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Fubao looked at him with red eyes, "I had that dream, Dad, I'm scared!"

As soon as Huo Jinxi heard it, he knew that she was reminding Shen Jianlin.

Shen Jianlin was indeed shocked when he first heard it. His heart skipped a beat. It was impossible for him to say that he was not nervous.

After all, Nannan’s dream was so complete that it didn’t sound like something she made up. Moreover, some things are very mysterious, and children’s dreams may be very accurate.

But Shen Jianlin has received education, and now advocates materialism and dispels superstition. And he has never done anything wrong, so his end won't be so tragic, right?

After Shen Jianlin recovered, he smiled and said, "Nannan, don't be afraid. It's just a dream. Isn't it said that dreams are the opposite of reality? So Daddy will be fine, don't worry."

That being said, Old Lady Shen was still frightened. Her face turned pale and she couldn't help but say, "Jianlin, you have to take Nannan's words to heart. Do you have any contracts to sign recently?"

Shen Jianlin thought about it and said, "No."

He laughed again and continued nonchalantly, "Signing a contract is just a business negotiation. That's the boss's business. I'm just a small worker in the construction team. How can it be my turn? Forget signing a contract. I've never even seen what a contract looks like!"

Hearing him say this, the old couple breathed a sigh of relief.

But Old Lady Shen was still worried and warned: "It's not your turn to discuss business now, but don't you want to be a big worker? Won't you be able to discuss business then? So you still have to be careful, sometimes dreams are so weird."

"Let me tell you, Mrs. Zhang from our village told me a few days ago that one morning, three sparrows were pecking at food in her yard, and her little grandson caught the sparrows and locked them in a chicken coop. Mrs. Zhang saw the three sparrows chirping at her in the cage, and she felt a little sorry for them, so she let them go."

"Guess what? When Mrs. Zhang was sleeping at night, she dreamed that the three children thanked her for letting them go. The next day, Mrs. Zhang woke up and was scared..." Seeing that the whole family was very surprised and looked unbelievable, Mrs. Shen sighed, "So, there are some things that you can't explain clearly, they are very mysterious!"

"This..." Shen Jianlin didn't quite believe it. He wasn't as superstitious as most rural people. But in order to reassure his family, he nodded and said, "I understand. I'll pay attention."

Fearing that he was just talking and didn't take his "dream" seriously, Fubao pursed his lips, stared at his forehead with his big round eyes and said, "Dad's forehead is black, and there is black air on the top of his head!"

If someone else said this, they would definitely be angry and feel cursed. But Fubao said it was different. After all, Aunt Zhao, the village chief and Li Chunhua were there. Fubao said that they would be unlucky and have disasters, and the results all came true.

The family looked at each other and became nervous and scared again.

Old Mrs. Shen's lips trembled. "Nannan, is there really a black aura on your father's head? You... you didn't see it wrong, did you?"

Fubao shook his head, "No..."

Lin Xiujuan looked at Shen Jianlin's face, trying to see something from his face. Unfortunately, she was not Fubao, so she could not see anything. She could only reach out and hold Shen Jianlin's arm tightly, with a look of worry on her face.