Chapter 9

Che Zaiqiang stood in front of the dessert stall, his broad and sturdy body covering the paper board tightly. Customers who wanted to buy dessert were scared away by the big guy with a frown on his face.

Lin Jiahua put the bowl back and stepped forward to reason with him: "Don't be too domineering. We are all from the same neighborhood. Don't hinder others from doing business."

"Domineering?" Che Zaiqiang kicked the paper board with Feng Shui fortune-telling written on it away, and then stretched out his hand to push Lin Jiahua away, sneering and mocking: "It doesn't matter. It's better than having another liar dragging down the reputation of Temple Street! Four-eyed boy, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

Chu Yueqing looked at the kicked-down paper board and supported Lin Jiahua, who was about to fall, with a cold look on her face.

"Everyone's evil deeds will be punished by God. Ye Tianliang deserves to die. Besides, I have already paid the stall fee for Temple Street for a month. It is impossible to move."

It would be better if Ye Tianliang was not mentioned.

Che Zaiqiang's anger became higher and higher when he heard Ye Tianliang's name. Ye Tianliang helped him in the most difficult time. Even if he really killed his wife, he has been punished now.

He has always been loyal. The culprit who killed Ye Tianliang still set up a stall on the opposite street every day. He couldn't accept this tone and immediately widened his eyes.

"Tangshui sister, you'd better watch your words, otherwise even if Tianliang doesn't knock on your door in the middle of the night, I will knock!"

Chu Yueqing understood that the other party was deliberately looking for trouble and wanted to vent Ye Tianliang's anger. No matter whether the fortune-telling was true or not, Che Zaiqiang would do this. "What do you want?"

"What do I want?" Che Zaiqiang saw that he was being tricked and smiled: "Since you are not a liar, you really can tell fortunes. So, I will pay you to tell me once. If you are right, you can stay. If you are not right, just get out."

Lin Jiahua quickly found the loophole, "We don't agree. In this way, you have the final say. Even if you are right, you will say that you are not right. Oh, let's call the police instead of fighting with gangsters."

This was Che Zaiqiang's plan. Regardless of whether Chu Yueqing's prediction was correct or not, he would always say it was not correct. He did not believe that a little girl like Tangshui could stay in Temple Street!

"Do you dare to predict?"

Chu Yueqing always thought that this practice was boring, but the car driver who blocked the way here would also affect the business. "Will you not bother me again after I predict the future?" The car driver

made up his mind to drive him away: "Not only that, if you really predict my life, I can give up the stall rent for the second half of the month and leave Temple Street immediately." Anyway,

one of the two people must leave Temple Street.

When the tourists saw people quarreling, they came over one after another to watch the excitement.

Soon, there were circles of people outside the stall.

The tourists listened to some discussions of the neighbors and were very puzzled.

"How can you say that fortune tellers are bound to lose?"

A knowledgeable neighbor explained, "After all, fortune telling is a personal matter. Whether it is accurate or not is up to Che Zaiqiang, and others don't know."

Another person followed up, "That's right, Che Zaiqiang is determined to drive Chu Ji Tangshui out of the temple street."

"It's difficult for Tangshui Mei to avoid losses."

After the discussion, they shook their heads repeatedly.

Without starting, they already knew that Chu Yueqing was bound to lose.

The two sat opposite each other at the wooden table.

After Chu Yueqing saw Che Zaiqiang's face clearly, he said, "We also need the birth date and eight characters."

Che Zaiqiang gave a random one. Chu Yueqing counted with her fingers and frowned, "The eight characters and the face don't match. This woman with the eight characters is already dead. If you want to calculate, give me a real one." Che Zaiqiang

frowned, thinking that this Tangshui Mei really has some skills. I wanted her to calculate even less accurately, so I gave her the horoscope of my deceased mother, but I didn't expect her to see it.

However, there is no need to worry, just insist that it is inaccurate.

Chu Yueqing calculated the new horoscope and made sure it matched before looking at Che Zaiqiang's face. Many people squeezed in from the back, so she moved her stool closer to the wooden table.

"You are the son of your parents who were old. You have been arrogant since childhood. You dropped out of school in Form 1 and joined the society. There are so many gangs, but you had a narrow vision and followed a gang with no future. Less than a week after you became a gang leader, the gang's boss was hacked to death in Tsim Sha Tsui, and the whole gang was taken down."

"After the first gang collapsed, you didn't give up and joined another one. This time, you thought you were smart and collected protection fees behind the boss's back."

"You made your first pot of gold, but you became addicted to gambling and lost it all. You needed the capital to turn things around, so you went home to get the money, but your mother tried her best to dissuade you."

Che Zaiqiang interrupted impatiently.

"Everyone in Temple Street knows what you said. Who doesn't know the investigation information? Can it be counted as something unknown? It's so easy to be a liar in West Kowloon, I want to do it too."

Chu Yue's next words shocked Che Zaiqiang.

"Your mother has a bitter conscience, but you took a dagger and killed her by mistake."

The originally noisy environment suddenly became quiet, so quiet that you could clearly hear people's breathing.

Che Zaiqiang's Adam's apple rolled.

There was no way anyone would know about this.

Che Zaiqiang denied it flatly, but his arrogant tone became much lower, "I don't know who you are. My mother died of a serious illness. If you don't believe it, you can go to Bo Lan Street and ask the owner of the Chinese and Western Pharmacy if he sold ginseng to keep me alive."

Chu Yueqing did not expose him and continued.

"After your mother died, you quit gambling and came to your senses. You stopped being a traitor and obeyed your family's arrangements. Before you left, you kidnapped the boss' mistress. Now, she has become your wife."

"After that, you became a disciple and sold cart noodles in Temple Street. Although you didn't make a fortune, you were able to support your wife and maintain a stable life."

Seeing that Chu Yueqing hadn't figured out anything else, Che Zaiqiang turned around to get votes from the crowd, "Idiot, except for my mother's matter, everyone else knows about it, right, neighbors?"

There were indeed some neighbors of Che Zaiqiang in the crowd, and they echoed him.

Che Zaiqiang stood up and bent over, knocking his fists on the table with his lower joints, "Close the stall, gossip."

"What's the hurry?" Chu Yueqing crossed her fingers and looked at him calmly, "Is your wife not pregnant?"

Che Zaiqiang wanted to deny it again.

People in the know quickly added:

"Yes, they have been married for three years and still have no children."

"Is it because Aqiang's wife is infertile?"

"Or is it because Aqiang is infertile?"

Che Zaiqiang turned his head and glared at the person who asked the question, "Your tongue is so long, do you want me to cut it off?"

The other party immediately fell silent.

Chu Yueqing exposed, "Your uterus is light red and has a thin line. Logically, you should have a child. In addition, your uterus has a tendency of divorce, but it is as stable as before. You are a man who has been married for three times, how come you have never divorced? The problem is not with you."

As soon as the voice fell, Che Zaiqiang seized the handle and hesitated whether to tell the truth.

In fact, he and his wife have been married for three years, and the other party has not been pregnant. The two went to the hospital for examination and found that he was weak and the probability of successful conception was very low.

Thinking of Ye Tianliang, he gritted his teeth and said, "You calculated wrong again. In fact, I went to the hospital for a check-up. It has nothing to do with my wife. I am sick and cannot have children."

"Who said you are sick?"

"It's written in black and white. How could the result of the hospital's personal appraisal be wrong?" Although Che Zaiqiang did not want to admit his infertility in public, he admitted it in order to drive Tang Shui Mei out of the temple street.

"You've been fooled." Chu Yueqing pointed out directly, "In fact, you are not sick at all. The real identification results were hidden by your wife. It is placed under the bed board where you sleep."

Che Zaiqiang sneered: "To tell you the truth, I moved my mattress to the balcony to bask in the sun early in the morning. There is no way there is anything on the bed board. Admit defeat, Tangshui sister."

Next door, Lin Jiahua packed up the milk buns and delivered them to the customers. He turned his head and said, "Words are not enough. We must go to the scene to check it out."

"Let's go." Che Zaiqiang grabbed the lighter on the table and got up quickly.

Lin Jiahua refused: "You don't have to go. If you really find it, won't you hide it? I know where your home is. I can ask your rickshaw stall staff to come with me."

Che Zaiqiang thought of the empty bed at home and sneered: "I want to see if there is anything you can find for no reason."

Chu Yueqing continued to calculate.

"After you found out that you can't have children, you felt guilty and uneasy, so you tolerated your wife's temper everywhere."

Che Zaiqiang admitted generously: "After all, I have the problem. She won't leave me, so of course I have to indulge her more."

Chu Yueqing looked at him, "If there is no such factor, would you still spoil her?"

Che Zaiqiang remembered the fist he waved at his ex-girlfriend when he was a youth gang, and avoided looking at her guiltily.

"Unfortunately, your wife was used to a life of luxury. As time went by, she often complained and even said she wanted to leave. You couldn't give birth, and you were worried that you would never get married again."

"So, in order to make money,"

Chu Yueqing paused, and then said, "You took up a side business and started selling drugs."

Che Zaiqiang took a breath of cool air, raised his head to meet Chu Yueqing's eyes that seemed to see everything clearly, his heart was beating violently like a drum, and he felt like he was in a steamer, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The consequences of being caught for drug trafficking are very serious.

This matter was done very secretly, and Chu Yueqing, who lived across the street, had no reason to know about it.

Che Zaiqiang denied it immediately without thinking, and pounded his fists on the table, his lighter was aroused and he became emotional.

"Don't slander me. If you sell out, you'll have to go to jail. Don't think of wrongly accusing me!"

Chu Yueqing shook her head, stood up, opened the popsicle box, and poured a bowl of frozen coconut milk peach gum snow swallows.

Seeing that Chu Yueqing didn't finish her words, Che Zaiqiang was sure that the other party had no evidence, "If Ah Kuan comes back later and doesn't find the so-called inspection results, you must pack up and leave here immediately."

Chu Yueqing took a sip of frozen coconut milk, and the coolness suppressed her rising anger, "You have at most three minutes, so you should take care of yourself first."

Che Zaiqiang didn't understand: "What do you mean three minutes?"

Chu Yueqing didn't answer.

The onlookers lowered their heads and whispered to each other, discussing what Che Zaiqiang meant by three minutes left.

Many people were also discussing whether Che Zai Qiang was really selling white noodles.

However, Che Zai Qiang was selling cart noodles all day, so where did he find the time to sell white noodles?

Could it be that Tang Shui Mei really wanted to wrongly accuse Che Zai Qiang?

Finally.

Someone shouted, "Ah Hua is back!"