Chapter 59 Your Dad is Praying for You

That’s right, the person who came was the old grandfather who gave the chicks to Mianmian and Gu Youyou.

After scolding his son, the old man walked up to Mian Mian with a smile and said, "Little kid, you guys are in town again. I went to see a doctor and the doctor said you should not move around and need to rest for two days. So I haven't had time to go to the village to look for you yet."

"No need to look for Mianmian." Mianmian looked at the old man and noticed that there was a dark aura on his face again. She sighed and said, "You need to rest well for your illness, and your family needs to do good things together."

Seeing his father speaking so politely to this three-year-old kid, Yang Daji's arrogant attitude completely disappeared. He smiled and leaned in front of Grandpa Yang and said, "Dad, what do you mean by saving your life?"

Grandpa Yang slapped his son in the face: "Unfilial son, you don't listen to me anyway, what's the point of asking these questions?"

Yang Daji quickly apologized: "I listen, I'm obedient, Dad, calm down. Just tell me, what happened to you?"

Grandpa Yang had a stern face.

He fainted before and asked everyone he knew not to tell his son because he was angry that his son always did bad things and wanted to cut off all ties with him.

Who knew that the life-saving little benefactor would come to sell watermelons today? What kind of thing did his son run to chase the little benefactor away? He immediately put on a stern face and told Yang Daji everything.

"…That's it. The doctor said I fainted at the time. Fortunately, I took the medicine in time, otherwise I would have to be hospitalized. Now after the examination, the condition is not bad. I just need to rest. He also asked me where I got the medicine. Usually, if someone suddenly faints with this disease, the person will die immediately."

After hearing this, Yang Daji's face turned pale with fright.

How could it be a heart attack? If it's related to the heart, wouldn't it be easy to be life-threatening?

"Oh, my son, you are so unfilial that you didn't even know you were sick. Come on, come on, sit down and talk."

Yang Daji winked at the little follower behind him, and the follower immediately brought a chair for Grandpa Yang to sit on. Grandpa Yang really felt tired standing, so he sat down.

"So, you can't drive away the old man's savior, cough cough cough."

"Yes, yes, have a drink of water." After Grandpa Yang finished speaking, Yang Daji took out the thermos cup from his trouser pocket and handed it over.

After handing it over, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Mianmian: "Thank you, thank you for saving my dad. It was my fault just now. I shouldn't have threatened you and made you lose your business."

Mianmian raised her chin and said, "Okay, Mianmian forgives you. Mianmian is my aunt, and I will be magnanimous."

"Yes, yes, auntie, how about this? I'll buy your watermelon at 2 yuan per pound, so you don't have to bask in the sun here. Then you two can come with me to the restaurant for a simple meal and let me treat you well. How about that?" Yang Daji felt really guilty and simply knelt on the ground to speak.

People around him pointed at him, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did and still had a smile on his chubby face.

Mianmian shook her head: "No, Mianmian is going to sell watermelons to the residents here. Tell them that you will not let them go without fruit to eat again, and apologize."

Yang Daji nodded, repeated what Mianmian said into a loud speaker, and apologized to everyone.

The residents of the town had never seen Yang Daji behave like this, nor had they ever heard Yang Daji apologize, so they were talking about it.

"Yang Daji, apart from anything else, you are a good person for being so filial."

"That's right, Old Man Yang still has a good son. Unlike me, an old woman, all the children I raised flew to big cities and never came back. Sigh."

"Then I can still buy this watermelon, right? It's fresh and good. It's a good way to quench your thirst when it's hot."

Hearing that the people around him did not continue to blame him, Yang Daji seemed to be thinking about something.

He thought again of what his father had said just now. In fact, his father didn't know that there was something wrong with his body at first. He fainted and woke up after taking his aunt's medicine. He thought he still had to go to the hospital for a check-up, and then the diagnosis was confirmed.

There was a disease that no one knew about, but a little kid gave him medicine after just a brief encounter. This little kid must be very capable!

Yang Daji kowtowed to Mianmian again and asked Mianmian sincerely: "Aunt, what did you say before my dad came that my dad would do something bad because of me? Can you tell me more about it?"

Mianmian looked at Yang Daji's face carefully, then looked at the old man behind him, and said in a baby voice: "I have to ask first, you have to wait a moment."

She looked for a staff member and asked if she could tell people's fortunes.

The staff member had already contacted Director Hu with the headset, and after getting the answer, he walked over to Mian Mian and said, "Little aunt, you can tell my fortune."

If you want fortune-telling, you have to follow the rules of previous divination and get paid!

As soon as Mianmian said this, Yang Daji readily took out 888 yuan in cash and handed it to Mianmian.

Mianmian handed the money to her nephew for safekeeping, and then asked Yang Daji to wait for a while: "Although you have paid, everyone here is queuing up to buy watermelons, you have to queue up too. I can only tell your fortune after Mianmian sells the watermelons."

Mianmian spoke seriously, but she was thinking in her heart: The fat little bad boy who bullied those old people must be taught a lesson.

Yang Daji actually didn't like queuing, but when he saw his father, he obediently took the loudspeaker and asked the people who had just queued to come back.

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Everyone lined up again and bought a big watermelon from Mianmian. After buying it, they held the watermelon and didn't leave, but continued to watch the fun.

Yang Daji was squatting in front of Mianmian, waiting for her to tell his fortune.

Mianmian had already seen through it, so now all she had to do was say it.

"Your face shows that you have good fortune in wealth, but the wealth you get is not good wealth, and you are particularly stingy, right?"

"You have problems with both your children's palace and your parents' palace. You will lose your mother in your early years and your father in your middle age. The probability of you having children is very small."

"This is all because of your business. When you bought fruits last year, you lowered the price and an old lady was mad. The old lady died of an illness at night. Before she died, she cursed you. Did you have a nightmare at night? That was the old lady looking for you."

"Although you didn't mean to harm the old lady, this has something to do with you, so the transformed black energy will gather on you. You have good fortune, but not a healthy body, so you will suffer from minor illnesses and disasters all the time."

Yang Daji was frightened to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat.

The little baby in front of him didn't make very logical judgments when he told him his fortune, but the content was enough to make him believe that the other person was capable.

Yes, he was very stingy, so he always did the purchasing himself, never asking anyone else, not even his wife. He also lowered the price himself. At that time, the old lady cried and said that her husband died of heatstroke because of those oranges, and hoped that he could give a high price so that he could build a grave for her.

He still didn't relent and offered a lower price. A few days later, he heard that the old lady had died of anger. At night, he dreamed that he was standing on the graves of the old lady and the old man.

He was afraid of telling others about this nightmare, so he didn't tell anyone.

While Yang Daji was still thinking about this, Mianmian said, "Your father is sick because he is praying for you every day and is willing to share your bad luck."

These words struck Yang Daji's heart like thunder.

He looked at his old father in astonishment, his eyes full of disbelief.

The father who always scolded him for valuing money over life and wishing he would die sooner, actually secretly prayed for him every day? He even said that he had transferred all the bad luck to him? (End of this chapter)