Chapter 103

Instantly,

the whole temple street fell silent.

"What...what organ donation? What...one million." Mrs. Tang's eyes widened, full of astonishment and disbelief.

She rolled her eyes and almost fainted from fear. She trembled and slapped her chest: "Master, please explain clearly. Why would my son donate his organs for no reason?"

Chu Yueqing blew on the teacup,

"He joined a gang. After school today, he will make an appointment with his friends. He will be accidentally hacked to death at the dock at about six o'clock."

She counted with her fingers again.

"Later, you were notified to arrive at the hospital. Your son still had one breath left and said he wanted to donate his organs. You agreed."

The neighbors suddenly realized.

"I see."

"Just saying how is it possible to make a million without doing anything."

"Between a million and a son, I really don't know what Auntie Tang will choose."

"Are you still talking nonsense? She'll definitely choose her son."

An old man selling fish at the Kowloon Farmers' Market said meaningfully: "It's hard to say, human nature is darker than you think. I've seen someone sell his own daughter to a nightclub."

Auntie Tang came back to her senses from the shock, and when she saw someone doubting her, she smiled bitterly and said: "I have wanted to get rich for sixty years, but after all, isn't getting rich just about giving my family a better life? I got a treasure in my middle age, how could I bear to let anything happen to him?"

As she said that, she went to see Chu Yueqing.

"Master, are you sure you didn't make a mistake? My son has always been a good student. He has received a lot of praise from teachers from primary school to junior high school. How could he join a gang?"

Aunt Tang couldn't believe that her always well-behaved son would be involved with a gang.

Chu Yueqing picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Your son is not a bad person by nature, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of donating organs like his father. The reason why he joined the underworld is actually because of you." "

Me?" Mrs. Tang was confused when she was anxious. "I have always given him pocket money. How can it be related to me?"

Chu Yueqing said, "You are too eager to make money. You think about it almost every day, so you ignore your son's mental health. You also have a strong desire to control and often interfere in his life."

"If you just ignored him, it would be fine. The bad thing is that you often compare him with the neighbor's child across the street, saying that the neighbor's child is sensible. Although he didn't continue to study after Form 9, he always brings a lot of money home."

"You should let him and the neighbor's kid study more, right?"

Auntie Tang nodded with a pale face.

In her opinion, the neighbor's kid was indeed sensible, and even though he didn't go to school, he could still earn tens of thousands of yuan for the family every month.

She told her son about it just because she wanted him to be filial to her when he grew up.

"Master, you got it right, I did it."

Chu Yue shook her head, "You only know that the neighbor's kid can make money, but you don't know how he makes money. He hangs out with gangs, and he gets a lot of money from the gang leader when he makes money."

"Your son often hears you talking about him, and he feels that he is useless, and his grades in the class are not that good. In the end, he plucked up the courage to become the neighbor's kid's younger brother."

The neighbors were shocked when they heard the last part.

Because many of them are also parents, they like to compare other people's children with their own.

"Because of being compared, your child became a gangster and was hacked to death?"

"I often compare my child with the children of my friends. We are all friends and our IQs are similar, so why are the children so different?"

"Looking at Auntie Tang, I dare not compare my children anymore, lest I lose more than I gain."

"Master, is it really that serious?"

Chu Yueqing put down the teacup and looked at the neighbor next to her. The person asking the question was obviously a young new mother.

She nodded, "Yes, you think it's just two sentences of comparison, but for the children, it's like a huge mountain, pressing on their hearts and making it impossible to breathe. In the long run, the children will definitely have psychological problems."

The new mother was shocked: "It seems that I can no longer tell the baby that he doesn't drink as much milk as other children."

Auntie Tang recalled the recent clues at home, and indeed found that her son who usually stayed at home became very fond of running outside.

Thinking about her son being hacked to death.

She was worried: "If I keep an eye on my son and tell him not to go anywhere and not to fight, he can avoid death, right?"

"Yes, it can be avoided."

Just when Auntie Tang breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Chu Yueqing's light voice asking again.

"You can avoid it once, can you avoid it a second time?"

Auntie Tang's heart skipped a beat, "And... will there be a second time?"

Chu Yueqing was surprised: "Of course, as the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to learn well, but a day to learn bad things. If someone has learned bad things, how can he be persuaded once or twice?"

"The status and position of students and gangsters are different. Students are under the supervision of their parents and teachers, while gangsters can gain power with the support of underworld organizations. No one in the society dares to mess with gangsters for fear of being sought for revenge."

"Your son enjoys the pleasure of being feared by everyone. It is impossible to stop him from being a gangster and study hard."

Auntie Tang looked anxious. She had not thought of these at all. She sat up slightly and asked anxiously: "Then according to the master, what should I do?"

Chu Yueqing thought about it.

Auntie Tang's son went astray because of psychological problems. In this case, any talisman is useless.

The effect of talisman paper is only against evil spirits.

"Let's do as I say."

"Okay." Auntie Tang was anxious, "I must listen to the master."

"Go pick him up after school, go in person." Chu Yueqing paused, and then said, "Remember to praise the child loudly to other classmates or passers-by at the school gate."

Auntie Tang nodded and waited for the next step. Seeing that Chu Yueqing didn't say anything else, she felt puzzled: "Then what? Do we still have to tie him up?"

Chu Yueqing shook her head: "No need for anything else, but never use radical methods, just exaggerate, exaggerate vigorously, exaggerate in a big way."

Mrs. Tang was still worried.

Can exaggeration really bring her son back to the right path?

But thinking that her son would be in trouble soon, she could not sit still, so she stood up, paid the fortune-telling fee, and hurriedly said: "Master, I will go to pick someone up now."

Mrs. Tang decided to give it a try first, regardless of whether exaggeration was useful or not.

Then, no matter what, her son must not go out today!

After the people left.

Chu Yueqing picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and a neighbor thought about it and couldn't understand why exaggeration could be useful, so he asked.

Chu Yueqing explained.

"Young and Dangerous, everyone pretends to be cold and arrogant, and often the fierce and evil are cold-blooded and ruthless."

Young and Dangerous can also be divided into the righteous and good side, but the one that Tang's son followed was a complete bad guy who dared to kill

people without blinking an eye. If Tang's son did not quit, even if he did not die, he would sooner or later be imprisoned for killing people.

"They even take pride in disobeying their parents and beating the elderly. What do you think a good child and a person with conscience in the eyes of parents represent in such a black society?"

The neighbors were confused.

"Does it mean a soft character, easy to bully and easy to control?"

"Yes, Master, even if a person has a conscience, he will lose his humanity after being in the underworld for a long time, right?"

There was only one uncle who used to be a gangster. After Chu Yueqing finished explaining, he applauded: "Great! Master, this move is really great!"

He was quite emotional, "When I was young and ignorant, I was mixed up in society, and what I hated most were soft bones and weak feet! People with conscience were called indecisive by us, and they really dragged down the society."

"Master's move is equivalent to cutting off the kid's retreat. Think about it, how could a black society full of wolves and tigers allow a little white sheep to appear?"

"That's the truth." Chu Yueqing smiled and looked at the crowd, "Okay, let's start the next fortune telling."

The fortune teller was a young man in his early twenties. He was wearing a black leather jacket, a red and white polka dot scarf on his head, and an earring on his right ear. He looked like a hippie, holding a cup of coffee and roasted milk that he had just bought.

As soon as he sat down, he kept shaking: "Master, it's really a bit cold to queue up early in the morning. Can you build a shed to avoid the wind?"

"I probably won't build a shed, but my shop on Temple Street will open soon. If you can come and take shelter from the wind and rain then, you can come." Chu Yueqing smiled after he finished speaking.

"Two hundred per divination. If you think it's okay, tell me your birth date and eight characters."

"Birth date and eight characters? Fortunately, I prepared it." Tan Bei tilted his buttocks, took out a piece of paper from his jeans pocket, unfolded it and put it on the table, smiling.

"Master, here, this is my birth date and eight characters."

Chu Yueqing took a look, wrote down the eight characters, counted on his fingers and said, "Your family conditions are not bad, considered well-off. The eight characters contain Wenquxing, and you are very good at studying. You also won a scholarship this year, right?"

"Hehe." Tan Bei touched his earrings, "Master is a master, and he speaks differently."

So.

Tan Bei originally planned to find a fortune teller on the street yesterday, and he found two at random. When they saw Tan Bei's dress, they said that although he was not good at studying, he had a lot of room for promotion at work.

Work?

He is still in college, how can he get a formal job?

No comparison, no harm.

The master not only calculated that he had good grades, but also calculated that he won a scholarship this year.

Chu Yueqing asked: "What do you want to calculate?"

Tan Bei's smile gradually faded. He recalled something and looked around, then whispered: "I think there is a thief in my house."

The neighbors were curious.

"Brother, why do you think there's a thief in your house?"

"You must have lost something very important, right?"

"Spend two hundred dollars to tell fortunes and catch a thief? He stole your things, and you're going to spend money on him?"

"I must call the police, and let him go to jail if he's caught."

Tan Bei touched his earrings and sighed, "I also want the thief to go to jail, so I called the police, but the police said the amount was too small to file a case."

The amount was too small to file a case?

The neighbors found it strange.

"It shouldn't be like that. In Hong Kong, anyone with a hundred or two hundred can be arrested."

"Right, brother, what did you lose?"

The young man stretched out his hand, squeezed the fair face together, and sighed for a long time with a very painful expression.

"Socks, all my socks were stolen."

Socks?

It turned out that the socks were stolen?

Is there a thief in this world who only steals socks?

The atmosphere in the whole place suddenly became strange.

"Ahem."

The neighbors looked at each other, and a grandma asked, "You said a thief broke into the house and just stole the socks?"

"Yes, the thief didn't steal anything, just the socks." Tan Bei was also very upset, "I wash socks once a week, so I bought seven pairs and stored them in the basket. When I was ready to wash them..."

Tan Bei recalled picking up the empty basket, fear in his eyes.

"Gone... Not a single pair."

"The thief sneaked in when I was not in the room, and then stole them!"

The neighbors laughed, and even the grandma who started the questioning laughed to tears.

"Brother, are you mistaken? How can a thief sneak into a house just to steal socks despite the risk of being caught?"

"We have seen a delusional girl before." Another neighbor said, "Is it because you are under too much pressure to study that you think your socks were stolen?"

"Yeah, young people like to throw away things now. Maybe you stuff your socks in a corner."

Tan Bei shook his head, "Maybe I didn't make it clear. I've lost socks more than once or twice."

"At first, I thought I had lost my socks somewhere because of my memory problems. But they kept happening over the past six months. I wear new socks almost every month."

If you lose a few pairs of socks occasionally, that's normal.

But if they keep happening every month for six months, it's really unbelievable.

The neighbors also started another guess.

"Could it be that your window was not closed tightly? Some wild cats and dogs came in and took away the socks?"

"Or maybe you accidentally threw the socks into the trash can while cleaning?"

Tan Bei denied again: "That's even more impossible. The window is close to the street market and it's very noisy. In order to better block the noise, I also installed wooden boards outside the window. Unless necessary, the window will not be opened all year round." "

As for throwing it into the garbage bag, it's even more impossible, because I have thrown money into the trash can before. Now every time I throw garbage, I will check the trash can."

The more Tan Bei thought about it, the more miserable his face became. He stood up and held Chu Yueqing's wrist tightly, "Master, I report too many cases each time, and the police already think I'm an idiot."

"Can you help catch the thief? I really don't want to lose my socks anymore."

He said, more distressed, "In order not to lose my socks, I used to wash them every seven days, and then I used a hair dryer to blow dry the socks, and then stuffed them under the pillow."

Tan Bei was nervous, not only was he considered a mental patient by the police, but also by his classmates.

Chu Yueqing counted on her fingers and raised her eyes, "The socks are actually still at your house."

The neighbors were more certain.

"You are just under too much pressure from studying. The master said the socks are still at your house." "When you

are under a lot of mental stress, you will become suspicious. I used to be like that."

"You need a psychiatrist more than a fortune teller."

"Yes, go see a psychiatrist."

"That's impossible." Tan Bei was shocked. He lowered his head and kept patting his red headscarf. "It shouldn't be. I searched the room and couldn't find the socks." The more

he thought about it, the more scared he felt.

Could it be...

he really studied too hard and became an idiot?

Just as Tan Bei was doubting himself, a simple sentence floated down.

"In your home, not in your room."

Tan Bei looked up in confusion: "In your home? Not in your room?"

Chu Yueqi counted with his fingers, "Actually, your feeling is not wrong, someone did steal your socks, and that person is your roommate."

Tan Bei was shocked: "Master, you even know that I have a roommate?"

Then he shook his head violently, "No, why would my roommate steal my socks?"

Tan Bei felt incredible, his roommate looked gentle and didn't look like someone who would steal.

The most important thing is.

"My girlfriend is my roommate's cousin, and we can be together thanks to his support. Why did he... steal my socks?"

Tan Bei was confused after being shocked.

Chu Yueqing said, "Actually, if you think about it, you should be able to find clues that he stole your socks."

Tan Bei quickly replayed the fragments of his memories in his mind, and he really caught one or two times, "Once, he came down from the rooftop and was about to enter the room with a pile of socks. I found my socks among them, so I asked him. He said he took the wrong socks, so he returned my socks."

"Another time, I happened to go home and ran into him taking dirty socks from my basket. I asked him about it, and he explained that he was helping me wash them. How could he be so embarrassed? I immediately snatched the socks back."

Thinking of this scene, Tan Bei couldn't help but feel disgusted.

How could socks smell so good? Especially men's socks. He plays sports every day, and every time he takes off his socks, the smell is sour and smelly.

Tan Bei believes in Master Chu's divination. After all, she is the only master who is not fooled by his appearance and can calculate that he has a scholarship.

He just can't understand...why would your roommate steal socks if they are so smelly?

"In fact, he not only steals your socks, he also steals other residents' socks." Chu Yueqi stopped calculating and took a sip of tea from the cup. "If you ask, you should be able to find a lot of victims like you. Among these people, there are children in their teens, office workers in their thirties, and old men in their sixties and seventies."

The neighbors talked about it.

"Wow, your roommate is really perverted. Others are crazy about stealing teachers' panties, but your roommate is crazy about stealing smelly socks."

"Does he have some special fetish that is unknown to others?"

"I know a pervert who likes to smell smelly socks. One time, I just got off work and my velvet socks didn't absorb sweat and my high heels were slipping, so I thought of taking them off and throwing them in the trash can."

"Guess what happened?"

"As soon as I sat down on the bench, a pervert stared at me and asked if I could sell my stockings to him. I was so scared that I didn't dare to throw away the socks and took them home."

Tan Bei pinched his earrings and thought, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he might look up at the master, "If my roommate stole socks from many people on the same floor, such a large quantity, could it be that he also wanted to sell them?"

Chu Yue nodded lightly, "He stole a large amount of socks to sell them, and he made a lot of money through this channel."

Tan Bei saw that his roommate stole socks to sell them, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and he also understood why, "His family conditions are not good, and he must have come up with a trick to do business because he was forced into a corner. Selling socks is originally a good thing, but stealing is not right."

"He could have come to me openly to ask for it. He could also go to other residents' homes to collect their socks. I believe someone would buy them as long as they paid some money."

However, after learning the truth,

Tan Bei put down the heavy stone that was weighing on his heart. If it was just for the sake of making money, he could forgive his roommate .

After all, his girlfriend was introduced by his roommate, and they even made plans to get married after graduation. Everyone will be relatives in the future, and they will see each other every day.

He took out the money and prepared to pay the divination fee.

Chu Yueqing looked at the money on the table and blinked, "Wait, he steals other people's socks and sells them, but he doesn't steal your socks."

Tan Bei was puzzled: "Huh?"

Then a bad idea came to his mind, and he sat down again after standing up.

"No... it's... what I thought, right?" Tan Bei was trembling as he spoke.

"Right." Chu Yueqing smiled kindly, "It's what you thought, he's collecting your socks?"

"Why... why?" Tan Bei was shocked and felt his face numb.

"Need I tell you?" Chu Yueqing tilted her head.

Tan Bei couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up and walked around the table a few times to take off his headscarf, his brain was like being struck by lightning and his eyes widened: "Could it be that... he likes me?"

Chu Yueqing answered affirmatively.

He was even more confused, "Then why did he introduce his cousin to me?"

Chu Yueqing said, "After he introduced his cousin to you, did it naturally become your roommate?"

Tan Bei thought about it again and again, and nodded weakly, "Yes, I originally had a roommate, but after he left, I was thinking about preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. I was too lazy to move and didn't want to rent a house to a new roommate. It would be much quieter to be alone."

"My current roommate also mentioned the idea of ​​sharing a house with me at the beginning, but I refused. It

wasn't until he introduced his cousin to me and we started dating that my roommate mentioned it again." "I thought that girlfriends are introduced by others, and he wants a house with a good environment and cheap rent. There is no reason to refuse him again."

The more Tan Bei thought about it, the angrier he became.

His girlfriend has been fatherless since she was a child. She regards her roommate's father as her biological father and her roommate as her brother.

As a result...

her roommate has no good intentions and introduces her cousin to him just to live with him?

"Master, he didn't sell my socks, so where are my socks?"

Chu Yueqing said, "They are all in his room." Tan

Bei couldn't stand it anymore, paid the divination fee and left the dessert stand in a hurry.

In Liwan Community, a young man dressed in hip-hop clothes walked into a residential building with a policeman and explained bitterly: "Sir, believe me, I know who stole the socks, and I didn't call the police falsely."

Several uniformed police officers knew the young man.

One of the uniformed policemen with a pager on his chest patted Tan Bei on the shoulder and sighed, "Little brother, you always say that a thief broke into the house, but the only thing missing was the socks. We really can't file a case if we can't find the person."

"We're very busy. We only have three streets left to patrol. We really don't have much time to waste."

Tan Bei explained anxiously, "Sir, just believe me. Not only my socks were stolen in this building, but many other people's socks were stolen."

More and more people from the Liwan community gathered to watch.

A grandfather in his eighties or nineties wearing a Tang suit angrily threw his hands and said, "I want to call the police too! This young man is not the only one who has lost socks. I always take dozens of pairs of socks to the rooftop to wash, but they are gone. I thought about staking out and catching the person, but I didn't catch him, and my socks disappeared again."

Someone spoke up.

Gradually, more and more people called the police.

"I also lost more than a dozen pairs of stockings I wore."

"I also lost dozens of pairs of socks."

"All of them!"

The uniformed police looked more and more solemn as they saw more and more victims. Now, even if the socks lost were worthless, it became a vicious case that would harm society because of the large number of people who called the police.

The officer pressed the intercom and

said, "There is a situation in Liwan Community. Please send more personnel immediately." Then the officer followed Tan Bei upstairs. Tan Bei opened the door and heard the sound coming from his roommate's door .

He walked over and knocked on the door, "Open the door." After his roommate moved in, Tan Bei had never entered his room. His roommate often acted very mysterious and carefully locked the room every time he came out. As time went by, Tan Bei was too lazy to enter his room. After waiting for a while, the door creaked open a crack, and a haggard man poked his head out. He was used to seeing the uniformed police following behind Tan Bei, "Abei, are you calling the police again?" The man said with a sinister smile, "Abei has really become stupid from studying too much. He suspects that someone has entered the house every day. I didn't find any thieves when I lived with him. Sirs, you have worked hard. I will teach Abei to be more sensible in the future." Every time the man saw the police coming to his house, he would be sinister. In the past, Tan Bei ignored him for the sake of his girlfriend. Now seeing him being sinister again, Tan Bei became more and more angry and pushed the man away, "Go away!" The man fell back, and the gap in the door was pushed open a lot, and a foul smell came out. Everyone present couldn't help but pinch their noses. The man fell to the ground in shock, and hurriedly climbed up with his hands and feet to close the door, "You can't come in!" The uniformed police took out their credentials, "Please cooperate with the investigation. If you don't, we have the right to use weapons." With that, several uniformed police forced their way into the room. Tan Bei came in and saw that the floor was full of packed black plastic bags. He poured out one of them, and it was full of pairs of socks. Someone who followed outside was shocked when he saw the socks, "Those are my socks!" "That pair is mine!" "Okay, you young man, why don't you steal socks!" Seeing the conclusive evidence, the man didn't dare to argue anymore and squatted in the corner. The house was filled with a sour stench. Tan Bei pinched his nose and searched everywhere for his socks. Finally, after searching the whole house, he still couldn't find his socks. Seeing that Tan Bei still couldn't find them, the man hypocritically explained: "Abei, stop looking. I really didn't take your socks." Tan Bei didn't listen. The master said that if the socks were at home, they must be at home. He looked at the big bed. The quilt on the bed was not folded, but neatly spread out. Seeing that Tan Bei wanted to go over, the man stopped him and said, "You have helped me a lot. I would never steal your things. Really." Tan Bei pulled the quilt open with a cold face. A strong sour smell came out. The whole bed was full of his unwashed socks. The man was about to explain, but Tan Bei grabbed his clothes and punched him hard. "You pervert!" Not far away.

There is a secondary school next to the Litchi Bay neighborhood.

The school bell rang.

Auntie Tang was at the school gate. Usually, she would not come to the school to pick up people, and her son would go home by himself.

Now that she was here, she realized that there were so many gangsters at the school gate!

Two more gangsters whistled and looked at the female students with ill intentions.

Auntie Tang helped to block a younger female student, "Go home quickly."

The female student and her companions nodded quickly in fear.

Finally.

Tang Jialiang and two male classmates walked out arm in arm. When they saw Auntie Tang at the door, a little awkwardness flashed across their young face.

The male classmates were gangbangers together. When they saw Tang Jialiang's mother coming, they joked, "Hey, you're so grown up, do you still need your parents to pick you up?"

"You haven't even taken off your diaper, and you're trying to join gangbangers?" Another one also teased.

Tang Jialiang could only walk out of the school gate alone, a little impatient: "Mom, why are you here at school?"

Auntie Tang was annoyed by Tang Jialiang's impatience, but when she saw the gangsters who were obviously waiting for her son at the door, she remembered what the master said and forced a smile.

"Jialiang, you behaved so well at home, and mom decided to wait for you every day in the future."

"What do you mean by behaved well?" Tang Jialiang thought about it seriously. He had hardly been home for the past two months, and he hadn't helped his mother with work. How could he behave well?

Mrs. Tang took his hand, looked at the gangster who was listening with his ears tilted up, then looked back at her ignorant son, and for the first time her eyes softened.

"You help your mother with housework and cooking. You help your mother with laundry even though she is older. Also, you listen to what your mother says and never contradict her. You are doing so well and yet you say you are not good enough?"

The gangster leader who was listening gradually showed a look of disgust.

Doing housework?

Their hands are for holding machetes!

"Damn it, I thought I got a good deal, but it turned out to be junk?" The gangster was so angry that he couldn't listen any more, threw away his cigarette butt, picked up the knife and was about to leave.

Tang Jialiang knew his elder brother was leaving, and knew that something bad was going to happen, so he rushed over and said, "Brother Quan, don't leave. Aren't we going to Wan Chai Pier later?"

Another gangster stopped him, threw away his toothpick, put one hand in his pocket, looked back at Mrs. Tang in a rogue manner, and said sarcastically, "You should take off your diaper first, and I don't think I'll let you fight with your bottle in your hand? It's really low."

They were waiting at the school gate, originally planning to go to the fight with Tang Jialiang.

Now seeing Tang Jialiang's soft-footed shrimp like a mother's baby, which gangster would be willing to take him?

Tang Jialiang was angry, but he couldn't bear to get angry with his mother, so he could only bury his head and sulk.

Seeing that the gangsters had gone far away, Auntie Tang heaved a sigh of relief and apologized sincerely: "Ah Liang, I was wrong before. You are very good, but Mom didn't see it and always compared you with others. From now on... Mom will never do this again."

Hearing this.

Tang Jialiang's back stiffened and he looked up in disbelief: "Really...really?"

"Really." Auntie Tang said a lot more and kept apologizing.

Finally, Tang Jialiang's depression disappeared, and he confessed to his mother: "Actually...I became a gangster because I wanted to hear other people's praise and to be in the spotlight."

When he was a gangster, everyone was afraid of him.

In order to please him, his classmates would often say something flattering about him.

Tang Jialiang was blinded by these vague things because he had never heard a few words of praise since he was a child.

He looked up and saw that Auntie Tang's hair had turned gray, as if she had grown up after opening her heart to her mother.

Back home.

Tang Jialiang took off his coat and took the mop to mop the floor. He looked at Auntie Tang who went to the kitchen to cook, thought for a while, and said.

"Mom, I will study hard in the future and never play with them again."

Auntie Tang saw that her son was safe and would never become a gangster and be hacked to death outside, so she wiped her eyes and said, "Okay, Mom believes you."

She finally let go of her heart.

I didn't expect that just a few words of praise could save her son.

Fortunately, it was in time.

She almost pushed her son into a place of no return with hurtful words.

This side of Temple Street.

It was the last hexagram.

Chu Yueqing had just put down her teacup when a little girl of about fifteen or sixteen sat down in front of her.

The little girl was very quiet. She was wearing a school uniform with a sailor collar. Her long black hair was braided into two large pigtails and her hair was neatly braided. She looked quiet and well-behaved.

After a while, the little girl raised her red eyes and said timidly, "Master, this seat was given to me by an auntie? Can it be counted?"

Chu Yueqing looked at the crowd of onlookers. The big sister who ran the shaobing shop was standing at the front of the crowd, still wearing the shaobing shop apron.

The big sister explained, "Master, the little girl has something she can't get over. Please help her calculate it first. My problem is not urgent."

"Okay." Chu Yueqing nodded, retracted her gaze, and told the old rules.

"Two hundred per divination. If you think it's okay, tell me your birth date."

"I have money." Fu Feifei took out money from her schoolbag and was about to hand it over.

Chu Yueqing stopped her.

She smiled slightly: "Don't rush to ask for the money. Tell me your birth date first."

Fu Feifei bit her moist lips and became embarrassed. "Master, I... I don't have my birth date."

Then she asked, "Can I still tell you without my birth date?"

"Of course." Chu Yueqing didn't care. She pinched her eyebrows, then clasped her hands and began to look at Fu Feifei's face carefully.

"According to physiognomy, the Brother Palaces under both eyebrows are slightly arched, left for males and right for females, so you should have an older sister and a younger brother. However, there is a small dent in the right eyebrow, so your sister is no longer alive. As for the Parent Palace, it was not prominent originally, but now it seems to be a little bright, so you have a parental affinity but are very far away from your biological parents."

At this point,

Chu Yue paused and raised her eyes, "Are your current parents your adoptive parents?"

When Fu Feifei heard what her adoptive parents said, tears suddenly filled her dark eyes again. She nodded repeatedly, and tears continued to fall.

Seeing that she was temporarily unable to speak, Chu Yueqing continued, "Judging from your face, you are very lucky with your parents. The shadow of your parents' protection can be seen in your wealth palace, property palace, and life palace. In other words, your adoptive parents are truly good to you, and they are willing to do anything for you."

Fu Feifei folded the paper that she had used to wipe her tears and held it in her hand. She calmed down her emotions before speaking, "Actually, I only found out today that my adoptive parents are not my biological parents."

"From childhood to adulthood, they have been very good to me and met any of my requests. It may be because of this that, although I have heard some rumors, I never believed them. Until..."

"Until your biological parents came to your house yesterday." Chu Yueqing smiled, "Really?"

Fu Feifei wiped her tears with a tissue and nodded: "My biological parents said that I was abducted by traffickers. They didn't give up just because I was a girl. On the contrary, they spent money to keep looking for me."

"My sister was hit by a car on the way to find me."

"And my grandparents couldn't accept my abduction and passed away early. Now that my parents have found me, they hope that I can return to my family and sever ties with my adoptive parents."

Fu Feifei couldn't hold back any longer and cried on the table. On one side is the grace of birth and on the other side is the grace of adoption. Both sides are very important relatives to her.

"Master...what should I do?"

Just at this time, a middle-aged man with a gloomy brow came out. He looked at his biological daughter, afraid that she would misunderstand the fortune-teller's words and choose not to go home with him.

So he directly grabbed Fu Feifei.

After Fu Feifei was hurt, the middle-aged man relaxed a little and looked at Chu Yueqing cautiously.

"Feifei, come home with me quickly. What's the use of fortune-telling? Your mother is in the hospital for an emergency. She almost died of dystocia when she gave birth to you. Do you really have the heart to make her anxious?"

Chu Yueqing narrowed her eyes and stared at the middle-aged man's face.

After a while.

She sneered and laughed angrily.