When Jiang Suisui and his great-grandfather arrived at the park, the morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, and the air was filled with the fresh fragrance of grass and trees.

Although it was still early, the park was already bustling with life.

The old men and women are each enjoying their own leisure time.

The dancing crowd danced lightly to the rhythm of the cheerful music, and their colorful fans fluttered like butterflies.

The old men playing chess sat around the stone table, sometimes frowning in thought, sometimes laughing heartily at a brilliant move, and the crisp sound of chess pieces falling echoed in the air.

The sword dancer's posture was agile, the sword shadows flickered, and each move was vigorous and powerful, attracting onlookers to stop and watch.

There are also grandpas strolling around with bird cages. The birds in the cages are jumping and singing happily, as if blending in with the natural sounds around them, adding a lively color to the park.

Jiang Suisui took his great-grandfather to find a perfect spot under a big tree with lush branches and leaves. Here they could get warm sunshine and there was enough space to set up the fortune-telling stall.

Great-grandfather watched her busying around with a smile on his face, his eyes full of love and indulgence.

"Uncle Jiang Qi, put the table here, and that small stool, yes, right there." Jiang Suisui was like a commanding general, directing the servants to set up the fortune-telling stall in a clear and orderly manner.

After a while, the simple yet neat fortune-telling stall was set up. On the table were placed an antique fortune-telling stick tube, a yellowed fortune-telling book and a small and exquisite compass. In the sunlight, these objects exuded a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

When everything was ready, Jiang Suisui asked Jiang Qi and the others to stay away.

She blinked her eyes and said seriously, "Fortune-telling is about fate. If you stand by, you will scare those guests who are destined to be with you." Jiang Qi and others smiled at each other, nodded in agreement, and then retreated to a corner not far away, silently paying attention to the situation here, ready to deal with any situation that might arise.

Jiang Suisui brushed off the non-existent dust on his body, straightened his slightly wrinkled Taoist robe, took a deep breath, and led his great-grandfather to sit on a small stool, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

The morning light in the park shines through the gaps between the leaves, creating a mottled and colorful scene.

While doing their morning exercises, the grandparents saw Jiang Suisui and great-grandfather setting up a stall under a big tree. They became curious and gathered around.

Everyone's attention was first drawn to the banner hanging in front of the stall. An old man wearing reading glasses squinted his eyes and read out the words word by word: "A divine hexagram can tell the fate of the world, and a thousand gold coins can solve puzzles. One hexagram, a thousand gold coins, and the fate of those who are destined to ask the question is in their hearts."

Although the old man's voice was a little hoarse, his mysterious words caused a whisper among the crowd.

An old lady in a flowered shirt looked puzzled and spoke first: "This little girl is wearing a Taoist robe and looks smart and cute, but this big brother is wearing a Zhongshan suit and looks very formal. Who is this fortune teller?" Her words caused the people around her to nod, and their eyes looked back and forth between Jiang Suisui and Old Master Jiang.

Seeing everyone's confusion, Jiang Suisui quickly stood up, bowed with her little hands, and said obediently: "Grandpa and grandma, I'm the one who tells fortunes, my great-grandfather just came to keep me company..." Her voice was crisp and tender, like the singing of birds in spring, with a bit of sincerity and innocence.

As soon as the words fell, an old man with a ferocious face broke the silence.

The old man's eyebrows were thick and messy, as if carrying a murderous aura. His brows were tightly furrowed, as if filled with unrelieved sorrow. His eyes were wide open, full of suspicion and contempt. There were faint traces of bloodshot in the whites of his eyes, revealing a long-accumulated irritability.

"You are a kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet, and you still want to tell fortunes? And you dare to charge a thousand yuan for each fortune telling. You have absolutely no idea..." The old man's voice was rough and loud, vibrating in the air and attracting the attention of people doing morning exercises around him.

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Old Master Jiang standing beside him, his eyes seemed to carry a knife, "You are an old man, how could you bring your own child out to cheat people?"

In an instant, accusations and doubts came like a tide from all directions, and the originally curious and friendly atmosphere instantly became tense.

Jiang Suisui's heart tightened as she watched her great-grandfather's face flush with anger. Her eyes instantly became sharp and focused. She stared closely at the old man's face and said loudly, "Grandfather, your marriage palace is sunken and has intertwined lines. It's dark and dull, which is a typical sign of a marital relationship. I'm sure you and your partner have been arguing and arguing frequently in your daily lives. These problems have existed for many years and are not something that happened overnight."

"Looking at the Palace of Children, the color here is dark and slightly bluish, and the muscles are loose. This means that the bond between you and your children is shallow, and communication is not smooth. Your children may be troubled by their own careers or lives and pay little attention to you, leaving you feeling lonely. You may even disagree with your children on some important matters, creating a gap, leaving you with a knot in your heart that is difficult to let go. Is this correct?"

These words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing a thousand waves.

The disdain on the old man's face froze instantly, as if someone had pressed the pause button. His once ferocious expression froze in an instant. A flicker of surprise and panic flashed across his eyes, and his lips trembled slightly, as if the pain and troubles he had buried deep within his heart were now ruthlessly exposed to everyone.

The discussions around them also stopped abruptly, and everyone seemed to be under a spell, and their eyes were all cast on Jiang Suisui.

Some of the old people were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths, while others narrowed their eyes slightly and looked again at the little girl in the Taoist robe, their eyes full of astonishment and curiosity.

This girl looks like she is only 5 or 6 years old. Does she really have some abilities?