Today is the 14th day of the second lunar month, and tomorrow, the 15th day of the second lunar month, is An Rugu's birthday, but this cannot dampen the audience's enthusiasm for celebrating her birthday.
Because the other party didn't say that he would work overtime tomorrow, there is a high probability that he will not broadcast live tomorrow. If we don't celebrate now, when will we celebrate?
An Rugu is now a popular anchor. Within a few minutes of starting the broadcast, there were already nearly a million people in the live broadcast room. Countless people were brushing "Happy Birthday" on the live broadcast room barrage, and the scene was particularly spectacular.
At the same time, there are also countless gift messages.
[Super Invincible Tyrannosaurus Rex presents Shark No. 1 x10: Nothing more to say, happy birthday! Should we extend the broadcast to celebrate? Otherwise, don’t stop broadcasting today, and continue broadcasting until tomorrow, we will celebrate your birthday with you! ]
[Fairy leg pendant with South Sea pearl x 100: My birthday wish is: the anchor never goes off the air. ]
[It's so funny, on my birthday, a happy event turned into a funeral. ]
[Anchor: Is it you who is celebrating your birthday or mine? ]
[Is the host's address Izumo-kan? I'm a student, my wallet is cleaner than my face, how about I send you a handwritten letter to celebrate your birthday (shy)]
[My parents thought the anchor was too thin, so they wanted to send her some delicious food to make up for it. But my biological daughter didn’t agree at all. She told me that I was too fat and asked me to lose weight. So love can disappear? ]
[Fairy An has been at Chuyun Temple. If you want to send something, can't you just send it directly to Chuyun Temple? ]
In addition, some people took this opportunity to say that they would give away RV shares and other things, shocking ordinary viewers in the live broadcast room.
[The local tyrant is actually next to me! 】
[Rich guy, let’s be friends. I don’t care about money, I just like you as a person. ]
An Rugu glanced at the IDs of these people. She had a photographic memory and remembered that these people were the ones who wanted to become her disciples before.
It seems that the real purpose is not to wish her a happy birthday, but to win her favor so that she can do something for him.
"Thank you all for your kindness. I received your kindness." An Rugu thanked sincerely, and then changed the subject: "Handwritten letters and cards are fine. Remember to send me a private message in the background when you send them. Otherwise, I will not accept gifts from unknown sources."
"As the saying goes, no reward without merit, no local specialties, houses, cars, shares, etc. I don't accept anything. I know what you mean, but please don't give me such expensive things."
She is not short of money at all at the moment, and this money can't even move her more than the handwritten letters from her fans.
When she said this, those with ulterior motives sighed and lamented, thinking that the anchor was really aloof!
An Rugu picked up the teacup, took a sip of the warm tea, and started the lottery in the background: "I know you want me to work more overtime, but I need to combine work and rest, so I can't tell so many fortunes. As usual, I will only tell three fortunes today."
"The lottery is open. Anyone who wants to ask me for a fortune-teller can just click on it."
Soon, three destined people emerged.
An Rugu connected with the first destined person [Walking Thousands of Miles], and made a phone call after the communication.
Soon, a middle-aged man appeared on the screen. He was about forty years old, with a few white hairs mixed in between his black hair. His eyebrows were unconsciously wrinkled, as if he was worried about something.
As soon as he connected to the live broadcast room, he said hurriedly: "Anchor, I want to ask about my father."
"My father is already 82 years old this year, and his health is getting worse. He fell down a while ago, and his body collapsed all of a sudden. He lies in bed and can't move. Our family is worried."
"Can he... make it through?"
His wife beside him wiped away her tears and said worriedly: "My father-in-law is a good man. He should live a long life."
An Rugu frowned slightly, looking stern: "Do you have a photo of him?"
"Yes!" the man said decisively.
He sent a photo from the backstage. The old man in the photo has kind eyes and gray hair, smiling at the camera, looking very kind.
After just a few glances, An Rugu shook his head: "His eyes are dull, his eyeballs are bulging, and there is a dark aura between his eyebrows. His end is near."
As soon as she said this, the middle-aged man in front of the screen felt as if his heart was being twisted and he burst into tears.
Although I was mentally prepared, I couldn't help but feel upset when I heard the news. He was going to be without a father!
He burst into tears and was upset for a long time before he calmed down. He held his wife's hand and said, "Don't tell Dad or Xiaowen about this."
His wife's brows were also filled with sorrow: "Okay, but Xiaowen knew that Dad had fallen, so he specially asked for leave to go back to his hometown to see him. I guess this matter can't be kept secret."
"Then wait until she comes back."
They were overwhelmed with grief, not knowing how to tell their father that his time was up, or how to tell their daughter that her grandfather was dying.
The audience in the live broadcast room were infected by their sad emotions and sighed.
[Alas, my grandmother also fell and passed away a few days later. Elderly people really cannot fall. If they do, they will have problems.]
【I am sorry for your loss!】
【I am sorry for your loss!】
【……】
After walking thousands of miles, he finally managed to get out of the heavy mood, sighed, and regretted his decision: "Master, why did you have to calculate something else for me? I feel even worse now!"
Sometimes, knowing the future, especially knowing when you will die, is not a good thing.
An Rugu comforted her, "Birth, aging, sickness and death are normal for human beings. If you remember him in your heart, he will always be with you."
Walking Wanlilu was somewhat comforted and felt better. He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said, "Then I will burn more paper in the future. Will my father be able to receive it?"
"Well, burn paper with thoughts about your family. These pieces of paper will gather people's wishes and deposit them into the Bank of Heaven and Earth, and your family will naturally receive them."
"That's good."
After walking thousands of miles, he made a silent decision in his heart that when his father passed away, he would burn the most paper so that his hard-working father could live a good life in the underworld.
At this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard outside the door, followed by a familiar female voice.
The girl patted her chest and said thankfully, "You guys sounded so serious on the phone that you scared the hell out of me. Isn't grandpa fine?"
"Then I'm going to go play with my classmates. I won't be back for dinner. Bye!"
She walked in a bouncing manner and her tone was giggling, and it was obvious that she was very happy.
Walking Thousand Miles: “???”
Audience in the live broadcast room: “???”
[Maybe the old man and the child don’t have a good relationship, so he hopes he dies. ]
[The old man is sick in bed, but the child is laughing so happily. I am so filial.]
【A great filial piety! 】
He was a little confused, veins popping out of his head, and his voice was mixed with anger: "Xiao Wen, what are you talking about? What do you mean Grandpa is fine? Grandpa is still lying in bed!"
Grandpa was lying in bed unable to move, just like a paralyzed person, and they had to take care of him for everything from eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, and sleeping. As long as he was not blind, he would not be able to say that he was fine.
The father is so good to his daughter, but she is so cold-hearted and doesn't even take the initiative to show concern.
How unfilial!
Xiao Wen was a little confused by what he said and scratched his head: "What, Grandpa is lying in bed? Are you kidding? I just saw Grandpa outside!"
Walking thousands of miles with his wife: “???”
Xingzou Wanlilu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got: "What nonsense are you talking about? Grandpa is in **, how could he be outside?
"Come, take a look, is Grandpa in there?"
He grabbed his daughter's hand and dragged her to her grandfather's door, then pushed the door open.
Grandpa was lying on the bed, barely breathing, his lips pale. After hearing the noise, he tried to open his eyelids and looked at them. His eyes fell on his granddaughter, and surprise flashed in his eyes: "Xiao Wen, you're back."
Xiao Wen saw his grandfather's pale appearance and froze in his place. Then he rushed to his grandfather, panicking: "Grandpa, how could this happen? Did he fall so badly?"
grandfather
He said with a smile: "It's not serious, you just can't move right now, maybe it will be better in a few days."
Xiaowen's mind suddenly exploded, with a myriad of thoughts and a face full of horror: "But when I came back just now, I saw you holding a plastic bag and picking up trash at the entrance of the village."
Walking Thousand Miles: “???”
The audience in the live broadcast room: “!!!”
[Damn, the style of the painting suddenly changed from family ethics to a horror movie! ]
[Is the child seeing things because of blurry eyes, or is the grandfather out? ]
[I was so scared that I started singing the national anthem. All evils, please go away! ]
Xingxing Wanlilu was frightened. Before his grandfather could say anything, he immediately scolded him: "Are you kidding? Your grandfather has been at home recently and has not gone anywhere."
Grandpa raised his skinny fingers and touched her head lovingly: "There are many elderly people in the village. Maybe you mistook others for me. Grandpa usually picks up things, but recently he can't do it anymore."
My grandfather was a thrifty man who liked to save money. He usually carried a plastic bag and walked around the streets collecting mineral water bottles and cartons, then took them to the scrap yard to sell for some money.
Everyone in the family knew about his hobby. Although they felt a little embarrassed, they couldn't stop him and could only let him pick up waste everywhere.
Xiao Wen was confused and muttered to himself. He felt his mind was in a mess and he even doubted the authenticity of his memory: "But I did see it. I even talked to you and you asked me to go home early for dinner!"
After she heard that her grandfather had fallen, she hurried back to the village. She was very worried about her grandfather and was on edge all the way. Finally, when she arrived at the entrance of the village, she saw her grandfather picking up something with a plastic bag.
He looked healthy and in good spirits, as energetic as before.
She immediately put her heart back in her stomach.
When grandpa saw her, he smiled and said to her: "Come home early to eat, your parents have already prepared the meal and are waiting for you."
She happily agreed, and then said, "Grandpa, let's go back together. It won't be too late to pick up things after dinner."
Grandpa shook his head at her, picked up a black object on the ground with the tongs, and stuffed it into a plastic bag: "I'll go back after I finish picking up the things."
Xiaowen tried to persuade him several times, but her grandfather refused to come back with her, so she had to go back alone. On the way, she thought her parents were exaggerating, which made her nervous and she thought something bad had happened to her grandfather.
I didn’t expect that my grandfather was in such good health and could pick up waste so skillfully!
After Xiaowen finished speaking, he felt a little scared after walking thousands of miles.
Xiaowen spoke very seriously and it didn't seem like he was lying.
Is there really someone out there who looks exactly like her grandfather?
Grandpa was not in good health, and they were at home the whole time. They knew that Grandpa had not gone out, so the person outside could not be Grandpa! And her grandfather did not have a twin brother.
After walking thousands of miles, I took a deep breath. It was broad daylight, but I felt cold all over.
He picked up his phone and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the call was still going on: "It's okay, it's okay, it's still on the phone."
He said tremblingly, "Master, do you know what's going on? Is that person outside a human or a ghost?"
An Rugu counted with his fingers, his eyes changed, and he said, "It is said that when an old man is dying, he can feel that his time is up, and then his soul will leave his body and collect his past footprints."
"Every footprint is a memory. When you get to the King of Hell, hand over all the footprints you have collected.
The King of Hell will place their past footprints in a furnace and destroy them, so that they will lose their memories of their past lives and be able to reincarnate."
Xiao Wen asked his father and then he realized that his father was on the microphone with the master. He suddenly realized: "Ah, that is definitely grandpa, I said I couldn't be wrong.
I saw that he was picking up something black and I thought it was a coal briquettes. "
"No, those are his black footprints."
The audience in the live broadcast room: “!!!”
[Oh my god, it turns out to be collecting footprints. We have this saying here, which is pretty much the same as what the anchor said,
Before the old man dies, his soul will leave his body and take back his footprints. 】
[Add one, we have it here too, and I have seen ghosts collecting footprints with my own eyes. I was sleeping at my uncle's house that day, and suddenly I heard footsteps upstairs at night. It was the sound of wooden shoes stepping on the floor, creaking. The next day I asked my dad what was going on, and my dad covered my mouth and told me not to ask. A few days later, my uncle passed away. At that time, my dad told me that it might be that my uncle was collecting footprints before he passed away. ]
[Damn, I thought listening to ghost stories during the day wouldn't be scary at all, but it turns out I was too naive.]
[I am currently playing "Good Luck Comes" on my home Bluetooth speaker. ]
Xiaowen was stunned for a moment, then it suddenly dawned on him that his grandfather was not picking up coal briquettes, but collecting footprints!
Wait, this master said that old people will collect footprints before they die. Is grandpa going to die?
The color on her face gradually disappeared, and she said in disbelief: "Could it be that Grandpa..."
An Rugu nodded: "That's right."
Xiaowen was overwhelmed with grief and couldn't control her tears from falling down.
Why did her grandfather, who was so kind to her, die? Her grandfather should have lived a hundred years and stayed with her forever.
She stood up immediately and rushed to the door.
"Xiao Wen, where are you going?" Xingzou Wanlilu asked hurriedly.
Xiaowen didn't listen to him and kept walking out, very determined.
She just heard An Rugu say that collecting footprints was a necessary procedure. If it failed, then grandpa wouldn't have to die!
She wants to snatch away the footprints that grandpa just took back!
For a moment, she was not even afraid of the grandfather outside who was most likely a ghost, because her grandfather could not possibly harm her.
Besides, she didn't want her grandfather to die, so even if the ghost would harm her, she would save her grandfather!
An Rugu guessed her thoughts and sighed, "A person walks through countless roads in his life, but perhaps no one can remember how many roads they have walked. His soul is just looking for and revisiting those important memories to fulfill his obsession. It does not take away all the footprints to be reincarnated."
"You can't stop him from doing this, but there's actually no way to change his fate. He will still die in the end. The difference is that after his death, he will miss the world, so he will have regrets in his heart. It's very likely that he won't die peacefully."
"It's not a good thing for him or his family."
“Sometimes letting go is a good choice.”
When Xiaowen heard her words from the mobile phone microphone, he paused and looked dejected.
Grandpa would die whether she tried to stop him or not. If she tried to stop him, would Grandpa die in vain?
Grandpa didn't seem surprised at all, and his expression was very calm: "Grandpa has lived enough, it's time to go."
Xiaowen covered her face and choked, but she could only accept it.
I have traveled thousands of miles to see you, and I am grateful for your kindness.
An Rugu reminded him, "Your father only has a few days left. It is better for you to spend more time with him."
"I understand! Thank you!"
After hanging up the phone, the audience in the live broadcast room was still immersed in what had just happened.
[It's so scary. I'm afraid to go to the toilet.]
[I think it's quite romantic, not scary. When a person dies, he or she will walk the path they once walked and retrace the footprints of their youth. This should make them feel very emotional.]
[Plus one, there must be a lot of footprints near the home of the person you are confessing to. The footprints in youth are frivolous, in middle age they are steady and hard, and in old age they are peaceful and nostalgic. The footprints at each stage are a testimony to life.]
[Am I the only one who is curious about whether footprints can be picked up? Even Newton’s coffin lid can’t hold it down! ]
【Hahahahaha give me back my tears! 】
An Rugu contacted the second destined person [Floating Life is Like a Dream] in the background, and made a phone call after the communication.
Soon, a young man in his twenties appeared on the screen. He was good-looking, with neatly combed hair.
She is neat and tidy, dressed elegantly, and obviously knows how to dress herself.
He was sitting in his office, and the camera captured the ornaments on his desk and the priceless painting behind him.
Many viewers can tell at a glance that he is rich.
[Handsome guy, do you still need a girlfriend? ]
[Little brother, let me ask you a question. Where do you live? What is your name? What is your mobile phone number? ]
[Haha, don't be fooled, just send me the message in the background. I'm a good person, different from those coquettish bitches.]
[Who says only women can do this? Brother, do you want to play fencing? I don’t care about your money, I just care about you as a person. ]
[Eh, the cunning Zero. ]
After connecting to the live broadcast room, Fu Sheng Ruo Meng frowned, scanned the comments, and said seriously: "Don't make these jokes. It's very superficial to only talk about appearance. I don't have a girlfriend now, and I don't have any intention of dating at the moment. Don't ask me for my contact information anymore."
He looked to be only in his twenties or thirties, but he had a very old-fashioned look on his face and his words were unkind.
Netizens: “…”
[I praised him a few words, and he really showed off? What kind of status is that? I have many husbands on the Internet, and I don’t need him. (Picking nose)
[Wait, I think I saw an interview with him... I found it. A reporter from a national financial magazine interviewed him in the last issue. He was on the cover of that issue. His family runs a technology company, which is a Fortune 500 company. Because he is not bad looking, people took photos of him and posted them online. Many people called him husband, saying that he was the male protagonist in real life and wanted to marry him. It was even a hot search at the time.]
[Wow, that's really awesome. ]
When netizens dug out this person's family background, many people became even more excited.
Fu Sheng Ruo Meng ignored the chaotic comments. From childhood to adulthood, he had been surrounded by such praises and was no longer surprised.
On the contrary, An Rugu's expression did not change at all from beginning to end, as if she would not treat anyone differently whether he was a prince or a beggar on the street.
Fu Sheng Ruo Meng nodded slightly, and then thought that if the other party's current fame could be monetized, it would be no less than any Fortune 500 company, so they naturally have powerful capital.
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