After Jiang Wei sent Lin Qingyin back home and saw Mother Jiang packing up her things, he asked, "Mom, what are you going to do?"
"Going on vacation!" Mother Jiang put the cosmetics into the suitcase, and said casually: "Your father and I will go on the plane tomorrow morning, as well as your grandparents."
Jiang Wei was startled, and pointed to himself and asked, "Then what about me? Why didn't I notify me of such a big vacation? Don't I need to go?"
Mother Jiang stood awkwardly, guilty of not daring to look at Jiang Wei with a guilty conscience: "Well, you really don't have to go. When we first booked the flight hotel, we really forgot about you, and we didn't even buy it. Your ticket. But I can’t rely on me for this. You are not at home usually, and it is excusable for us to neglect your existence for a while."
Jiang Wei became a little angry: "Then didn't you remember it later?"
"I remembered it when I packed my luggage today." Mother Jiang smiled brilliantly: "I just received a call from the little master when I didn't know what to do. She said to lend you two months, and I will lend you She is!"
While talking, Mother Jiang took out her phone and transferred a sum of money to Jiang Wei: "You have worked hard for the little master in these two months, and be careful not to make the little master tired."
Speaking of Lin Qingyin, Jiang’s mother showed a distressed look on her face: “How old is the little master, so she has to fortune every day. When I think about it, I feel distressed. I tell you, after you go to the hexagram room, you don’t love the little master. All the chores that you worry about have to be arranged clearly. Remember to pour water and buy snacks for her. If the little master doesn’t go home at noon, you can help her prepare meals, don’t let her be hungry, don’t you know?"
Jiang Wei looked at Mother Jiang and his eyes straightened: "Mom, how does my dignified assistant sound like a maid in your mouth?"
"That's correct." Mother Jiang said to Jiang Weinu: "See if you have received the money transferred to you just now? That is the money you will buy snacks for the little master and dinner for the little master in the next two months. Don't mess with it."
Jiang Wei mumbled how much there could be, and when he took out his mobile phone and saw the amount indicated by the text message, his eyes widened: "One hundred thousand!" He raised his head in disbelief and looked at Mother Jiang: "Mom, you are Did you give me an extra zero? You only gave me 30,000 for my one year's living expenses, and you would give me 100,000 for the little master as an assistant for two months?"
"Can you be the same as the little master?" Mother Jiang rolled her eyes: "You can eat whatever you want and don't starve to death. The little master is a girl, and you need a balanced nutrition to grow beautiful."
"Okay, don't get in the way here." Mother Jiang pushed Jiang Wei away and folded the clothes she had thrown on the bed and put them in the suitcase: "Yes, I asked the little master, she wants to apply for the math department. You can make up lessons for the little master in advance, you have experience with this!"
Jiang Wei wants to cry without tears, you are really my mother!
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Finally took a vacation, but what made Jiang Wei depressed was that he still couldn't sleep in the same way as before. His mobile phone rang just after 6:30 in the morning, which was earlier than the alarm time set at school.
Jiang Wei closed his eyes and stretched out his hand and touched it twice, and finally caught the phone. He opened his eyes sleepily and looked at the name on the phone, and slid to the call button in despair: "Brother Wang, isn't this a bit too early? Didn't you always sleep until nine o'clock in the morning?"
"Nonsense, I used to start at 4 o'clock when I was with the little master for fortune-telling. I only slept until 9 o'clock when the little master was in school." Fatty Wang waved his hand: "But it's all the old calendar, since I got married. I wake up very early in the morning. I have to accompany Yingying my family for a run in the morning. I have to make breakfast together. How can I waste time on sleeping in?" Fatty Wang paused, and said with a slight disgust: Married people’s lives are like you and single dogs don’t understand."
Jiang Wei felt that the crit he had received in the past two days since he came back is heavier than one. He was irritated by Fatty Wang's naked show off: "Brother Wang, when I am your age, children can be called fathers."
Fatty Wang: "Hehe, I don’t know if anyone will call you father when you are my age. Anyway, my child has already settled in my wife’s belly. By the way, I secretly tell you that the little master did it for me. There are two daughters in my daughter-in-law's belly, so prepare your gifts early and remember to be more generous."
Jiang Wei rolled his eyes, Fatty Wang smiled happily, and then changed his tone: "Get up quickly, I will go to the Gua Room to wait for you after sending my wife to work."
Throwing the phone on the bed, Jiang Wei got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom of the bedroom. He looked at himself in the mirror carefully. Although it is not as exquisite and painted as the popular niche now, how do you look at it? It can be regarded as synonymous with Yushu's appearance and extraordinary appearance. It will definitely defeat Wang Fatty at the age of marriage!
Jiang Wei silently gave himself a victory sign, Oye!
After breakfast, Jiang Wei drove the family car to the Gua Room. Although the little master hadn't come yet, there were already a lot of people who came to fortune-telling and watching the excitement. Fatty Wang solemnly introduced Jiang Wei to the grandfather and aunt who came to see the excitement and those who came for fortune-telling, and asked them to contact Jiang Wei if they had any problems in the future.
Those onlookers who came from the park knew Jiang Wei, and grandpa Jiang and grandma Jiang lived near the Civic Park. When Jiang Wei was robbed of Qi Luck and his family went bankrupt, the family moved there for two or three years, and he was very familiar with the old men and women nearby. Moreover, the Jiang family's affair can be regarded as a classic case of the little master, and it is still talked about now.
Knowing that Jiang Wei was going to be Lin Qingyin's assistant, the uncles and aunts were very supportive. They all stated that Jiang Wei, as the college entrance examination champion and a graduate student in the Department of Mathematics, would definitely be able to arrange the fortune-telling work of the little master, otherwise he would have read so many years of books for nothing.
Jiang Wei no longer wanted to analyze the logic inside with them, anyway, as long as the matter of the little master was involved, these people would have no logic.
Don’t look at Fatty Wang’s study well, but Lin Qingyin’s management of the Gua Room is really organized. The list of appointments and appointment personnel information are registered in the appointment record in detail. Even if you change individuals, it will not affect the normality of the Gua Room. Running.
Things in the Gua Room are not too complicated. In addition to making an appointment and notifying the person who made the appointment in advance according to the list, the most important thing is to help Lin Qingyin negotiate the price. The little master is now rich in wealth. In recent years, after earning enough money for her practice, she has changed into a Buddhist style again. She is soft-hearted and does not need money. Sometimes she has to wear a few amulet to go out. If no one cares about her, Fatty Wang is afraid of her. Send yourself out.
Although Lin Qingyin graduated from high school, he dressed the same as when he was in school, comfortable T-shirt, light-colored jeans and a pair of small high-heeled sandals. At first glance, besides the face, the most noticeable thing is the long legs. Up.
Because he has to count all the appointments during the summer vacation, Lin Qingyin now counts ten hexagrams every morning and afternoon, and the schedule is full.
After Lin Qingyin washed his hands, he took the tea from the bamboo tube and made tea with the spring water ordered by Fatty Wang from the mountainous area. Taking advantage of Lin Qingyin's time to make tea, the uncles and aunts also found their seats and sat directly on the ground. , And some came with Mazar, and at a glance, there were at least the 20th and 30th.
The first fortune-teller was not the customer who was queuing to make an appointment. She and the person who made the appointment were relatives. Because of an emergency, she asked her relatives for this quota. Like this kind of replacement quota, as long as it is free, Lin Qingyin will not interfere; but if someone wants to profit from the middle and become a scalper, Lin Qingyin can directly blast them out.
Lin Qingyin himself is a fortune-teller, and those active-minded people know that if they do this, they can't hide Lin Qingyin, so they all honestly dismissed their thoughts. In the decades of life, no one can say what will happen in the future. If the little master is offended because of this, they will be too late to cry when something really happens in the future.
The one who asked for relatives for the fortune-telling was a woman in her early thirties who came with a four or five-year-old child. After entering the Gua Room, she had no intention of admiring the scenery inside, and hurriedly walked in front of Lin Qingyin with the child in her arms, put the child down, and said straightforwardly: "Master, I want to calculate a Gua for my son."
Lin Qingyin glanced at her: "How do you call it?"
The woman hurriedly said: "My surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Yin, and my son is Zheng Yingguo, and my nickname is Guoguo."
Lin Qingyin turned around and opened the cabinet behind him, took out a few pieces of chocolate from it, and looked at Guoguo with a smile: "Little brother comes to sister to eat sweets."
Lin Qingyin looks pretty long, and the chocolate in her hand is very attractive to children. The four-year-old Guoguo walked over without hesitation, and extended two hands to Lin Qingyin. Milky said thank you sister, and then reached out and took the chocolate.
Lin Qingyin examined Guoguo's face, then opened his little hand to look at the palm prints, and then asked, "What do you want to give to your son?"
In front of his son, Wang Yin didn't speak rashly. She stretched out her hand to call Guoguo over, and talked in a good voice: "Guoguo will go to the side to play for a while first. My sister and I said the conversation is good?"
Guoguo had long been attracted by the flowers, bamboo, and birds on the side. When she heard her mother let him play, she immediately ran over to the bird happily, giggling cheerfully in her mouth.
Seeing her son's innocent and carefree appearance, Wang Yin's face was a bit bitter: "Master, I want to calculate whether my son will not live to be five years old?"
As soon as Wang Yin's words fell, the uncle and aunt sitting below all took a breath, and looked at the beautiful Guoguo very regretfully, feeling a little distressed.
Lin Qingyin did not answer this question, but looked at Wang Yin: "Who told you that?"
"It's my mother-in-law." Wang Yin's eyes were a little red: "I and Guoguo's father are very busy at work. My parents-in-law and mother-in-law have always helped Guoguo. Last year Guoguo went to kindergarten and was picked up by my mother-in-law every day. Yes. One day last month, my mother-in-law took Guoguo home from the kindergarten. On the way, she ran into an old man dressed like a Taoist priest. When he saw my son, he sighed and said that he was a good child. To five years old."
Wang Yin's voice began to become a little choked: "The child of my own good family is suddenly said to be such an unlucky thing, and no one will be happy. At that time, my mother-in-law was not happy and chased the person and scolded him. This It’s not a good thing to say. My mother-in-law didn’t mention it when she went home. Until last week our family went to play in Qilian Lake Wetland Park. My son ran into an old man while chasing a butterfly. The old man disliked the land. Pushing my son aside, he tweeted twice and said that he looked very aura, but it was just a short-lived life, he would not live to be five years old."
Wang Yin’s tears dripped down and fell on the back of her hand: "At that time, my husband was so anxious and quarreled with the old man, but my mother-in-law was shocked by these words. In just one month, it took two years. A different person heard the saying that my son could not live to be five years old, let alone her and even both of us were psychologically murmured."
Lin Qingyin watched Wang Yin's tears fall drop by drop, took a cup out of the tea tray, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Wang Yin: "Do you believe them?"
"I don't want to believe, nor do I want to believe. Every mother hopes that her children can grow up safely, and no one wants to see their children die." Wang Yin shook his head helplessly: "But Guoguo has two more. I’m five months old and I can’t do nothing. If something goes wrong with Guoguo, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.”
She looked at Lin Qingyin with hopeful gazes in her eyes: "I heard my aunt said that you are very accurate in fortune-telling, and that you are very effective in disaster recovery and fortune. I wonder if my son will really be able to..."
Wang Yin couldn't say the last two words anymore. She turned her head and looked at Guoguo, with a sad expression on her face: "If it is, can the master help to extend my life to Guoguo?"
Lin Qingyin looked at Wang Yin helplessly: "Who told you that you can extend your lifespan to others? This is a sorcery at first sight. Will I look for lightning when I'm full?"
Wang Yin's lips moved slightly, her face showed a tangled look, but she finally said: "My mother-in-law said, she met the old man in the park the day before yesterday. My mother-in-law thinks he can see. My son’s fate must be an expert, so I want to ask him to save my son’s life. The old man said it’s not impossible, but someone must be willing to give his life to my son."
Lin Qingyin frowned: "Does he have any additional conditions?"
Wang Yin nodded: "He said that life continuation cannot be done at once. It takes at least three years to stabilize his life. In the past three years, my son cannot see his family and must be with him."
Thinking of the old man’s conditions, Wang Yin was a little irritable: "In fact, if I continue my life, I can give my life to my son, but I really don’t worry about giving my son to such a weird stranger, but my mother-in-law seems I promised him. I have been persuading me for the past few days. I am out of class now, and staring at Guoguo with good eyes every day, even taking him to the bathroom, for fear that he would be taken by my mother-in-law without being in front of my eyes for a minute. Gone."
"Little Master, give me a precise word, is my son saved or not?"
Lin Qingyin put down the tea cup in his hand, took out a few yellow sheets and folded them as he said: "Guoguo's body is not the same as ordinary people. Most ordinary people have yin and yang qi in their bodies, maintaining their balance. ; There are also a small number of people whose birth date is pure yin or pure yang constitution, and Guoguo’s body has more yang qi than those with pure yang constitution."
"For an analogy, a person with a pure yang physique is a stove, and your son's body is a volcano." Lin Qingyin put the folded yellow paper aside: "As he gets older, the yang energy in his body becomes more and more. When his body can't bear the yang qi in his body, his life span will come to an end."
Wang Yin's tears fell with a crackling, Lin Qingyin handed over a tissue: "But this is at least twenty years later, you are crying a bit too early now!"
Wang Yin raised her head abruptly, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow. The joy is that at least it’s okay now. The sad thing is that after twenty years, the fruit is only twenty-four years old. By then, she may not be able to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person. Able to live.
Looking at Wang Yin's sorrowful expression, Lin Qingyin said, "There is a solution to Guoguo's matter, but I think your focus at this time should be on your mother-in-law and the old man who wants to take your son away."
Wang Yin was stunned, and looked at Lin Qingyin with some unknown reason: "The little master meant that my mother-in-law and that old man were in the same group?" Before Lin Qingyin answered, Wang Yin shook his head and said, "Impossible, my mother-in-law. But I love my son. She can't harm my son. She must have been frightened by the old man's alarmism, so she cooperated with him to convince me."
Lin Qingyin took out the tortoise shell: "Let me do a divination for you."