As the most loyal reader of Jitui, Shi Juan never thought that Jitui would start writing so early!
Doesn't this person need a break?
If you calculate carefully, it has only been a month since the previous book was completed, and the break time of Teriyaki Chicken Legs is even shorter than the interval between "The Wind Rises in the Sky" and "Becoming F4".
[Hilarious! A bunch of people are shouting about Teriyaki Chicken Legs and refusing to let other authors live. The Teriyaki Chicken Legs are really being performed live.]
[…Actually, how should I put it? Not mentioning talent, just talking about writing diligence, there aren't many people who can compare to Teriyaki Chicken Legs, right?]
[This isn't to say the author is being too lazy. I can only say that diligence is the right choice for Teriyaki Chicken Legs. He didn't force others to join him, so why should we blame him?]
At this moment, the title and copy of the new article about Teriyaki Chicken Legs have been released——
"No Fortune Telling Today"? What a strange title.
[Based on the copy, does this mean that the protagonist doesn't want to tell other people's fortunes, but they still beg him to do it?]
[Looking at the copy, the question arises: what is fortune-telling? ]
[I have a feeling—a new theme is coming!]
Shi Juan squatted quietly writing the new chapter.
Generally speaking, Teriyaki Chicken Legs wouldn't leave the title and copy unopened for months. Based on his understanding of Teriyaki Chicken Legs, a new chapter should be out soon...
“Here it comes!!”
Shi Juan felt like he was waiting for a long-awaited variety show. The moment the screen refreshed, his heart was filled with anticipation.
Although he still didn't understand what metaphysics meant.
"...Wen Yi looked around the street curiously. He had just come down from the mountain. His master said it was time for him to live a normal human life and gave him a letter of recommendation, asking him to go to university. Wen Yi had lived in the mountains for years and had never seen the scenery below. Those tall buildings and clothes made of fabrics that were obviously different from his own... Wen Yi thought everything below the mountain was strange, but he never considered that in the eyes of others, he was the same."
"Little brother, do you live... in the mountains?" Lin Xiang thought of a deserted mountainous area. He was probably working there, and he couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic. Lin Xiang was about to become a father, and his wife was expecting a baby next month. He usually had a bad temper, but recently he had become more affectionate. He immediately paid for Wen Yi's meal and packed him a meal and a few fried cakes. Although they were not worth much, he couldn't bear to see people go hungry."
Wen Yi took the food and suddenly said, "Brother Lin, take this. Remember not to leave it."
"Lin Xiang opened his palm, revealing something resembling a talisman, written in cinnabar. He didn't usually believe in such things. Although he was in business, he had seen countless charlatans, but Wen Yi's appearance was completely different from any of the swindlers he had seen. He didn't come up to him and yell, 'You're going to be in trouble,' and demand money. He put the talisman in his coat pocket."
"Lin Xiang returned home and was about to tell his wife that he had met a young man today. He was really good-looking, but it was a pity that he was not very good-looking. Otherwise, if we had a child, whether it was a son or a daughter, it would be great if they could look like him."
"Having a child wasn't easy for them. Lin Xiang suffered immensely in his early years trying to make money. He and his wife worked from dawn to dusk at a breakfast stall. He later fell ill, and his wife wasn't well either. They had money, but they couldn't have children. Relatives in Lin Xiang's hometown even considered giving him their nephew. Now, after turning 40, the couple finally had good news."
"Lin Xiang didn't think much of his wife, assuming she'd gone downstairs for a walk. But after a while, she still hadn't returned, and he started to worry. He slowly followed his wife's usual path, and sure enough, she was walking leisurely down the street. He was about to call her back when, inexplicably, a large truck suddenly turned and barreled straight into her."
"Lin Xiang's blood surged, and he suddenly reached out and hugged his wife tightly. He didn't know where he got the strength from.
"When he was sick, his wife never left him."
"The reason Lin Xiang didn't bring his nephew home to raise him, despite all the relatives' advice, was because when he was sick, no one around him cared about him. He had no money, and he had been through the gates of hell. His parents had given up on him, but his wife refused to give up on him and even scraped together the money to pay for his medical treatment."
"After his illness, Lin Xiang became wealthy, and his business gradually got back on track. He now owns several chain stores, and he's a well-known figure in the East City catering industry."
"I'm afraid I'm really going to die this time."
"But no matter what, if his wife is alright, and they haven't divided up their property, there shouldn't be any worries about their child's future. His wife is a very frugal person..."
"At that moment, Lin Xiang was thinking a lot. The truck didn't slow down at all and rushed straight towards him. But for some reason, when the truck hit him, Lin Xiang didn't feel any pain. He seemed to be knocked down and hit a soft cushion. When he landed, it was as if he was protected by an airbag."
"Lin Xiang rushed to see his wife. Fortunately, she was fine."
"Has good fortune come to him?"
"Lin Xiang picked up his coat that had fallen to the ground, but at that moment, he noticed something had fallen out of his coat pocket."
"He remembered it was the talisman Wen Yi gave him."
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