After eating, Li Wenxiu was so full that she didn't want to move at all.

"Wenxiu, you ate almost all of this food by yourself, so the money for it is yours and I don't need to pay it back."

Song Qiuxue's words almost made Li Wenxiu die of anger.

She was about to speak when she let out a burp, releasing the smell of oil and food.

Song Qiuxue said with disdain, "Wenxiu, you have no image at all. You're so sloppy. I don't know how my second brother can stand you."

Li Wenxiu didn't want to shop with her anymore. "Qiuxue, let's go back. I have to go back to work at the textile factory this afternoon. If we take leave, we'll have our pay docked."

"Wenxiu, I'll take you somewhere." Song Qiuxue got up and left as if she hadn't heard Li Wenxiu's words.

Li Wenxiu looked at the pile of bags on the chair, all of which Song Qiuxue had bought at the market.

He didn't take any himself, but made her take everything.

When the shop owner saw Li Wenxiu carrying two bags out, he politely asked, "Are you city folks visiting our town?"

Li Wenxiu was overjoyed, thinking she looked like a city person!

"Is the girl you were having dinner with just now your young lady? Are you her maid? Look at all the things you're carrying."

"You're the servant!" Li Wenxiu said angrily, carrying her things out.

Seeing Li Wenxiu's dark face, Song Qiuxue said unhappily, "Wenxiu, I just asked you to come out and play with me for a while, and you're giving me a sour look. I won't play with you anymore."

Upon hearing that Song Qiuxue wasn't going to play with her, Li Wenxiu became frightened again and quickly explained that she was feeling unwell from eating too much, without putting on a sour face.

She didn't want to lose her sister-in-law, who would be staying in the provincial capital in the future.

"After I have my child, I will also raise him to go to university in the provincial capital," Li Wenxiu said.

"Wenxiu, when your and my second brother's child grows up and goes to university in the provincial capital, they can stay at my house," Song Qiuxue said warmly. "If you and my second brother ever need anything, just tell me. If you're short of money, don't hesitate to lend it to me. I'll stay in the provincial capital to work, and my salary won't be low!"

Li Wenxiu was overjoyed, "How could I possibly accept that?"

"You'll be my sister-in-law from now on, so why are you being so polite with me!"

Li Wenxiu immediately and happily became Song Qiuxue's maid again.

The two arrived at a small storefront of a few square meters.

The old signboard on the storefront reads: prediction, date selection, marriage compatibility, and so on.

"Qiuxue, why did you bring me here?"

“My mom told me that the fortune teller at this house chose the date for your wedding with my second brother. I heard he’s very skilled, so I wanted to have my fortune told too,” Song Qiuxue asked Li Wenxiu. “Don’t you want to know what kind of life you and my second brother will have in the future? How will our children be? Will they be able to get into universities in the provincial capital?”

Li Wenxiu was tempted.

"Girl, you have such a good life!" The old man in his fifties or sixties kept praising Song Qiuxue after looking at her birth time. "In the past, you would have married a big tycoon and been a tycoon's wife. Even now, you would marry a big businessman and be a rich lady."

Li Wenxiu listened from the side with envy and a touch of jealousy.

But when I think about how I and Song Qiuxue are now from two different worlds, I don't even deserve to be jealous anymore; all I can do is envy.

"Master, could you please take a look at this for me too?" Li Wenxiu told him her birthday.

“Girl, you’re just an ordinary girl. You won’t amount to much in this life. Just find someone to marry and live a normal life.” The old man kept shaking his head as he spoke, “Oh dear… oh dear…”

Li Wenxiu asked worriedly, "Master, what's wrong?"

"You're destined to be a widow. Your husband will likely die young. You should prepare in advance."

Li Wenxiu felt a sudden darkness engulf her vision, as if the sky had collapsed.

"Your calculations are completely inaccurate!" Li Wenxiu retorted angrily. "My boyfriend is in good health, and we're getting married soon. Stop talking nonsense; you're all liars!"

Snap!

The old fortune teller slammed his hand on the table angrily. "Are you here to cause trouble? My calculations are never wrong. Look at all these thank-you banners hanging in my room. They're all from customers who saw how accurate my calculations are. They personally brought me these banners. You're just a widow with a dead husband, yet you insist on making me flatter you and say you're lucky! You can't stand the truth! If you want to hear nice things, don't come here for a reading! Go away, go away!"

Song Qiuxue quickly comforted the old master, "Master, your calculations are very accurate. She's just having trouble accepting the truth right now, so don't take it personally."

“People with good fortune speak and act differently; people with bad fortune can never learn that.” The old master said politely to Song Qiuxue, “Young lady, I’ve seen so many people, and it’s hard to find one as fortunate as you in our whole town.”

"Master, could you please calculate my sister's and younger sister's birthdays as well?" Song Qiuxue told them the birthdays of Song Yinhua and Song Caixing.

The old craftsman paused for a moment when he saw Song Yinhua's birthday.

"She is a jinx reincarnated, with weak ties to her family. From the moment she was born, misfortune will surely befall her family, causing harm to her parents, siblings, and other relatives. Marriage will be difficult, and she is destined to live a life of poverty and loneliness until her death. She is destined to be a nun. How pitiful!"

Hearing this made Li Wenxiu feel utterly dejected; she was even worse off than Li Wenxiu.

"Master, you said she's bad luck to her parents and siblings?"

"That's right, she has too much of a hard life, which will affect the health and fortune of her parents, brothers and sisters, and even threaten their lifespan."

"This is my boyfriend's older sister. Master, you just said I'm destined to be a widow and that my boyfriend won't live long. Is that related to her? Is my boyfriend being cursed to death by her?"

Li Wenxiu had heard Song Baogen mention that his relatives had been badmouthing Song Yinhua behind her back. Starting when Song Yinhua was twelve years old, they deliberately spread rumors that she was a jinx who had caused the deaths of her grandparents.

Are these not just rumors? Are they all true?

This old craftsman doesn't know his relatives. They just happened to come here. How could this old craftsman have colluded with his relatives to say such a thing?

“Very likely!” the old master said. “In short, you should stay away from people born on this birthday, especially your close relatives. If you don’t want to die young, this is the only way. As for the outcome, that depends on each person’s fate.”

The master then mentioned Song Caixing's story, briefly summarizing it in a few words, which could be summarized as very ordinary.

When it came time to pay, Song Qiuxue knew that Li Wenxiu had spent all her money, so she took out the money from her own purse.

"Wenxiu, I've already paid for the divination for you, you don't need to pay me back," Song Qiuxue said magnanimously.

The master praised Song Qiuxue highly again.

"Young lady, you are the reincarnation of a lucky star, destined for great wealth and prosperity! You have an incredibly fortunate life!"

Li Wenxiu felt uncomfortable. She had spent all of her last month's salary on Song Qiuxue, and now Song Qiuxue had only paid one yuan for her fortune telling, as if she owed her something.

The two had just stepped out of the storefront when Old Tang, who had been hiding in the small rest room inside, finally came out.

"Was what I said just now acceptable?" the old master asked Old Man Tang.