The few people sitting in the Westinghouse saw that the sorrow on Marui's face was gone, and they left with their daughter happily. They knew that Lin Qingyin would definitely help her solve the child's affairs. Suddenly all of them couldn't sit still, and they all craned their necks and looked out, wanting Lin Qingyin to do the calculations for himself.
Lin Qingyin came over to see the remaining five people, and immediately understood: "Everyone has heard before, two thousand and five hexagrams, this is the cost of simple fortune-telling. If you come to see Fengshui or tap Yin points, you will be charged extra. "
This person is simple and cunning. There is an old lady surnamed Wang, who made her eyes go round and pulled Lin Qingyin aside: "Qingyin, I know your family very well, and your father still cares. My name is Auntie, when our family is so close, you ask me whether it’s okay to collect so much money? It’s a joke to spread it out! In fact, I don’t want to not give money, it’s just that I don’t care about the Chinese New Year. Don't join hands. In this way, you will count it for me first, and I will assign the money to you when the next time comes."
Lin Qingyin stretched out her hand to push her grasping her arm away, and looked up at her. Granny Wang was glanced at by Lin Qingyin's clear eyes, and she suddenly panicked. But remembering just now that Ma Rui had only sold a few miserable words and didn't spend any money, she was considered a guilty word. She looked back confidently again. Since Ma Rui didn't spend any money, she definitely didn't spend it.
Lin Qingyin knew that this person was not enough to take advantage of her face, and there were no other major problems, but this one alone was enough to make people boring.
"In this village, as long as my dad can call the old man, old lady, uncle, uncle, and aunt, this relationship is too unwilling."
As soon as Lin Qingyin's voice fell, a group of people in the room burst into laughter. Mrs. Zheng unceremoniously snatched the tea cup from Mrs. Wang's hand, and made no secret of her disapproval: "Ms. Wang, if you don’t take advantage all the time, do you think you are at a loss? How old is my granddaughter? , How are you embarrassed to say this. If you want to pay, hurry up and get out if you don’t have money. To be honest, I really don’t want my granddaughter to count this. Tired."
Mrs. Wang ignored Mrs. Zheng and stared at Lin Qingyin. She felt that the little girl couldn't bear the pleading, and she was embarrassed to ask for money if she was a little bit pitiful.
To do a full set of drama, the old lady Wang took a step back and covered her eyes with her hand, and said in a choked voice: "I have been watching the Chinese New Year, and I have two hundred yuan in my pocket. There is nothing for the new year at home. If I didn’t really have something to calculate, I wouldn’t have come here. I’m really out of luck.”
Who is Lin Qingyin? She only needs to look at what's the situation in this person's family. She is naturally willing to help someone like Ma Rui who is really difficult and not bad in character, but it's just a matter of effort. . But for the kind of people who are obviously taking advantage, Lin Qingyin will naturally not give him face.
Seeing Granny Wang crying miserably, Lin Qingyin smiled faintly at her: "From the looks of you, your two sons are both in business, right? Even though they don't have a lot of money, they are not poor people. , Are they so unfilial?"
Looking at Granny Wang’s visibly frozen body, Lin Qingyin’s voice was obviously smiling: "I hate people who are unfilial. Although I can’t do fortunes for you for free, I can vent your anger for you for free. For example, making your two sons lose money and go bankrupt, these are not difficult for me."
The old lady shook her two hands in fright, her mouth was a little bit unfavorable: "There is nothing I said nonsense, my two sons can be filial, and they send me money every month, and they say they want to pick them up. I'm going out to celebrate the New Year."
Lin Qingyin chuckled twice. Although she didn't say anything, the indifferent expression she made was enough to scare the old lady Wang.
In fact, everyone in the room believed that Lin Qingyin had some abilities. After all, the scene where she cleaned up Granny Zhou was obvious to all. The old lady Zhou just said that Lin Qingyin was a liar, and Lin Qingyin didn't even need to count it, she directly stated Zhou Lao San's prison disaster, and even figured out where she hid.
Just now when Lin Qingyin and Ma Rui were in the East Room fortune-telling, they both went out to watch the fun. The police went directly to the apple orchard according to the clues provided by Lin Xu and blocked the old lady Zhou who had come to inform the news. By the way, they had not woken up yet. Zhou Laosan caught up. Old lady Zhou cried all the way to the entrance of the village. She just ran into the family of the victim who had been severely injured by Zhou Laosan in the neighboring village after hearing the news.
How happily Mrs. Wang laughed when she watched Mrs. Zhou's jokes just now, how scared this time. Her two sons really go home every month to make money, but she really doesn’t know what kind of business they are doing outside, whether they have done anything wicked, in case there is something shameful by Lin Qingyin. , Didn't she cheat her son.
With tears from her sleeve, the old lady immediately showed a brilliant smile: "I'm telling a joke, my son is filial, and he just gave me five thousand yuan two days ago, and he will pick me up in a few days. Spring Festival is coming."
"Isn't it only two hundred?" Lin Qingyin asked coolly, "Now there are five thousand?"
"What I mean is that I have two hundred yuan in my pocket. Actually, I have money in my bank card, and I also have it at home." The old lady sneered and rubbed her hands: "Well, I'll go home and get the money."
Lin Qingyin touched the tortoise shell in his pocket, and asked casually, "Who do you want to count for?"
Mrs. Wang said quickly, "I will count it for my son and daughter-in-law."
Lin Qingyin knew that it was definitely a son's thing when she heard it, and she couldn't help but feel a little bored. She didn't understand what these old ladies were thinking about, but the son was so precious? It's ignorant and unreasonable whether you can get rich or get rich if you have a son, or you can say that life is worry-free.
Lin Qingyin gave her a disgusting look: "Don't ask me questions like when will boys or girls give birth to sons, I don't count!" Seeing Granny Wang's posture that she wants to continue to be crooked, Lin Qingyin hehes: "Since you and my grandma are in the same village, I would advise you, don’t always think it’s a good thing to take advantage of others, maybe you have to return it anytime. You look in the mirror to see the lines on your lifespan. A single pattern represents a disaster. It may be an accident or a disease. This is the accumulation of the advantages you have taken over the years."
Mrs. Wang was dumbfounded. Lin Qingyin looked at the remaining three people, clicked on a forty or fifty-year-old woman sitting on the edge of the kang and said, "I count you first."
Seeing Lin Qingyin pointed to herself, Ma Xiuling immediately handed Lin Qingyin the money she had taken from her home in front of everyone, which was not a lot of two thousand five hundred yuan.
Seeing Ma Xiuling's refreshing behavior, the others walked around and looked at Granny Wang, whose face was red and white in panic. Looking at the mirror of Mrs. Zheng's house, Mrs. Wang didn't know which part Lin Qingyin was talking about. She saw walnut patterns all over her face.
Watching Lin Qingyin take Ma Xiuling to the East House, Mrs. Wang didn’t know what to do. She liked taking advantage but she was also shrewd. She knew that she was disgusted by Lin Qingyin. Even if she paid for it, she might not take care of it. Own. But on the other hand, people at her age are most afraid of disasters. She has only had a good life for a few years before she can't bear to die.
Looking at the money she was holding in her hand, Mrs. Wang thought about it seriously for a moment. With a painful expression on her face, the family members on the Kang shared one hundred: "I have not taken any of your family's things in these years, but I bought them at that time. Yeah!"
The old lady Zheng raised up the one hundred dollars in her hand and laughed, "It's really rare that the iron cock has plucked its hair! But for all these years, you have more than one hundred things to walk down the trees in my house?"
Old Mrs. Zhu quickly echoed: "That is, did you force the chestnut mushrooms that my grandson dug under the chestnut tree last year? That stuff is rare now. You can sell them for more than 100 yuan. , That's not counting the other things you picked from my home!"
Mrs. Wang couldn't even speak out when she was run, but she understood what she had done herself, and knew that she was not talking nonsense. Reaching out to touch the wrinkles on her face, Mrs. Wang gritted her teeth: "Okay, I'll pay you back when I turn around!"
"This is what you said!" Old Mrs. Zhu immediately followed up: "If you don't mean anything, we can ask the master to sue."
Mrs. Wang reluctantly replied, and left with a calm face, and everyone in the room laughed. Almost all the people in the village were escorted by Mrs. Wang. The fruit on the vegetable trees in any field was treated like his own. Mrs. Wang would pick it whenever he wanted to eat. When I went to someone’s house, I saw the fresh snacks they bought for their children and put them in their pockets. The villagers were really annoyed by her love of taking advantage of her. But let's quarrel with her, they will let you say with a smile, it really makes you suffocated.
Seeing that Lin Qingyin cleaned up the iron cock and plucked the hair of Mrs. Wang, everyone felt relieved, and some people even went to the village to publicize the story for Mrs. Wang tomorrow, asking everyone to ask Mrs. Wang for money, and see her pay it later. Don't dare to go to other people's homes to get things.
Westinghouse laughed and laughed, but Ma Xiuling of the East House looked sad and didn't know how to talk to the girl who was less than twenty years old in front of her about her marriage.
Lin Qingyin looked at Ma Xiuling's face, then took a hand to look at her palm prints, and then asked, "Do you have a son and a daughter? You have a prosperous school and are all people who can read."
When Ma Xiuling heard Lin Qingyin mention her pride, she couldn't help but smile: "Yes, my son graduated from graduate school last year and had a good job. He can earn 20,000 yuan a month. Stocks or something; my daughter is also a graduate student and will graduate next year, but I still want to study for a Ph.D.
Speaking of her children, Ma Xiuling smiled contentedly: "I don't have much culture, but it is my greatest pride in my life to cultivate two talents."
"That's not great!" Lin Qingyin said: "Your son can buy a house by himself for a few years, and your daughter can afford to pay for the tuition by himself. You have no worries at all, so why don't you get a divorce?"
Ma Xiuling opened her eyes suddenly and stammered: "Did you see it?"
Lin Qingyin sighed lightly: "You look in the mirror for yourself, the bruising on your eyes hasn't disappeared yet!"
Ma Xiuling hurriedly lowered her head and touched the position of her eye socket, and she felt a little pain when she touched it slightly. She has been married for 30 years, but suffered more than 20 years of domestic violence. No one in the village imagined that her seemingly honest husband was actually a thug who beat her at every turn.
When she was young, she was beaten and went home and cried, but what she faced was the incomprehension and reprimand of her parents. In their eyes, it was normal for the young couple to fight and start their hands. How could it be that this was not enough, and it was spread out a lot. Make people laugh. Not only did Ma Xiuling fail to get comfort in her natal family, she was rather disconcerted and told her to go home honestly and not to speak out, let alone the idea of divorce.
To file a complaint at the mother-in-law's house is even more boring. After all, she is a son who is not sincere in scolding. On the contrary, she has to ridicule her with a gun and a stick.
At that time, Ma Xiuling wanted to divorce, but she didn't know what to do if she got divorced. She has no home to go back, no place to go, all her meager salary is spent on the household, and she has no savings. Most importantly, she was reluctant to bear her two children. She was afraid that when she left, her husband would vent his anger on the child.
Yiren endured it for more than ten years. Although she tried to conceal it, the two children still found out that she was subjected to domestic violence all the year round. Ma Xiuling's son was already in junior high school, and he was 1.8 meters taller than his father. His strong muscles and forbearing fists made his father an instant cocksucker, and he repeatedly promised that he would not hit anyone again.
Those years were rare and stable days for Ma Xiuling, but when her son was in college and her daughter was not at home in high school, Ma Xiuling’s husband’s anger that had been holding back for several years finally vented, drinking some alcohol and found an excuse to almost fracture her. . Only then did Ma Xiuling know that the devil is a demon after all, and it will not change over time, but will only get worse.
At that time, Ma Xiuling had the idea of divorce again, but her husband saw her thoughts at a glance, and directly pointed out that if she was driven away, he would not pay a penny for the tuition of the children in the future, and let them all go out to work.
Ma Xiuling calculated her savings. Even if her son can work to earn tuition and living expenses, her money is not enough for her daughter to finish high school, so she bears it again. She thinks that she can run away when her sons and daughters can support themselves. She was out of the clutches, but at this time she was really scared again.
It was easy for her to leave, but looking at her husband's somewhat muddy eyes numbed by alcohol, she worried that he would go to his son’s company and daughter’s school to make trouble. Her life had been ruined, and she didn’t want that bastard to ruin him. The future of children.
But no one wants to be beaten so endlessly, so after hearing that Lin Qingyin would be fortune-telling, Ma Xiuling came, and she wanted Lin Qingyin to give her an idea.
After telling Lin Qingyin about her distress, Ma Xiuling's eyes were filled with despair: "I really can't stand it and want to get a divorce, but he really has no bottom line. I'm afraid he can't make trouble, so I will make trouble with my child."
Lin Qingyin touched the last stone and said, "It's not impossible to get a divorce. It depends on whether you have the courage?"
Ma Xiuling smiled bitterly: "If I didn't want to leave the stain of murderous mothers on my children, I really want to stab him to death! As long as we can get a happy divorce and let him stop disturbing the lives of the three of us, I am willing to do anything. !"
Lin Qingyin stretched out a finger on her body, using aura to arouse all the scars and hidden injuries on her body. Seeing the blue and purple on the back of her hand, Ma Xiuling rolled up her sleeves abruptly, revealing an arm with almost no good skin.
"Master, what is going on?"
Compared with Ma Xiuling's panic, Lin Qingyin seemed particularly calm: "Dare you go to the police?"
Ma Xiuling hesitated, and immediately nodded firmly: "I dare!"
"Okay!" Lin Qingyin smiled: "From the look of your face, your marriage is not impossible to break away, but the key lies in yourself. If you weren't worried too much, you could get rid of it long ago. Married. Besides, I don’t agree with your silent self-sacrifice idea. You should explain the situation to your children earlier. Maybe they are stronger than you think."
Ma Xiuling immediately asked: "You mean he won't trouble my children in the future?"
Lin Qingyin carefully observed and said: "From your face, your children's academic career is still going well. Give me their horoscopes."
Ma Xiuling hurriedly explained the birth date of her son and daughter, and she took out her mobile phone to show Lin Qingyin the photos of her child. She understood the amateur fortune-telling thoroughly.
"Your son will have a chance to get a promotion in the next year. He will leave where he is currently working and change to a new city; your daughter is going well in school and will not be affected by these things." Lin Qingyin suggested very patiently: "I I still suggest that you discuss with your children, maybe it's just that you have too many worries, and these are not a problem to them at all."
Ma Xiuling was infected by Lin Qingyin's calmness, and she felt more at ease. She picked up her mobile phone and wanted to call her son, telling her the suffering of these years. Ma Xiuling's son was furious on the phone, and immediately said that he would go home immediately and ask a lawyer to file a divorce lawsuit for his mother.
Ma Xiuling's daughter was on the train going home, and heard her mother whispered that her vague memories gradually became clear. It turned out that the things that she thought were dreams turned out to be true.
"Mom, I wanted to tell you good news when I went home. I will tell you in advance. I can go directly to Ph.D. The doctor's dormitory in our school is a one-bedroom apartment with a balcony and a separate bathroom. After the divorce, you can live with me. Together." Her daughter’s firm voice made Ma Xiuling calm down: "As for my dad, you can rest assured that he will be fine even when he comes to my school. Now society is not the time for foolish filial piety. I can still do this little thing. That's done."
Ma Xiuling heard her daughter's gentle voice over the phone: "Mom, it's time for me to protect you from now on."
Ma Xiuling hung up the phone in tears. Lin Qingyin took the carving knife and carved the last stone and handed it to Ma Xiuling: "Put this on and call the police."
Ma Xiuling looked at the stone in her hand, remembering that she had seen the same money on Aunt Zheng's neck just now, and couldn't help asking: "Master, why is this used?"
"Others' ones are for body protection and safety, but yours is different." Lin Qingyin showed white teeth and smiled very cutely: "It can keep the scars on your body."
Ma Xiuling hesitated, then plucked up the courage to ask, "Can he be sentenced?"
Lin Qingyin looked at Ma Xiuling's face and said: "Now it looks ambiguous, the changes inside are too great."
Ma Xiuling smiled suddenly: "I understand, it depends on me, right?"
Following Ma Xiuling’s words, Lin Qingyin watched her face change slightly, and the ambiguity just now had a clear change...
Her husband’s imprisonment became more and more obvious, and she was suffering from accidents and serious injuries.
Lin Qingyin sighed, "Why do you risk it!"
"Master, you are sure, you can see it as soon as I got an idea." Ma Xiuling said: "I just want him to stay in for a few years. I don't want my children to waste too much time on him. Everyone will be quiet if you send him in."
Lin Qingyin stretched out his hand to return the stone, and added a layer of formation on it: "This formation can protect you from fatal injuries, and you can heal after raising it for up to two months."
Ma Xiuling nodded, and solemnly put the stone on her neck to thank Lin Qingyin. Lin Qingyin just passed the money Ma Xiuling gave to him: "You are the first person who will get hurt after I finish the calculation. Give the money back to you as medical expenses."
Ma Xiuling looked at the money in Lin Qingyin's hands and was a little at a loss: "Master, this is my own choice. Besides, didn't you engrave me a talisman!"
"Okay, don't waste time. Your husband's unfavorable year will be over in a few days. Go back." Lin Qingyin stuffed the money to Ma Xiuling, wiped the stone on her neck with some worry, and went inside. After inputting some more aura, she sent her away.
After calculating Ma Xiuling’s hexagram, Lin Qingyin’s mood has been affected to some extent. After waking up in this world, she felt a lot of tender moments, and also saw the dark side of many things, which is a kind of improvement in her mood. Experience is essential.
After Ma Xiuling was sent away, Lin Qingyin faintly entered the Westinghouse. The old lady Zheng was in a mood when she saw her granddaughter's expression, thinking that she was too exhausted for fortune-telling, and holding her arm around her would not allow her to forget it. Although the three people who had waited for a long time were a bit regretful, they understood Lin Qingyin's pale complexion. Moreover, Lin Qingyin had to stay here for three to five days, which was not too late. However, when they left, they still kept the hexagram money first, so as not to let others preempt them during the next fortune-telling.
Mrs. Zheng held her granddaughter for a while and asked Aunt Zheng to wash the cherries, and for a while, she asked Lin Qingyin's mother to peel the apples. By the way, she did not forget to let the eldest son give Lin Qingyin's chicken feet to eat.
Just when Lin Qingyin smelled the scent of chicken feet, the sound of police cars and ambulances suddenly came from outside. The old lady bluffed, and subconsciously stretched her neck and glanced out of the window: "What's the matter?"
Lin Qingyin's mood has returned to calm at this time, and there is no strangeness on his face: "Call Ma Xiuling's children. Their father may be in jail this Spring Festival."
The old lady Zheng was stunned, and asked in disbelief, "You mean Ma Xiuling's husband committed an offence? No, that's an honest person."
Lin Qingyin: Ha ha, god fucking honest man!