At 5:30 in the morning, Lin Qingyin appeared next to the ancient tree in the Civic Park on time. At this time, there were already a lot of old and aunts who had moved to the old tree. Even Zhang, who believed that Lin Qingyin was a liar at first, also twisted. Come over and join in the fun.
Aunt Zhang and Granny Jiang are good friends who have been with each other for many years. No one knows the situation of Jiang's family better than her. Seeing that Jiang's family has only flourished for a few days, Aunt Zhang's heart also began to mumble, it's difficult. Isn't this little girl really capable
Curious about Lin Qingyin in her heart, Aunt Zhang couldn't help joining the crowd. Fortune-telling is not cheap, but it does not cost money to watch the excitement. If one or two are accurate, it can be said to be a coincidence.
Aunt Zhang looked at Lin Qingyin sitting cross-legged under the old tree like a decent, and she was surprised that she couldn't understand how such a big girl would actually be in the profession of fortune-telling.
After Lin Qingyin sat down, he still grabbed the stones to arrange the formation. Fatty Wang had already seen Lin Qingyin's formation with stones at Jiang's house. He was particularly discerning and asked the uncles and aunts to withdraw from a place. Put the Mazha I brought in front of Lin Qingyin, this is for the guests who come to fortune telling.
Lin Qingyin threw out the stones in her hand like playing, but each stone fell exactly where she wanted. Looking at Fatty Wang’s hot sweating fat face and the uncles and aunts who kept fanning their fans, Lin Qingyin included Fatty Wang and the empty Ma Zha in front of them.
When Lin Qingyin threw the last stone, Fat Wang immediately felt that the heat in the air had dropped, and the cool breeze slowly passed by, making him extremely comfortable. Fatty Wang looked at Lin Qingyin and couldn't wait to throw his body to the ground. For a fat guy, there is nothing happier than having a cool breeze outdoors in summer!
After cooling off, Fatty Wang worked vigorously. He took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and said loudly: "Number one, Wang Shufen."
"I, I, I!" An aunt who had been staring at her for a long time suddenly jumped over at a speed completely incompatible with her posture, sat down on the horse, and looked at the surrounding crowd a little embarrassed. He lowered his voice and said to Lin Qingyin, not embarrassed: "Master, I can't make up my mind about something."
Lin Qingyin handed her a piece of paper and pen: "Write a word."
Aunt Wang told her fortune for the first time, and she didn't quite understand the meaning of writing. A knowledgeable person next to her told her: "You can think of a word, write whatever you want, and the master can guess what you want to test based on the words you write."
Aunt Wang took the pen without knowing what to write, and subconsciously wrote a common and simple word "天".
Lin Qingyin read the words and then looked at Aunt Wang's face: "It has been five or six years since your wife passed away?"
Aunt Wang suddenly widened her eyes: "This year happens to be the sixth year." Thinking of the lost lover, Aunt Wang sighed: "He has no luck. He has suffered all his life and dragged his children up, and he would let go if he didn't enjoy the blessing for a day. I was left alone. To be honest, I didn’t know how to come here for the first two or three years. My children worked in the field, and I was alone during the day and night, so I just came out to dance and climb the mountain in the past few years. opened."
Lin Qingyin clicked on the word "Tian" with his finger: "Heaven, two people are also paired together, and the couple will become a married couple." Lin Qingyin looked at Aunt Wang with bright eyes: "What you want to ask today is your marriage."
The onlookers laughed kindly, and Aunt Wang turned her head back and waved them twice in embarrassment: "Go on the edge, don't make a fuss, or I won't let you listen."
The old neighbors immediately closed their mouths in cooperation, and Lin Qingyin smiled: "Did you bring your horoscopes?"
"Take it!" Aunt Wang took out the note written a long time ago and handed it to Lin Qingyin, with a bit of anxiety and expectation on her face: "In fact, I haven't dared to tell the children yet. I just want to go ahead. Calculate whether we succeed or not. If it succeeds, I will ask the children for their opinions. If it does not succeed, I will not bother so much, so as not to make the children embarrassed."
Lin Qingyin glanced at the eight characters on it, without having to count it, and said directly: "Heaven is in harmony with the earth, Yin and Yang and the five elements are matched. It is a good marriage. You are the one who has the good fortune of the night and the two earlobes. You don't have to worry about your children. The opposition." Lin Qingyin said and wrote a string of dates under the two characters: "August 16 this year is a day for weddings, and it fits your characters."
Aunt Wang couldn't close her smiling mouth, and happily took out a thousand yuan and handed it over: "I will go home and call the child. If the happy event is set, I will invite the little master to have a wedding drink."
Lin Qingyin smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll be happy when I turn around."
Aunt Wang hummed a small song and left contentedly. The people watching the crowd were so excited that they looked at Lin Qingyin's eyes brighter. It's really amazing to be able to see so many things by the little master just by writing a simple word of heaven.
The second fortune-teller was an old man surnamed Li. He seemed to want to rub the old aunt Wang's fortune, and he wrote the word "天" on the paper without saying anything. Aunt Li, who was watching the excitement next to her, couldn't help but laughed: "I will test this too, hurry home and have a wedding event. It's a good marriage."
The people around laughed. At this moment, Lin Qingyin asked calmly, "Is this asking about marriage for your son?"
Old man Li looked at Lin Qingyin, "How can you tell that I didn't ask for myself?"
Lin Qingyin smiled: "From the look of your face, your husband and wife are in a good relationship, and both of you are in good health. You still want to do it for yourself. Are you afraid that your wife will take you with a broom?"
Someone who knew Old Man Li immediately smirked and laughed. Many of Old Man Li's daughter-in-laws knew him. They were very straightforward but had a temperament. In recent years, Old Man Li has been picked up by his daughter-in-law.
Seeing Lin Qingyin, the old man saw through his mind. He also calculated that he had a son. He was very convinced of her. He quickly wrote his son's horoscope: "I just want to count for my son. Let the master say last month. My son had a blind date. I saw that the little girl was fine, so I wanted them to settle the marriage as soon as possible. You can help me see if the two of them have any drama."
Lin Qingyin looked at the "天" and birth date on the paper, then raised his head and asked Old Man Li: "Is there a picture of your son?" After a pause, Lin Qingyin added: "If you don't add a filter, it won't be beautiful. real picture."
The current mobile phone camera is really terrible. It is possible to turn a face into another, and the good-looking ones can't wait for people to live in the beauty camera. The photographer is happy, but it is hard for the fortune teller. A shallow fine line can affect the result of the fortune telling, not to mention this kind of grinding off the lines and spots on the face, and adjusting the eyes, nose and lips. It’s not a good picture.
Actually, it’s best to look at it in person, but many young people don’t believe this, and grandparents are afraid that they will be scolded if they let their children know, so most of them keep it secret. That is to say, Lin Qingyin is very capable, and he can figure out whichever one is alone. The more photos are just to verify the results of his calculations, so as not to get into trouble.
Uncle Li flipped through the phone and finally found out that he secretly took pictures of his son watching TV on May 1st. Uncle Li is an old-style camera. There is no beauty filter function at all, but the pixels are just a bit close.
Lin Qingyin looked at the photo and returned the phone to Uncle Li, shook his head at him.
Uncle Li got anxious when he saw it: "Why Wang Shufen wrote a heavenly character and you praise her to heaven? If I write a heavenly character, then you shake your head? Master, you can't be sexist."
Lin Qingyin clicked on the words on the paper: "Testing a character is not only to look at what the character is written, but also to see how it is written, and it must be deduced in conjunction with the eight characters."
"Look at the Tianzi you wrote. One is long and thick on the top alone, and the big characters below seem to be independent on the bottom." Lin Qingyin raised his head and glanced at Old Man Li: "One big, one person dominates. Whether it's from It can be seen from words or face that your son has a very tough attitude towards the other half, right?"
Old man Li's expression changed. He knew his son's virtues. Although he didn't have a girlfriend and his performance was not obvious, he did have this tendency in his speech. Old man Li was also very puzzled about this. He was so afraid of his wife, how could he raise a son so stubborn.
Lin Qingyin returned the paper to him: "Your son hasn't had any signs of a happy event in the past two years. Naturally, he has nothing to do with that girl. By the way, I might not listen to what I said. If your son doesn't change it. His concept, even if married, will not go smoothly."
"Is there a chance to change his face?" Old man Li moved forward expectantly and dismounted Maza: "Then master, please go to my house and let him change the method!"
Lin Qingyin smiled: "I am not a monster and can do anything. Go back and educate yourself. Fatty, collect the money, next!"
Old man Li gave the money depressedly, and took out his cell phone to call his son, "Chaoming, how is your blind date this time? You don't see her frequently recently, when will you invite her? Come and sit at home?"
"What? It's divided? You don't know why?" Old man Li exploded as soon as he heard it, and roared angrily: "You don't know, I know, hurry up and give me home after get off work tonight, and don't let your mother. Give you a broomstick, I think you never know why!"
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Uncles and aunts are concerned with nothing more than the marriage of their children and grandchildren, and their children’s academic career. For Lin Qingyin, counting this kind of thing is like a math problem that equals one plus one. Just open your mouth and do nothing at all. . But for those who came to the fortune teller, there was a thought about the things that had been lingering in the heart, and the heart settled down.
After counting the ten, Lin Qingyin stood up and prepared to close the stall. The aunts and grandpas who had been watching the excitement for a long time looked for the little master to be very excited about the fortune-telling.
Judging from this morning, the little master can't tell whether the family is a son or a daughter, how many children are there, whether the family is harmonious or widows and loneliness, needless to say, people will know at a glance. Although some of the calculated things may not be fulfilled for a while, they can also be seen on the spot. It is like the old man yelling at the phone with a dark face. At first glance, he knew that his son was dumped by a girl. .
One thousand yuan for fortune-telling is not cheap in the eyes of many people, but in the eyes of such an aunt who spends a few thousand on health care products, it is absolutely worth it!
Seeing Lin Qingyin began to close the word scrolls on the ground, the grandfathers and aunts who watched the excitement couldn't sit still: "Little Master, will you come for fortune-telling tomorrow?"
Fatty Wang immediately took out his mobile phone: "It is still the old rule. Register in advance to make an appointment. If you have WeChat, add WeChat. If you don't have WeChat, leave my phone number. As for whether you will come for fortune-telling tomorrow, it depends on the little master's time!" Turning his head to ask Lin Qingyin, "Little Master, is tomorrow still considered?"
Lin Qingyin shook her head, "I will come here again in seven days." After she finished speaking, she reached out and clicked on one of the old men in t-shirts: "You will wait for me here at 3 o'clock in the afternoon."
The uncles and aunts immediately moved their sights to the old man. For a while, they didn't know whether to envy or sympathize with him. They could be singled out by the little master, and the things they encountered were not small.
After finishing the hexagram, Lin Qingyin touched the bulging backpack. Fat Chao Wang, who was in a good mood, showed a row of white teeth: "Find a delicious place. I'll treat you to breakfast."
"Then you have a good relationship. Let's eat it at this Ruyi wonton shop." Fatty Wang rubbed his hands happily, "I am definitely the only one who can be invited to dinner by the little master."
"Well, it's not just you." Lin Qingyin took out his mobile phone and made a jerky call: "I'm going to invite the little teacher who will give me supplementary lessons. He will have to give me lessons in a while. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold it."