Seeing that Long Zhutian had left, the depressed Min Gang stepped forward on his bicycle. He really wanted to ask Yang Zimei who that person was just now, but held back. He didn't know her very well, so he really didn't have the qualifications to ask.
"Get in the car!" That's all he said to her.
Just as Yang Zimei was about to jump into the car, she suddenly remembered Long Zhutian's words "you are not allowed to ride in that boy's car in the future", as if under a spell, she stopped still.
She said to Min Gang with a little guilt: "Thank you, I want to take a walk, the road is not far away."
"Then I will accompany you!"
"No need, I want to walk by myself." Yang Zimei refused.
A hint of disappointment flashed on Min Gang's handsome face, he took a deep look at her, and said in a slightly frustrated tone, "Okay, then be careful, I'll go back."
"See you."
"See you at school tomorrow!"
Min Gang showed a forced smile, waved to Yang Zimei, and pedaled his bicycle far away.
Yang Zimei looked at his receding young figure, sighed slightly, and walked slowly on the street.
"Miss, your seal is black, and there is a bloody disaster—"
Suddenly, someone grabbed her skirt and said.
Yang Zimei turned his face to look over, and found that he had unconsciously walked to a fortune-telling street. There were several fortune-telling stalls, pulling white cloth banners. Words such as Guahuasha.
In her last life, she spent a lot of time on this street, and she knew all the fortune tellers who set up stalls here, and the fortune teller who was holding her back, wearing sunglasses and pretending to be blind, was nicknamed Biao Dong.
His disabled wife died early, leaving behind two sons, and those two sons were extremely unfilial, addicted to gambling, drinking, and neglecting their jobs. They often forced him to ask for money, and even beat and scolded him when he was drunk. Poor old man.
At that time, Yang Zimei set up a stall next to him. Although she was robbing his business, he felt sorry for her, a girl who had to be a magic stick at a young age, and taught her a lot of secrets of being a magic stick. blow.
In the last life, he was favored by him, so Yang Zimei didn't see through his bragging skills, so he pretended to believe it, listened to his bragging, and then gave him the fifty yuan he had with him, smiling. just go.
Biaodong took the fifty yuan ticket, touched it carefully, looked at it, and found that it was real. He was very happy, thinking that he had really deceived a big water fish.
Seeing that he got the money, the boasting Qiang who set up a stall on the other side became jealous. Seeing Yang Zimei walking by, he deliberately poked the crutch in his hand, "Miss, your face is pink, your eyes are narrow and springy, and your pupils are blacker than white. Tail raised, if you want to commit peach blossom evil, you must break the evil spirit, otherwise you will be disfigured. If you want to break the evil spirit, it is most appropriate to find me. I got the guidance of the gods in my dream, and I have the spiritual power to communicate with the gods of heaven and earth, and to see the secrets of heaven... "
Yang Zimei watched him coldly, spouting and bragging.
In the last life, among the people she hated the most, bragging was one of them.
This person is selfish and greedy for small profits, and has no integrity at all. He often dismantles the platform of his peers in order to grab business, and even once deliberately trampled Yang Zimei's fortune-telling banner...
She opened her eyes to look at him, and then asked sarcastically: "You said I committed a peach blossom evil, I don't know if you calculated that you will have a catastrophe later?"
"I'm a living god, so I can naturally seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and I can also help others avoid bad luck. If you don't believe me—"
Before he could finish speaking, the tree above his head suddenly broke with a bang, and hit his shoulder forcefully, knocking him unconscious.
The corners of Yang Zimei's lips twitched slightly, and she drifted away.
She is not a living Lei Feng!
It's very refreshing to see someone you hate is unlucky!