Xu Haomiao looked at his son with an apologetic look on his face. "Si Rui, Daddy owes you too much. You have such a great talent, and Daddy didn't even notice it. It's my fault as a father."
Xu Sirui was very sensible and did not blame his father. He said, "Dad, this is not your fault. You have to work and take care of me, and there are so many bad things waiting for you. Dad is already very busy."
In fact, he didn't tell his father.
He just wanted to be an ordinary child and didn't want to add any more burden to his father.
If his father knew he had this talent, he would definitely spend a lot of money to cultivate him.
Dad works hard to make money, and he can't cause any more trouble for his father.
He can make money on his own now and originally wanted to give his father a surprise, but the end of the world came and he had nowhere to use the money he earned.
Xu Haomiao touched Xu Sirui's head with his skinny hand. "Dad will have plenty of time to spend with you in the future and won't miss any of your growing moments."
"How long have you been like this?"
Wei Xinghai suddenly spoke, interrupting the tender moment between father and son.
"You have a lot of bad luck on your head."
Wei Xinghai said, looking at the top of Xu Haomiao's head.
Xu Haomiao felt a chill on his head when he was looked at by him. He raised his hand to touch his still lush hair, and replied with a sigh of relief, "Speaking of which, the bad luck happened a long time ago. I can't remember exactly when it was."
He was not surprised that Wei Xinghai could see that he was in trouble. Aren't all cultivators powerful?
"I just remember that when Sirui was one or two years old, bad luck started to happen to me one after another, but it wasn't serious. I just thought it was bad luck. This situation lasted for several years."
"Although it was a bit annoying, it wasn't a big deal, so I didn't pay much attention to it."
"Until two months before the apocalypse, I suddenly became extremely unlucky. I almost lost my head once."
He was a contractor and still remembered the thrilling scene that day.
He went to the construction site to check on the workers' progress. As he was passing downstairs, suddenly a piece of wood fell from the upstairs!
It brushed past his fragile head.
Wu Zhaoqing nodded thoughtfully. "So, a person who was previously normal suddenly started to have bad luck. Is this the good luck that someone sucked away like they say in novels?"
Xu Sirui asked anxiously, "Did I take away Dad's good luck?"
Wei Xinghai looked at him. Xu Sirui's luck in the head was normal and there was nothing strange about it.
A person is born with luck, which is usually both positive and negative, forming a balance between them.
You will find that for most people, when one good thing happens, a bad thing will also happen accordingly.
There will be exceptions.
Some people have more good luck than bad luck, which leads to all kinds of lucky things happening to them.
Bending down to pick up money and eating watermelon without seeds are all normal operations.
On the contrary, if you have more bad luck than good luck, you will continue to be unlucky.
Even drinking cold water gets stuck in my teeth, and walking makes me step on dog poop.
But this is not innate and can be changed through various acquired behaviors.
Doing good things will certainly affect your good luck, and doing bad things will also affect your bad luck.
But these situations do not match Xu Haomiao's.
Xu Haomiao suddenly had bad luck. If he did something bad and that caused the backlash, then he would definitely be plagued by bad luck.
But his body was very clean, and there was even a hint of golden light on it.
This shows that not only has he never done anything bad, he is also a very kind person.
"What do you do?"
Wei Xinghai asked.
Since there is nothing suspicious about this person himself, the only problem is the environment he is in.
"I'm a foreman."
Wei Xinghai looked at Li Wenbin with doubt in his eyes.
Li Wenbin explained with a shrewd look, "It's for building houses."
Wei Xinghai understood. After thinking about it, he analyzed, "Maybe the feng shui of the house you built is not right, or something hit you while you were building it, causing your good luck to start to slip away."
It has been too long, and now it is the end of the world, so it is not convenient to find the root cause of Xu Haomiao's problem.
"As for what you said about being even more unlucky..."
Wei Xinghai pondered for a moment and waved Xu Haomiao over.
Xu Haomiao walked over obediently.
Wei Xinghai raised his hand and waved it in front of him, then counted with his fingers.
"Um?"
He counted on his fingers again and finally confirmed, "Someone has stolen the little luck you had."
Everyone was surprised, "Can this be stolen?"
Come to think of it, there's nothing surprising about it.
They had always thought that the monks only appeared in novels, but now they appeared in front of them alive and taught them how to practice. So what was so strange about a person's good luck being stolen?
Xu Sirui's mind raced, and he got to the point right away. "Uncle Wei, who stole my father's good fortune? Can we get it back?"
Wei Xinghai looked at Liao Hongxuan and said, "We know this person."
Liao Hongxuan turned the word "we" that Wei Xinghai said in his mind and immediately locked his target on one person.
"Brother Wei, are you talking about Lin Suya?"
Li Wenbin suddenly felt disgusted, "Her again?"
From the first time he met this woman, Li Wenbin disliked her.
Now I heard that this woman had even taken away other people’s good luck, and my displeasure was even worse.
Sure enough, his intuition was right, this woman was no good.
Li Wenbin asked Xu Haomiao, "Do you have any impression of Lin Suya?"
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