Lu Xingze squinted his eyes lazily, his hair was messy, and he was about to bend down to pick up the motorcycle as if it had nothing to do with him, then sat upright and left in a casual manner.

As a result, the little guy's inner voice became unreasonable.

[Don't ride it! This bike has been tampered with and cannot be ridden. In the original text, you broke both legs and will have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life! ]

[Check carefully, the tire is flat! If you ride on it, you will definitely be thrown off with the bike, but be careful...]

Lu Xingze was about to ride the bike...

Lu Xingze and Li Mu said at the same time: !!!

Lu Xingze's free and easy manner disappeared without a trace, and even his forehead was faintly gloomy. He was simply unbearable! This kid is good in every way, but the voice of cursing him is the most unpleasant! Li Mu observed the words and expressions, and was surprised in his heart. He silently stepped forward to explore whether the tire was true?

You won't know until you see it, and you'll be shocked! The tire has been deflated to the thickness of a book without knowing when. If you ride away, you will lose your legs at the least, or even your life! Li Mu is not the kind of person who will not help others. He faces school bullies, criminal records, hooligans, etc.

I could only tremble as I tried to go over and pat him on the shoulder.

Who knew...

[You can’t take pictures! Sister, if you want to get rid of the scumbag, or die in childbirth, I’m afraid you can’t touch boys for the time being, otherwise you will lose money and your life! ]

After hearing this, Li Mu calmly put his hands back into his pockets, and was shocked as if he realized it afterward. What!!! So serious!!! Can't touch a man in this life??? Li Mu wanted to scream to the sky, but it would cost her money and her life, wouldn't it be a loss of both the wife and the army? Li Mu shook her head in her heart like a rattle, and made up her mind not to touch a man again, not to mention a hair! ! Lu Xingze heard it vaguely, but he could vaguely guess.

This kid actually knew his destiny? That's right, he felt something was wrong when he picked up the motorcycle, and only discovered the truth when he glanced at the tire.

It turned out that someone had punctured the tire or deliberately deflated it, just to make him lose his leg? Lu Xingze trusted the little girl who knew her fate, and instantly...

Li Mu quietly observed his expression, and instantly understood everything. He stammered and said with a little excitement:

"Oh, the tire is broken? Can I call the repairman for you?"

* At this moment, the setting sun was holding a grand farewell ceremony, and the sunset dyed the entire sky red.

After finishing work, Mrs. Sang left and went to Yue Lao Temple alone.

On the contrary, Jiang Youbai's scenes were re-shot and he would not come over to bother her, so she could just leave early.

As for Shen Nianci, did he take the wrong medicine? His eyes were glued to her, staring at her all day long.

Standing beside the willow trees, along the stone road, the mirror-like water is reflected with fragments of the sunset, the waves are sparkling, and the wooden bridge is bustling with people, it is particularly peaceful.

Strolling into the temple, I saw that the golden body of the Yue Lao statue in the temple had fallen off, the temple was tilted, and the walls outside the temple were mottled and covered with moss and wormwood.

There is a peach tree in front of us, with bare branches hung with red strings. The red strings are tied with bells, dancing in the wind, which is very pleasant to hear.

Madam Sang entered the hall and explored a bit.

Where is Yue Lao?

Could it be that he died due to old age?

Yue Lao: “…”

An old man slowly walked over from behind the temple, wearing a red robe with black patterned sleeves, a red silk headband on his head, and no emotion in his eyes.

It looks like it came from ancient times, and it is quite different from the modern times!

"What do you want from me?" The old man narrowed his eyes indifferently.

Mrs. Sang turned around slightly. This little old man is always elusive!

Fortunately, she did not think about it too much, but instead told the story of how she had prayed for a marriage partner here ten years ago, and asked: "Matchmaker, I followed your instructions and walked in the second row to take the red thread, but why is it that I have not found a happy marriage yet, and instead ended up in divorce?"

The old man waved his hands shamelessly and said, "Little kid, you don't think there's something wrong with my matchmaking? That red string must be your destined person!"

The old man stared at her with a red face, and felt that she didn't seem to be deliberately looking for trouble. Could it be that there was really something wrong with the relationship? Thinking of this, the old man stopped insisting and turned to the bottom of the marriage tree to look for the two old red strings.

Mrs. Sang finally turned her head slightly and followed him.

Soon, the two red lines were found. They were probably old and white after hanging on the treetop for too long and being ravaged by nature.

The writing on it became blurred, but the old man was used to it.

However, he had sharp eyes and he realized something was wrong after just a few glances. He put his hands into his sleeves and calculated for a while without anyone noticing.

Then his brows knitted together, his face wrinkled into a sack in an instant, and he asked:

"Your last name is Sang, and your first name is Ning? Are you the young master of the Shen family?"

Merge or separate?

It should be a divorce, right?

Mrs. Sang nodded but said nothing.

Hearing this, the old man's eyes flashed with a sharp light and his lips trembled suddenly.

The dust is already in turmoil, and fate is bound to fluctuate!

What is the origin of this little kid? His destiny is so blessed!

He should help the little Fuwa, maybe it would benefit himself? Mrs. Sang looked at his colorful face and was very confused.

After thinking about it, I heard the old man talking nonsense and saying with regret: "You, you! You have lost more than ten years of your youth! In fact, someone deliberately tied you up with a red string and forced you to be tied to the Shen family!"

!!! !!! "What!" Madam Sang's eyes widened in anger, she was stunned.

"Don't worry too much, I will untie it for you right away and tie it to the destined person. This way, there will be no mistakes!"

As the old man spoke, he untied the tangled red string, and personally tore off Shen Nianci's red string, and then picked up the red string from among the many branches and tied it.

Mrs. Sang was speechless. For more than ten years, there was no cause and effect in her marriage. It was because someone deliberately tied the red string to her by mistake! Who was it?

What a sin! What a sin!

The old man handed over the red thread and smiled meaningfully: "Birth date, destiny will come true!"

Mrs. Sang took it tremblingly, not knowing who the other party was and where to look for him. The old man seemed to see her concerns and comforted her: "It's just a dream, let everything take its course. I have already calculated that the other party has deep feelings for you, and this marriage will definitely not go wrong."

Mrs. Sang looked inquiringly and stood on tiptoe to tie the red string around the treetop.

Obviously, she believed that Yue Lao would not deceive her! The old man is called "Yue Lao", and many people admire and respect him. With Yue Lao's guidance, he has helped countless people find love.

I heard that he used to be a young master of a wealthy family. He ignored money and status and insisted on studying in the mountains. Later, he became a mysterious folk master who specialized in matchmaking for the common people.

"Do you have a little baby at home?" The old man came over with an unfathomable look on his face.

Hearing this, Mrs. Sang was excited.

"I miscarried my daughter just half a year ago!"

This old man actually knew that she had a little cotton-padded jacket? The old man never smiled, but at this moment he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Good, good, good! Fuwa! Wealth and honor cannot be described or peeped at! And remember, you must turn the world around according to her predictions, so that you can defeat your desperate gamble!"

"If you have any problems in the future, feel free to come to me. I will definitely do my best. Please consider whether I can take her in as my adopted daughter!" (End of this chapter)