"In the Tianqiao market, with its wine-flags and drums, so many tourists forget home."
The skybridge culture has a long history, but Kyoto's original skybridge has long since become a landmark building and is no longer as bustling and lively as it once was.
However, the overpass that Sheng Yunzhou was looking for was naturally not the old overpass, but a bridge next to an ordinary residential area near the southern suburbs of Kyoto.
The bridge is long and wide, with several archways underneath. Except for the archway on the main road, there are large open spaces under the other archways on both sides.
It was evening and the open spaces everywhere were occupied by various stalls.
Vegetable stalls, jewelry stalls, fruit stalls, fried chicken and collarbone stalls, popcorn stalls, roasted nuts stalls...
At first glance, it was so crowded that there was no space at all except for the passage in the middle which was only wide enough for two people to walk side by side.
Sheng Yunzhou: That was careless!
But in this world, there are always more solutions than problems.
After only a minute of thought, Sheng Yunzhou put his life in Xie Xihe's hands, then pulled Li Jinghua towards one of the fruit stalls and waved his hand: "How much are these fruits? I want them all!"
Li Jinghua followed suit and stood in front of the roasted nuts stall next door, waving his hand: "How much are these roasted nuts? I want them all!"
The two stall owners grinned from ear to ear as they happily weighed and calculated the items. They said enthusiastically, "It's hard to carry so many things, isn't it? Did you two drive here, gentlemen? How about we help you carry the items to your car?"
Sheng Yunzhou wanted to say that he didn't need it and had given it to them, but before he could open his mouth, Xie Xihe, who had followed him, interrupted him and said, "No need, just leave it here."
Facing Sheng Yunzhou's puzzled gaze, he said calmly, "Just move the things around to make room."
By the way, I asked, “Are there any tables and chairs?”
Sheng Yunzhou: Too careless again!
He turned to look at Zhan Zhengli and said, "I remember one of your furniture manufacturing factories is right here. Have someone send a set over."
Zhan Zhengli made a phone call without saying anything.
Xie Xihe wanted to stop it but was not quick enough: "..."
In short, after many twists and turns, Xie Xihe's battle against the charlatan was finally established.
After agreeing on the price with the four young masters, Xie Xihe no longer cared about anything else. Holding his life in one hand and peeling melon seeds with the other, he sat behind the newly delivered pearwood table.
The four young masters transformed themselves into servants and shouted loudly: "Don't miss it if you pass by. It can be used to calculate good and bad luck, check your fortune, ask about marriage, predict misfortune and fortune, pray for children, and ward off evil spirits!"
"There's nothing you can't imagine that we, Xie Banxian, can't predict!"
"Free fortune telling! Come on, don't miss it if you're passing by!"
“…”
Because they had sold out their goods in advance and had nothing to do, they stood by to see what these young masters and young ladies who didn't look like they belonged to the style of the Tianqiao were up to: "..."
Everyone under the overpass: "..."
Sheng Yunzhou and others didn't care at all and continued to entertain customers.
After doing it for more than ten times, even Yan Shaopeng and Zhan Zhengli, who were originally not very relaxed, shouted more and more excitedly.
Don’t mention it, after being used to a life of feasting and revelry, it seems like it wouldn’t be bad to change things up occasionally?
It's quite interesting.
But even though they started soliciting customers, no one came.
In the end, Xie Xihe couldn't stand the noise anymore and stopped them.
Ignoring the four people's resentful looks, she looked directly at the middle-aged woman and the young woman who were picking vegetables across from them and occasionally secretly glancing at them. She said calmly, "Want a fortune teller?"
The middle-aged woman had been ready to move for a long time, but she was intimidated by the four big men of Sheng Yunzhou and did not dare to step forward. Now that the shouting stopped, seeing that Xie Xihe, who was the most talkative, took the initiative to ask them again, the middle-aged woman immediately became impatient, threw away the food in her hand, and pulled her daughter over.
Pointing to a banner with the words "Xie Banxian" hanging on a metal pole, he lowered his voice and asked, "Miss, are you really good at fortune-telling?"
Xie Xihe's gaze fell on the pale, dazed young woman behind the middle-aged woman. He nodded slightly and casually pointed to the two stools in front of him and said, "Sit down first."
The middle-aged woman lowered her head and looked at the two stools in front of her that looked extremely expensive. She was a little hesitant, but after thinking about something, she finally gritted her teeth and pulled her daughter to sit down.
He hesitated to speak.
Xie Xihe glanced at the two of them, then turned to the young woman and asked, "Have you made up your mind?"
The young woman was stunned at first, then immediately showed a nervous look, pinching her fingers and said, "Think...think of what?"
Xie Xihe remained calm and said, "Think about how to solve the problem after you get the answer you want."
The young woman's already pale face turned even paler, and her eyes flashed with surprise, suspicion, and panic.
For a moment, she wanted to get up and leave, or pretend that she didn't understand what the other person was saying, but at this moment, her cell phone rang several times.
She paused and looked down.
[It's been three months. Have you had enough of this?]
[How many times do I have to tell you that I have nothing to do with her, nothing to do with her, nothing to do with her? How long do you want to continue this?]
"Don't you want a divorce? Fine, let's get it done tomorrow. But before we do, let me remind you: I haven't done anything to wrong you during our marriage. It's you who's been making a fuss about these groundless things. Even if we get divorced, don't even think about getting any benefits from my family!"
[Oh, by the way, since we've been married for five years and you haven't been able to give birth to a child, my parents are heartbroken and distressed. You have to compensate my family for emotional distress. For the sake of our relationship as husband and wife, I won't ask for much from you. The house we bought after marriage will be mine.]
"I've packed your things for you. Come over tomorrow after you finish your paperwork and take them all away. There's not much space at home to begin with. With all your clothes, skincare, and cosmetics piled up there, there's no room to walk."
The messages finally stopped, and the last trace of color faded from the woman's face.
The middle-aged woman was standing by and was trying to hold back, but when she saw her daughter like this, she couldn't help it anymore. She reached out and pulled the phone out of her hand and quickly read the chat history.
The young woman did not try to stop him, but just sat there blankly on the chair, as if she had lost her soul.
The middle-aged woman was so angry that her whole body was shaking and tears were streaming down her face. She didn't even care about her face anymore. She hugged her daughter and burst into tears: "My daughter, my daughter, why is your life so miserable!"
"I knew that Fang was unreliable, but I didn't expect him to be so unreliable! Divorce! Must divorce!"
The young woman shuddered all over and suddenly came to her senses.
Countless emotions flashed through his eyes, and finally turned into a fierce look. He said, "Mom, you're right. I'm getting a divorce!"
But we can’t be so separated!
Nothing should be lost for what belongs to her!
Nothing should be lost from what belongs to him!
She suddenly raised her head and looked at Xie Xihe, her eyes fixed on her, and said word by word: "I've made up my mind! I would like to ask for your guidance, Master!"
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