that the report is not allowed until the homework is completed, Lin Qingyin sighed: "How much does it cost to make up a lesson?"
Father Jiang: "...???"
Mother Jiang: "...???"
Father Jiang: "No money is needed! It's free!"
Mother Jiang took out a wad of money and stuffed it into Jiang Wei's hands: "Remember to invite the master to dinner at noon. You can't let the master spend the money!"
Lin Qingyin turned to look at Jiang Wei: "Then you stay!"
Jiang Wei: "???"
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Father Jiang came out of Lin Qingyin's house and went straight to the factory. There were a lot of things to do when the factory resumed work. He couldn't wait to live in the factory and watch the order delivery to be relieved. Mother Jiang was worried that Chen Yucheng would come to find faults in the past few days, and planned to stay at home during this time so that he would not scare the two elderly people.
As soon as she walked to the community, Mother Jiang was very happy to see her mother-in-law and a group of old ladies sitting under the shade of the trees, not knowing what they were talking about. Seeing Mother Jiang's figure, the old lady of the Jiang family immediately waved at her with a puff fan: "Daughter-in-law, come over and talk to them about the little master."
Mother Jiang walked over in confusion, and an aunt enthusiastically contributed her extra Mazar: "Just the little girl who said that Mrs. Li said that the fortune-telling was accurate was really transported to your house? Your mother-in-law said it was evil to us. I can't believe it."
This is a good thing to make Lin Qingyin famous, Jiang Mu immediately said: "It's not a transfer, it's because my family has been calculated. The master understands it when he arrives and breaks the law set by the other party. It takes only a few minutes after breaking the law. , Lao Jiang got an order of 5 million yuan, do you think this little master is great?"
"Five million!!!" The eyes of the old ladies were almost staring out: "Is it a coincidence?"
Mother Jiang smiled: "It's a coincidence. Why didn't it happen when we accompany all the smiles and all the good things? And..." Mother Jiang grinned his teeth: "The house that gave us the black hand has already begun to suffer retribution. , The news is coming out."
The old ladies were convinced when they heard the news, and they hurriedly took out their mobile phones and put on reading glasses to make appointments for fortune-telling. An old lady who was a step slower watched her companions have already uttered the voice, and suddenly complained a little angrily about her old man: "I said that it’s an early calculation. My old man still doesn’t believe it. I don’t know if it will be done. when to go."
Fatty Wang, who was dying at home and his family secrets, was startled by the sound of WeChat reminders one after another. He turned on the phone and saw that all he wanted to make an appointment was for fortune-telling.
Fatty Wang, who almost fell asleep on his back, immediately got in his spirits and excitedly sent Lin Qingyin a WeChat: "Master, is it suitable to set up a stall tomorrow?"
A few minutes later, Lin Qingyin replied: "At 5:30 tomorrow morning, under the old tree in the Civic Park, it's only ten trigrams!"