Chapter 230: Complex Mood

After returning home, Dai Qing packed up her work clothes and put them aside. She cleaned up the house again, replaced the offerings on her grandfather's table with fresh fruits, looked at her grandfather in the photo frame, and spoke softly,

"Grandpa, from today on, I am a professional fortune teller. I will make a living by fortune-telling."

The old man in the photo frame had bright eyes. Dai Qing stared at him for a moment and smiled gently.

Regardless of whether the voice heard in the cemetery that day was grandpa's, sooner or later, they will meet each other one day.

From then on, she no longer had to worry about work. She was free and could concentrate on studying her physiognomy. She felt very comfortable.

After a simple lunch, Dai Qing sat on the rocking chair with her book in hand, flipping through the pages leisurely.

The sun is not too hot today and there is a slight breeze. It is very comfortable to lie in the yard.

When Dai Qing was at home, Xiao Hei would not go into the doghouse, but would quietly stay beside the rocking chair to accompany her.

Listening to the rustling sound of bamboo leaves in the wind, Dai Qing just turned a few pages of the book and started playing chess with Zhou Gong...

She didn't know how long she had slept before she was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

I looked at the time and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Looking at Mao Yanyan at the door, Dai Qing raised her eyebrows, "Why are you here right after get off work?"

"Xiao Qing, I heard that you resigned. Why did you quit your job?"

Mao Yanyan looked at her anxiously, looking her up and down.

"Did something happen to you?"

"Come in first."

Seeing the concern in her eyes, Dai Qing invited someone in and peeled an apple for her.

"You should know that I am a fortune teller. If you want to be an excellent fortune teller, you must focus on your work. This job takes up too much of my time, so I quit."

"Ah? A... a fortune teller? But... you are too careless. I am a formal employee. Many people beg for this job but cannot get it."

Mao Yanyan couldn't understand why such a good job could be quit?

This happened so suddenly that I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try.

"Although I don't quite understand what you're saying, I can imagine it. But I always feel that being a physiognomist is unreliable and not as stable as a job."

Mao Yanyan looked at her with pity in her eyes.

"You are so young, what if no one wants you to read your fortune? If you rely on this to make a living, what if you get hungry?"

She was able to work in the textile factory because her aunt used her connections, made favors, and spent a lot of money to get the quota.

She cherishes it very much and is very grateful.

In her mind, being a regular employee is the best guarantee. Unless the factory goes bankrupt, she will definitely not leave the textile factory.

But why do these things seem so worthless in Dai Qing's eyes?

She just said she didn't want this job that so many people couldn't get.

Seeing the worry in Mao Yanyan's eyes, Dai Qing smiled gently and patted her hands.

"I dare to resign because I am confident. I also believe in my ability and I am sure I can become an excellent fortune teller."

"But……"

Mao Yanyan was about to persuade her again but was interrupted by Dai Qing.

"I have already completed the resignation procedures. No matter how much you persuade me, I can't go back."

Mao Yanyan choked and immediately covered her mouth and stopped talking.

Yes, I have already resigned. There is really no point in saying anything more.

"You came to see me right after get off work. You must be tired. Eat an apple to moisten your throat first."

She knew that this person was straightforward and said what he thought. The relationship between the two of them was pretty good, and it was heartwarming that he could come and care about her.

After eating an apple, Mao Yanyan calmed down.

"You don't know, when I first heard about your resignation, I was stunned. Why did you quit for no reason at all?"

After all, fortune-telling is not a serious job. How many people need fortune-telling these days?

She used to live in the countryside. There was a blind woman in the village who could read incense and call back the souls of the dead. If the children in the village were scared or had a nightmare, they would ask her to take a look and let her recite scriptures for them.

In return, the villagers would give her a few kilograms of wheat or some flour as a reward. But it was just enough to keep her from starving to death, and it was impossible for her to get rich with this.

Moreover, no one ever wanted to visit the blind woman's place because everyone was wary of her weird look.

Therefore, in her mind, fortune-telling and physiognomy are not serious professions.

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to do it?"

Dai Qing looked at her helplessly, "How can we know if we don't try? We have to take this step."

"...You are so brave. I wouldn't dare to do that anyway."

Mao Yanyan took a deep breath and looked at the small courtyard, her expression tense again.

"Your grandfather applied for this house from the factory. If you quit, what will happen if the factory takes the house away?"

During this period, she got along with Ge Bing, which happened to be the critical period for real estate purchase. Ge Bing told her a lot about housing reform, and she now understands a little bit.

If an employee's labor insurance contract is linked to his or her house, the house may be taken back if the employee resigns.

What's more, this house was left by his grandfather.

There is such an example in the community where Ge Bing lives. When people resign to start their own business, they have to give back the houses allocated by the factory.

Dai Qing looked at her concerned eyes and chuckled, "Don't worry, I have already bought out the property rights of the house. Now this house belongs only to me."

Mao Yanyan: “…”

How come she doesn't know about such a big thing?

How did she buy out two such spacious rooms so easily?

Ge Bing's house needed to be bought, and the whole family worked hard together and borrowed a lot of money to barely make up the money. At that time, she was still lucky that when she got married, she would live in her own house and no longer have to worry about moving in the future.

"Such a big house must have cost a lot of money, right? Ge Bing's house is 60 square meters, and it cost more than 10,000 yuan." After paying more than 10,000 yuan in purchase fee, Ge Bing's mother was heartbroken.

"Yes, it's more than ten thousand indeed." Many people knew that she had bought the house, so Dai Qing naturally wouldn't hide it from her.

Mao Yanyan covered her mouth and stared at her with wide eyes, her eyes full of disbelief.

"How do you have so much money?"

Is Xiaoqing so rich? Why didn't she know about it?

They are good friends, aren't they?

"My grandfather left it for me," Dai Qing looked at her and explained softly.

Mao Yanyan nodded blankly. So that's how it is.

No wonder she quit her job so easily, it turns out she was confident?

Mao Yanyan's eyes were filled with envy, and she couldn't help but look around the courtyard, especially the two spacious houses. She couldn't even dream of living alone in such a spacious house.

"Ahem, it's getting late. I should go back." Mao Yanyan wiped her hands, stood up, and left in a hurry.

Dai Qing watched her quickly leaving with an indifferent look in her eyes. She had never deliberately concealed the matter of the house, and naturally would not publicize it everywhere.

But the human heart is hard to understand.

Especially your relatives and friends around you, when they know that you are in trouble, they feel sad for you and want to comfort you.