Chapter 504: Met Again

Feng Yong received a satisfactory answer during his trip today, and he was full of high spirits.

"Thank you, Master. This is a small token of my appreciation. I will come back to ask for your advice when I return."

Dai Qing glanced at the generous red envelope, took out a piece of paper and pen and wrote her pager number for him.

"If you have any questions, you can contact me."

Since meeting Feng Yong, he has always been very polite and never aggressive. He is especially patient with his wife. Dai Qing has a good impression of him.

People who accomplish great things often have big hearts, and Dai Qing agrees with this.

"Thank you, Master." Feng Yong took it with both hands, folded it, put it carefully in his pocket, and then stood up to say goodbye.

I sent Feng Yong to the front door and watched him leave. Then I bolted the door and went into the house. I opened the red envelope and took a look. It was another five thousand yuan.

It seems that this person really made money, as the red envelope he gave her was already at least 5,000 yuan.

The more one gives, the more valuable the person is.

Dai Qing put the money away and put it in the drawer. After checking the time, she gave up the idea of ​​going to the stall.

Returning to her room, Dai Qing looked at the fruits in the box behind the door. She thought for a moment, found a bag to put some of them in, and picked out a dozen pickled duck eggs. After finishing, she rode her bike to the overpass.

It's been a while since I went to the overpass to visit Lu Banxian and his grandson. I took advantage of my free time today to go and see them. I also gave the little tiger some fruit.

After winter comes, the weather becomes extremely cold, especially when the breeze blows, it penetrates directly into the clothes.

Dai Qing parked her car under the overpass as usual and went up the stairs carrying her things. On the overpass were still the familiar stalls, selling small toys and insoles that she had made herself.

At the other end of the overpass, the grandfather and grandson were still squatting there, their torn cotton jackets had been patched up so many times that they were in tatters. Even their hats were patched.

The grandfather and grandson snuggled together, with little Huzi holding a half-broken rattle in his hand and an innocent smile on his face.

When Dai Qing approached, Lu Banxian noticed her and quickly patted Hu Zi beside him.

"Grandson, look quickly, who's here?"

Little Huzi raised his head and looked at Dai Qing, his eyes lighting up.

"The aunt who delivered the milk powder."

"Oh, you have a good memory, kid. The saying 'whoever gives you milk is your mother' is true."

Lu Banxian stood up, rubbed his hands, and looked at Dai Qing with a smile.

"Sister Dai, why did you have time to come here today? The weather is getting cold. It will be a pain to sit in the stall from now on."

"I happened to be free today, so I came to take a look. This is some fruit for little Tiger."

Dai Qing put the bag on the cardboard shell on the ground and looked at the railing of the overpass behind them, which had been blocked with cardboard boxes to block out some of the cold wind.

"I'm sorry to have cost you money again. It's a blessing for Xiao Hu to have an aunt like you."

Lu Banxian grinned. Little Tiger squatted in front of the fruit bag, reached out and took out an orange, opened his mouth and tried to bite it, but Dai Qing snatched it away from him.

"This is an orange. It needs to be peeled."

As she spoke, Dai Qing peeled the orange under his gaze, broke it in half and handed it to him.

"Do you see clearly? This is the only way."

Little Tiger took the orange, stuffed it into his mouth, and his eyes lit up.

“It’s sour and sweet, really delicious.”

"Take it and eat it slowly."

Dai Qing stuffed the orange into his hands and rubbed his head. Lu Banxian was already living a tight life, and he also wanted to save money for Xiao Huzi's surgery, so he naturally didn't want to waste money on buying fruit.

Seeing the little tiger eating with gusto, Lu Banxian brought a small stool to Dai Qing, sat cross-legged on the cardboard box, and sighed.

"This kid has suffered a lot following me."

"That's not necessarily true. Only children know whether they are going through hardships or enjoying happiness. Just by looking at the smile on their faces, you can tell that they are very happy to be with you."

Hearing this, Lu Banxian smiled and said, "I hope so."

Apart from showing some love to his children, he was indeed in financial difficulty and could not do anything about many things.

It’s so difficult to even save up enough money for the surgery, and I don’t know when this child will be able to walk normally?

"By the way, I met a fellow master the day before yesterday. His fortune-telling skills were almost the same as yours. But he looked at me in a weird way and asked me a lot of questions, which left me a little confused."

When talking about this, Lu Banxian felt very emotional.

For the past ten years or so, he has been cheating people every day with the hat of a half-immortal on his head, and everything has gone smoothly without any mistakes.

He didn't know what kind of god he had run into, but he kept meeting powerful people one after another, each one more powerful than the last, which only made him look weak and incompetent.

Others who are fortune tellers wear gold and silver and have no shortage of money, but he became poor and destitute as a fortune teller and has no place to live.

Listening to Lu Banxian's sigh, Dai Qing couldn't help but be stunned. Is there a hidden boss among them?

"Is it local or imported? Have you never seen it before?"

"No, he should be an outsider. But looking at the complexion of that person, he is obviously a powerful hermit. It is not something that a person like me who just gets by can see through."

Lu Banxian shook his head and couldn't help but sigh.

There is always someone better than you, and there is always someone better than you. He is now completely convinced.

"By the way, he also asked me about a colleague..."

Before Lu Banxian could finish his words, he was interrupted.

"Qing girl, why are you here?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Dai Qing turned her head and saw Jiang Li standing on the steps. She stood up suddenly.

"Grandpa Jiang, I didn't expect you to come to our place."

Jiang Li stepped onto the last step. He was surprised and delighted to meet Dai Qing here.

"I've been here for over a month. Before leaving, I came out for a walk and didn't expect to run into you."

Jiang Li looked at Dai Qing and smiled. He had been in this city for more than a month. He followed several clues to find out, but in the end he found nothing.

In his disappointment, he heard that there was a fortune teller on the overpass. He came here with high hopes, but was greatly disappointed.

With just one glance, he knew that this person had nothing to do with his senior brother.

But it is still more convenient for colleagues to get information from each other. Although the results are still disappointing, I have become accustomed to it over the years and can accept it.

At the moment of parting, walking in this strange city, I felt indescribably lonely.

After walking and stopping, I unexpectedly turned onto the overpass again.

When he saw Dai Qing, he suddenly smiled and said, "We have a deep connection."

"Grandpa Jiang is right. Now that we have met, I should also fulfill my duty as a host and invite Grandpa Jiang to my home as a guest."

After spending a long time with this old man, I found that, apart from being a bit stubborn and having a weird temper, he is actually a nice person.

"Okay, sorry to bother you then."

Jiang Li looked at Dai Qing's brilliant smile, and the loneliness in his heart unconsciously dissipated a lot.

The two of them can be considered as friends regardless of age difference.