Chapter 38 The Destined Lonely Person

She had discovered it last time. This old man has small sunken eyes. He will live a long life, but he is a loner. His tail and temples are cluttered and sunken. If his wife has a childbirth, his daughter-in-law will most likely die in childbirth. His uterus is sunken, and he will lose his child in middle age. This old man is destined to be a lonely person, with no one to see him off.

The old man raised his cloudy eyes and stared at Dai Qing for a moment. "It's meaningless to be alone."

"This is fate, but living well is also a responsibility to oneself, and it makes one's life worthwhile."

Although people around him did not have a good ending, he has the appearance of a long-lived person, but he has to be able to endure loneliness.

Hearing Dai Qing's indifferent tone, the old man looked at her in surprise, "Why haven't I died yet?"

Dai Qing: “…”

This is all fate, how can she answer it?

I carried the vegetables back home, fried half a chicken, and stuffed the other half into the refrigerator. Although it was just a simple two-door refrigerator, it was considered an expensive appliance in this era.

The refrigerator and water heater in the house were all purchased by my grandfather. When others were scrambling for a ticket, my grandfather bought everything for the house.

The only thing she lacked was a bicycle, as her grandfather was afraid it would be unsafe for a girl to ride one, so he didn't buy one. But she had everything she needed at home.

Just by looking at the skirts, shirts, trousers and leather shoes hanging in the cupboard, you can tell how much Grandpa loves her.

But because of her grandfather's job, she couldn't hold her head up outside, and because of her inferiority complex, she was indifferent to her grandfather. Now thinking about it, she really wants to give herself a slap in the face.

Without her grandfather's help, she wouldn't even have basic living security.

Dai Qing regained her focus and cooked in silence. After eating and drinking, she continued to meditate and practice her mental skills. After nearly two months of practice, she had already figured out the trick.

The power in her dantian not only eliminates fatigue, but also makes her stronger and stronger.

She estimated that she might not lose if she fought with someone now.

It's just that she lacks practice, and she doesn't know how to make full use of her strength.

Tonight is the last night shift. After a short break, Dai Qing went to the workshop to take over as soon as the time came.

It is also a comfortable thing to be alone, blocking cars quietly and doing your work without distraction.

Ever since Liu Ming was taken down by Cao Yingzi, her position has been completely clear.

When she got off work at eight in the morning, Dai Qing didn't feel tired at all. She went home to take a shower, do laundry, and clean the bathroom before going to bed to catch up on her sleep.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, she got up on time, took the bus to the Dongcheng Furniture Market, and wandered around for two hours before she finally saw a rattan lounge chair she liked. The owner said it was imported from the south and the price was 80 yuan. He would not sell it to her for a penny less, but would deliver it to her home.

This price is indeed very expensive considering the current salary.

Fortunately, she had made a small fortune and received her salary a few days ago. In order to lie comfortably in the future, Dai Qing gritted her teeth, paid the money, got on a three-wheeled motorcycle, and asked the boss to take her home.

Placing the lounge chair under the grape trellis looks so relaxing that even the boss is jealous.

"This rattan chair is water-resistant and will not be affected by the rain. Lying on it in your spare time will make you feel as comfortable as a god. You are really filial, and it is better to have a daughter-in-law who knows how to care for her parents."

It's no wonder the boss had the wrong idea. Rocking chairs are standard equipment for the elderly. Young people are active and lively, and none of them likes to lie down in a recliner and act like a salted fish.

After the boss left, Dai Qing took a rag and wiped the rocking chair once more, then made a cup of chrysanthemum tea, put it on the small square table next to her, and then lay down with a book in hand.