On the station platform, Zhang Guoqing's family waved goodbye to Zhang's mother and her group, watched the train start and gradually go away, and stood there in silence for a moment.

After seeing off her in-laws, Lin Lishan couldn't stand the heavy atmosphere any longer. She took Ping An's hand and walked out, saying, "Jiao Jiao, are you sleepy?"

These words immediately woke Zhang Guoqing up. He reached out his hand to support his wife, but she dodged it flexibly. He followed closely beside her to block outsiders from getting close to her.

"Have you told mother?" Zhou Jiao was chatting with her sister-in-law just now, and she didn't pay attention to what the mother and mother talked about in secret.

"She said it. She was so anxious that she almost took off her coat." Zhang Guoqing looked at his mother-in-law who was walking fast in front of him, "Mom, we are not in a hurry to go home. Be careful."

Zhou Jiao quickened her pace and looked enviously at the train parked in the dark. She also wanted to go out and travel around and see the world.

Zhang Guoqing, who was always paying attention to his wife's movements, smiled when he saw this. After having a second child, it would probably be impossible to travel around before the child grew up.

He whispered, "I'll travel all over the country with you from now on."

"Okay." Zhou Jiao replied with a faint smile.

"All of last year's tasks have been completed. The only regret is that I can't go to Hai City to pay my respects to Grandma Jiang. I don't know if Grandpa Jiang will come."

Zhou Jiao subconsciously placed her hands on her belly and sighed secretly. No one could predict everything, and no one expected to get pregnant unexpectedly.

"Maybe he won't come after all. I don't know if the clothes I sent before the New Year will fit me. Let's wait a little longer. I have to go and pay homage to the Gu family's ancestors in the next two or three years. I'll go see him when I pass by Haishi."

Zhang Guoqing also saw his mother leave, and thought about what he had not done yet, and suddenly said something in his mind. Hearing this, he nodded with a smile.

On the 21st day of the first lunar month, before school started, Zhou Xiaozheng, who had just returned from a business trip, went to a small courtyard in the alley with his family. As soon as the car stopped, the courtyard door opened and someone came out. Wasn't that Doctor Hu?

Zhou Xiaozheng stopped Xiao Wang and the others from conducting the routine inspection and asked them to guard the door. He led his family and followed Doctor Hu inside.

Zhou Jiao carefully discovered that Doctor Hu did not actually invite all his old friends as he said. When he entered the main hall, there were only two white-bearded old men and three middle-aged men sitting there.

"Girl, come here quickly." Doctor Hu's face was full of smiles at this moment, and the wrinkles on his face could be transformed into flowers. He watched the two friends take their seats and said, "Look, my dear apprentice."

The old man with thick eyebrows, who was rolling the iron ball in his left hand, turned his head away in disdain, while the old man with white hair and a white face, dressed like Maitreya Buddha, nodded repeatedly and said bluntly, "It's a pity to let such a pretty girl be your apprentice."

When the old man with thick eyebrows got the chance, he quickly agreed: "Everyone knows whether he forced others or not..." Halfway through his words, he suddenly saw Zhou Xiaozheng walking slowly behind him, and looked at his two old friends in surprise.

Doctor Hu took a few steps back when he saw this, then stepped forward and pulled Zhou Xiaozheng up. "This is my nephew, his biological son. Come on, bring me all the good stuff you have."

The old man with thick eyebrows smiled and shook his head when he heard this, pointing at Doctor Hu: "You, you..." He looked at Zhou Xiaozheng, touched his snow-white beard, and nodded repeatedly.

Doctor Hu nudged him, "Stop keeping us in suspense. Have you figured out something? We're all family, so just speak frankly."

Zhou Xiaozheng's eyes flashed and he looked at the other party with interest.

The old man with white hair and a white face, dressed like Maitreya Buddha, shook his head, pointed to an empty seat and asked Zhou Xiaozheng to take a seat.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaozheng ignored the old man with thick eyebrows and smiled at him, "Are you taking a rest today?"

The white-haired old man made a mysterious "hush" sound, signaling him not to speak, and pointed to an empty seat, asking him to sit down first.

The old man with thick eyebrows watched Zhou Xiaozheng bow and apologize before taking a seat. He then looked at the few people standing there, and finally his gaze stopped on Zhou Jiao.

Zhang Guoqing now understood that this person must be a master of metaphysics, or in layman's terms, a fortune teller. A closer look at Master Hu's attitude revealed that he was also a celebrity.

Doctor Hu stepped forward to block it: "That's enough, my little apprentice is timid."

The old man with thick eyebrows shook his head and smiled, "I didn't expect that your luck would turn so fast, it can't be stopped." After that, he took off a string of beads from his wrist and handed it to Zhou Jiao.

"Keep it. It will keep you and your children safe."

Before Zhou Jiao could refuse, Doctor Hu quickly said, "Thank you, Uncle Ma."

Zhou Jiao knew it was a good thing at first glance, otherwise her master wouldn’t be so excited.

She hesitantly looked at the beads the other party handed her. They were fine Buddhist beads. If she was not mistaken, they should be something like an amulet that the old man wore.

“It’s too expensive!”

The old man with thick eyebrows forced the beads into her hand and said with a smile: "He is more reliable than your master. Learn more about his medical skills, but don't learn his shamelessness."

"Thank you, Senior Ma."

The old man with thick eyebrows laughed heartily when he heard this, "She has better judgment than your master. The little girl is good, really good."

Doctor Hu didn't mind at all. He said cheerfully, "Of course. If I'm going to pick one, I'll pick the best one."

The old man with thick eyebrows didn't say anything more. He looked like he couldn't let the secret out. He chuckled and shook his head, continuing to look at Zhang Guoqing and his son, his gaze lingering on Ping An for a moment.

Everyone present noticed this detail to some extent.

The most nervous person was Zhang Guoqing. He wanted to know more than anyone else if there was something wrong with his son. Seeing this, he didn't wait for Mr. Ma to speak, but bowed to the old man.

The old man with thick eyebrows frowned and hesitated. According to their sect's rules, such people could not be offended, and their fortunes could not be told using their eight characters. Who would dare to reveal the secrets of a fate that had been blessed by three generations of ancestors?

He secretly regretted that he had revealed his true identity.

The anxious doctor Hu knew some rules. He picked up Xiao Ping'an and put him in front of the other person. You don't say anything, right? Do you feel embarrassed looking at such a good child?

Old Master Ma sighed inwardly. Never mind. Anyway, I'll never be able to tell fortunes for anyone again in this lifetime, so I'll just give you a few words of advice.

The old man put down the iron ball, squatted down and picked up Ping An, waving to everyone, "You guys sit down first, I'll take the children outside to see the scenery. Crazy Hu, hurry up and get ready, I'll be back soon."

Ping'an immediately looked at Zhou Xiaozheng, and seeing him nod slightly, he immediately hugged Grandpa Ma's neck tightly, nestled against the old man obediently, and looked at the snow-white beard enviously. How nice it would be if he could touch it and then pull a handful!

Standing in the yard, Mr. Ma looked at the child in his arms, staring at his big, dark eyes, and reached out to touch his beard with a smile.

"Grandpa, please put me down. I'm so heavy."

"Heavy? Hahaha, well said. You are indeed a man of great fortune, little one. Have you been enlightened?"

Ping An glanced at him and nodded.

"Little one, we are destined to meet. Today, I will give you a few words. Remember not to mention them to anyone else. Do you understand?"

Xiao Ping'an narrowed his eyes, looked up and nodded with a smile.

"No schooling before the age of eight, and no virginity before the age of eighteen." At this point, the old man hesitated, "Do you understand what virginity is?"

Ping An nodded with a grin, "I've already started learning martial arts."

Old Man Ma chuckled. He had never expected a child this old to be able to say something beyond the truth. It was true that a good horse needed a good saddle. A good fortune truly required nurturing.

"Good boy, after you turn twenty, you can roam freely in this world. Before that, cultivate your character and don't compete with others for a moment's advantage."

"Thank you, great-grandfather."

"When you grow up, stand up for the common people." Old Man Ma patted him, "Remember, don't say these words to outsiders."

Ping An tilted his head, "Even my grandpa and my parents can't do it?"

"Little clever boy." Old Master Ma laughed when he heard this. If he wasn't senile, he would have thought that four elders had come to the child's house today. How long had it been since he saw such a clever child?