As soon as August passed and entered September, the aggressive autumn tiger turned into a rustling autumn wind, and the temperature changed so that many people entered the cold autumn before they were relieved.
Mooncake advertisements have begun to be broadcast on TV and the Internet, constantly reminding everyone that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, it is time to buy mooncakes, and life without mooncakes is not perfect. Netizens on the Internet have also started the annual "Disgusting Wuren Mooncakes" activity. Although the Mid-Autumn Festival has not yet arrived, the festive atmosphere is already there.
Qi Yan remembers the Mid-Autumn Festival when he was a child, the master would buy him a moon cake with a big face plate. At that time, the moon cake fillings were not innovative, just a little peanut or sesame, and the hard and dry skin was sprinkled with a layer of sesame seeds. . After buying it, put it on the table with the fruit, light incense candles and worship the moon cake, and then you can eat it.
Now that the taste of moon cakes has been innovated, many people do not pay tribute to the moon when they eat moon cakes, but what he misses most is the taste of his childhood.
Bringing his own signboard, Qi Yan found a street corner where there were not too many people, but there were no urban management officials. I don't know if it's because of his bad luck today. After squatting on the street for an hour or two, no one is willing to ask him for it. A few people moved away when they heard his asking price of five hundred. .
Qi Yan simply bought a small stool, a bottle of drinks, and several generations of snacks in the small supermarket next to him and sat slowly waiting for customers to come. If it wasn't for his well-dressed, passers-by almost thought he was begging.
As time passed by minute by minute, the time was approaching noon, and there were fewer people on the streets where there were not many people. Qi Yan stood up and kicked his sore legs, and bent over to close the stall.
"Are you really a fortune teller?"
Qi Yan turned his head, and a thin woman with withered hair stood in front of him. The thin windbreaker on her body fluttered in the wind, and the inferior fabric rustled.
"Please sit down first." Qi Yan put the stool next to the woman, squatted and looked at her, "What do you want?"
The woman took out five hundred-yuan bills from her jacket. She seemed to be in a bit of a pinch. She didn't seem to feel distressed about the money at all, and when she gave it, she didn't feel distressed at all. Looking at her in her thirties, she looked like she was withered, and there was no vitality in her eyes, but after sitting down, her sitting posture was very elegant, and it could be seen that she had been a very good or strict tutor.
"I don't know what it is?" The woman stroked the slightly disordered slanted bangs in front of her forehead, and pursed her dry lips, "You can count it as you like."
Qi Yan glanced at her, got up and said, "Wait a minute."
The woman didn't speak, didn't look at Qi Yan, didn't care if he would run away with five hundred dollars, she just stared numbly at the big wooden sign in front of her, or she didn't look at anything. , just in a daze.
"Your lips are a little dry," Qi Yan quickly ran out of the supermarket and handed her an unopened bottle of sweet peach juice. The woman looked at the juice, stunned for two seconds, and then stretched out her thin hand to take the juice. The corners of her lips moved, as if to say thank you, but Qi Yan didn't hear it clearly.
Qi Yan smiled at her, lowered his head and opened the plastic packaging of a lady's lipstick, which took a long time to open. He handed the lipstick to the woman, "It's not a good thing to buy for ten dollars. Don't dislike it, just wipe it to prevent the corners of your lips from cracking and bleeding."
The woman stared at Qi Yan in a daze, took the lipstick after a while, wringed out the cap and wiped it on her lips, a bit of coolness and a bit of tingling came from her lips. She clenched the lipstick tightly, and the corners of her lips trembled, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Qi Yan put away the wooden sign on the ground and said softly, "Since you don't know what it is, we can chat casually. I don't charge extra time."
"Are all fortune tellers like you?" The woman tugged at the corner of her mouth and smiled, "So... gentle?"
"I should be quite special," Qi Yan shook his head, "because I am relatively accurate in fortune-telling, and people in the world call it a demigod, which is incomparable to ordinary fortune-tellers."
The woman smiled lightly. She carefully put the lipstick into her trench coat, twisted the lid of the drink with difficulty, and took a big sip. The sweet aroma of peach instantly filled her taste buds, making her want to cry. But maybe she cried too much, and there was not a single tear in her eyes.
"It's sweet," the woman lowered her head, preventing Qi Yan from seeing her expression, "Thank you."
"Pretty girl, drinking something sweet will make you feel better." Qi Yan didn't stare at her face, he sighed, "My master used to say that I like sweets, which is like a girl's habit. Now that the old man passed away, I have no other relatives, and no one cares about what I want to eat." He picked out a package of potato chips from the supermarket shopping bag next to him and gave it to the woman, "I will share a package with you, and we will eat while we eat. Calculate."
"You..." The woman took the potato chips and looked at the young man smiling softly in front of her. She couldn't believe that such a young boy had no other relatives. "Your..." She hesitated for a while, but still didn't ask. Worrying about what happened to the parents of young people, asking them would expose the scars of people, and that would be too cruel.
"I don't have parents. I was picked up by my master when I was a child and raised." Qi Yan smiled, and didn't mind bringing up the past with others. "I think you have a good face, beauty, and you should have parents who love you very much."
"Yeah, they love me very much and regard me as the jewel in their palm," the woman smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that I'm an unfilial daughter, and it broke their hearts for a man." After she graduated from high school, she insisted on staying with that bastard. How could her parents persuade or even kneel to her to no avail. She remembered that the day when she and the man got on the train to the imperial capital, she saw her crying at the train station while searching for her mother, but she pretended to be cruel. Tsukuru got on the train with the man without looking back.
It's been ten years since I walked. At the beginning, the man was fine, and he was gentle and considerate to her. But a year later, he was exposed, drinking, insulting, beating, and then crying and begging her for forgiveness. Later, she became pregnant, but was miscarried by him. After the doctor told her that she could no longer conceive a child, her whole body collapsed. But that man found another woman outside, on the grounds that he could not have no descendants.
In the end, she abandoned the relationship that her parents begged for, and finally ended in a marriage and divorce full of domestic violence.
People always have to pay for their own faults. She hurt her parents. She is self-righteous, naive and stupid. It's really deserving and ridiculous to end up like this. When she was most helpless, she posted on the Internet for help, and some netizens replied to her, a fool should live a harder life.
Now that I think about it, this netizen is right, a idiot like her is someone else's cheapskate, and living is a waste.
She chose an abandoned construction site with no one and no water. When she jumped down, she would neither waste police resources nor pollute water resources. The only trouble was that after she died, the police might be asked to collect her body, or she might be scared. to whoever found her body. But this is the last thing she can do. The landlord of the rental house is a good person, and she can't die there and cause trouble to the landlord.
Just cross this street and walk a few kilometers east to reach the abandoned construction site. When she saw the young fortune teller, she remembered that she still had a few hundred dollars left, which was the money left after paying the rent for this month. Anyway, she doesn't have the money anymore, so she might as well give it to those who need it. I don't know if this is considered a good deed
"No, I see your face, you were favored by your parents in your early years, and then you meet a villain, but you will be transferred ten years later," Qi Yan shook his head, "In life, who will not meet a few scumbags, be careful. Just fine."
"Transportation?" The woman laughed at herself, "How does it count as transshipment?"
"Love and career have a good harvest," Qi Yan pointed to her eyebrows. "Your eyebrows are neat and beautiful, and your ears are drooping and fleshy. You are a blessed person."
"Houfu," the woman shook her head with a smile, "thank you, I'm afraid I won't have the future."
"Don't believe me, I'm pretty accurate," Qi Yan frowned, "but I see that your forehead is yellow, it should be a family member, if I'm not wrong, it should be Lingtang's health. Illness, many of which are not serious, is also a heart disease, as a child you miss one time, but you can't miss the second time, you should spend more time with the elderly and take good care of her body."
The woman's face finally showed panic: "What did you say, there is something wrong with my mother's body."
"From the looks of it, it's true," Qi Yan nodded. "I don't think you have any other siblings. As a daughter, you should be more considerate to your parents."
"Yes, I don't have any other siblings." The woman stared at Qi Yan in a daze. She didn't expect that Qi Yan would know that she had no other siblings. The already dead heart beat again, and the scene of her mother crying looking for her reappeared in her mind. .
Every time she thinks of this matter, she feels breathless and doesn't even have the face to go to the second old man.
No matter what, at least, at least she should take a secret look, what if... what this young man said is true? She suddenly stood up from the plastic stool, "Master, thank you for waking me up, thank you!"
Seeing that she was finished, Qi Yan was about to leave, and hurriedly stopped her: "Wait."
The woman turned her head in confusion, not knowing what the young man had to say to her.
"I've accepted your fortune-telling fee," Qi Yan took out three thousand yuan and a business card from his wallet and handed it to the woman, "I lent you the three thousand yuan, and when you have a successful career, Remember to pay me back double."
The woman looked at the young man in shock. How did he know that she had no money on her body? Could it be that... she really met a good-hearted god
"Take it," Qi Yan put the money into the woman's hand, picked up the plastic stool on the ground and the shopping bag with snacks and snack bags, and said to the woman with a smile, "Goodbye, see you next time when you have a predestined relationship."
"Wait!" The woman felt that she couldn't accept the help of others so inexplicably, but the young man walked very fast, jumped into a car in three or two steps, and drove away.
With this stack of money, she bought a return train ticket with her ID card, but when she came, she took a crowded train, but now she takes a beautiful and fast train. The journey that used to be several days was completed in one day.
Stepping on to the station where her hometown was completely unfamiliar, she walked out of the gate blankly listening to the familiar local accent. When she passed the bulletin board at the station and saw a missing person notice above, she couldn't help crouching in front of the bulletin board and wept.
On the bulletin board, which seemed to be posted not long ago, there was a photo of her wearing a school uniform ten years ago, but every description in it was what she was wearing when she left.
She had long forgotten what kind of clothes and shoes she wore when she left ten years ago, but her parents still remembered that they were still looking for her year after year, day after day. They didn't know that her disobedient daughter was afraid that they would find her, so she asked someone to make a false ID and never used the real ID again.
"Sister, what's the matter?"
"Sister, don't cry, if you are wronged, let's go to the police."
"exactly."
Although this station is unfamiliar, the folks here are still enthusiastic. Looking at the concerned eyes around her, she slowly stood up, her desolate heart seemed to have found a foothold.
"Huh." Qi Yan blew the hot chicken soup in the bowl, transferred 500 yuan to the Hope Engineering Agency, drank the fragrant and delicious chicken soup, and raised his eyebrows proudly. His soup cooking skills are getting better and better, but unfortunately, this good skill is not useful when making a living.
The phone kept ringing, Qi Yan was too lazy to pick up the phone, he simply pressed the speakerphone, and Wang Hang's voice came out.
"Money money!"
"Huh?" Qi Yan was very calm, in stark contrast to Wang Hang's excitement.
"You are so familiar with Fifth Master Cen!!" Wang Hang's voice almost shouted, "We are not friends anymore, you don't tell me about such important things."
"Don't you know that being low-key is one of my many advantages?"
"Do you still want a face?"
Qi Yan sneered, and then explained: "In fact, there is nothing to say about this matter. If I tell you on purpose, it will appear as if I am showing off to you. Besides, whether I and Bai He are friends or not, you are too. My brother."
"I know how to say nice things," Wang Hang snorted on the other end of the phone, but he also understood what Qi Yan meant, and didn't keep talking about it, "You know, the second child has a girlfriend, I'm going to invite us to dinner tomorrow and meet up."
"He didn't stay at school for graduate school, why did he have the heart to fall in love?" Qi Yan put down the bowl, "I didn't expect that among the four of us, the first one to leave the list was the second child."
"Life is impermanent, our two single dogs can only eat dog food." Wang Hang's voice was a little anxious, "I won't tell you first, I'm working on a plan these two days, I will try to finish it today and tomorrow. Time to play with you."
Hearing the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Qi Yan shrugged and continued to drink the chicken soup, but the phone rang again before a mouthful of the chicken soup went into his stomach. Probably the content is that he has found a good girlfriend, so he will invite good friends to dinner tomorrow night.
Even if Qi Yan agreed, he even joked about the second child.
After hanging up the phone, Qi Yan drank the chicken soup in a few mouthfuls, and felt that the feeling of eating dog food was not so obvious, so he got up and took the bowl to the kitchen, and cleaned up the kitchen by the way.
Before and after returning to the computer, he saw a missed call from Cen Baihe, wiped the water off his hands, and called Cen Baihe back.
As soon as the call was made, the phone was picked up over there, and Cen Baihe's low voice came over.
"Money money."
"Bai He, what's the matter? I was cleaning the kitchen just now, and I didn't hear the phone ring."
"There is indeed one thing I want to ask you," Cen Baihe chuckled lightly. "It's not convenient to talk on the phone. I'll come and pick you up later, and we'll have dinner together in the evening."
Qi Yan glanced at the time, it was three or four o'clock in the afternoon, "Okay, but I eat late at noon, so I won't go to Qianweiju in the evening." He will feel distressed if he orders too much.
"Why did you eat so late?" Cen Baihe said with concern, even through the phone, Qi Yan could feel the concern. He smiled and said, "The first hexagram opened this month, and I didn't meet until noon, and I came back a little late."
"In the future, you should pay more attention to your body. You can tell your fortune anytime. Your body is more important."
"Fortune-telling is a matter of fate," Qi Yan whispered with a low smile, "not to mention that a life is more important than a meal."
"what?"
"It's okay, I'll go to bed first, you remember to call me in advance in the afternoon, so I can get up."
"Okay." Cen Baihe waited for the busy tone from Qi Yan's phone, hung up the phone, raised his head and said to Liang Feng, who was waiting beside him, "You said just now, who is here?"
"Mr. Meng, President of Qianfei Technology Company," Liang Feng added, "I made an appointment before."
"Okay, I'll go over now." Cen Baihe walked out in a good mood, Liang Feng followed behind and closed the office door.
Qianfei Technology is a new company that has only developed in the past two years. Recently, the publicity has made a lot of noise, and it is also somewhat famous in the circle. Cen Baihe did not expect the president of this company to be a young man under thirty years old.
After the two politely greeted each other, the young man named Meng Xuan talked about the newly developed software of his company. He was very confident in his words. It seemed that as long as Cen Baihe agreed to invest, he would bring Cen Baihe a huge profit.
After Cen Baihe took over the project, he said calmly, "I will consider it."
Meng Xuan couldn't see the anger or anger on Cen Baihe's face, and the two only had half an hour to talk, he didn't want to appear too dignified, so he could only hide the anxiety in his heart: "I look forward to getting good news from you. ."
Cen Baihe took a sip from the teacup: "Mr. Meng is young and promising, and he won't be short of opportunities."
"But the opportunity to cooperate with you is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." Meng Xuan flattered at the right time, "Many people in the industry are looking forward to working with Fifth Master, and I am no exception."
"Mr. Meng has won the prize. Cen is just a businessman, how can he have such a big appeal." Cen Baihe glanced at his watch, "It's not early, I have something to do, please feel free to Mr. Meng."
Meng Xuan immediately stood up and said, "I have disturbed the fifth master for a long time today, I should go too, goodbye."
"Mr. Meng, please." Liang Feng shook hands with Meng Xuan and took him out of the reception room.
Cen Baihe sat on the sofa with a calm expression, waiting for Liang Feng to return from seeing off the guest, "In the future, this person does not need to consider cooperation."
Liang Feng was stunned: "I understand."
"Don't understand why?"
Liang Feng nodded.
"The plan doesn't work."
Cen Baihe took a sip of tea: "More importantly, the name of his company is not very good."
Liang Feng: ?