When they arrived at the hospital, Ling Shuang took the initiative to pay fifty cents to make an appointment for the ENT department. The doctor picked out the fishbone with tweezers in one go.
After taking advantage of her cousin's family by another fifty cents, the second aunt felt that the redness and swelling in her throat were not so uncomfortable anymore. She never mentioned the fifty cents that Ling Shuang had paid in advance.
After exiting the hospital, the two of them walked back. After only ten meters, they were stopped by a blind fortune teller wearing a pair of sunglasses. Holding his cane, the blind man stood in front of Second Auntie, twirling his goatee and saying, "Sister-in-law, I see dark circles under your eyes and a black spot on your forehead. I'm afraid you've offended Wong Tai Sin. If you don't resolve this, you'll face a bloody disaster."
The second aunt was stopped and felt unhappy. She waved her hand in front of the blind man's eyes. Then she heard the man cursing her for no reason and became furious: "Pooh, pooh, pooh, you are the one who will suffer a bloody disaster. Your whole family will suffer a bloody disaster. Get out of here right now. If you keep talking nonsense, I will report you for practicing feudal superstition."
The blind man smiled mysteriously, pulled out a triangle from his pocket, and handed it to the second aunt: "Here, I may be able to save your life today, but it can only save you today. If you don't decipher it, you will still be doomed tomorrow."
Second aunt looked at him suspiciously: "I don't have any money, not a penny."
The blind man smiled mysteriously: "It is fate that we meet today. It is not about money, it is only about fate. Sister-in-law, take it."
Second Aunt took the talisman doubtfully and put it in her pocket. She felt that she was indeed a bit unlucky today. Could it be that she really offended a great immortal? Oh, never mind. It doesn't cost money anyway, so I'll just keep it.
When they returned to the restaurant, everyone had finished their meal. There was one table with fewer people and more than half of the dishes were left, so Ling Shuang arranged for the second cousin's wife to continue eating at this table.
Not much of the food on the table was eaten. For some reason, almost no one touched the big pork elbow. My second cousin's wife was basically satisfied. She picked up the pork elbow with one chopstick and put half of the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs into her own bowl.
After a whirlwind of inhalation, she burped, something got stuck and a small bone got stuck in her throat. She held her neck with both hands and jumped in place, her face flushed red.
Everyone in the Chu family and the hotel waiters gathered around. Some patted her on the back, some handed her a cup of water, and some retreated to the corner to watch the fun.
Seeing that she was about to be strangled to death by a piece of pig bone, Ling Shuang went over and hit her hard on the front and back of her abdomen several times, finally making her spit out the bone.
"Second sister-in-law, your luck is really bad today. Could what that fortune teller said be true?"
Everyone's hearts, which had just been put at ease, were once again lifted by Ling Shuang's words, "What fortune teller? What did he say?"
When Ling Shuang told her what had just happened on the road, her second cousin's husband and son all changed their expressions.
A few days ago, when they were harvesting corn, their grandson was watching the field in the yard when the family's big yellow dog actually caught a weasel. The grandson was ignorant and had heard from somewhere that the hair on the weasel's tail could be made into a brush, so he insisted on plucking the weasel's hair and ended up being bitten.
When his grandson was bitten, the grandfather got anxious and swatted the weasel to death with a shovel. Strangely enough, that same night, all six chickens at home were killed by something that bit them.
He bit the chickens to death but didn't eat them. Instead, he carried them all from the chicken coop to the door of his main hall. The blood was all over the floor, and his second aunt was so angry that she scolded him in the yard for a whole day.
Did he really offend Wong Tai Sin? Not only did he bite his chicken to death, but he also wanted his family to pay for it with their lives.
My second aunt also thought of this. She was so scared that her face turned pale after surviving the disaster. Her hand unconsciously touched her trouser pocket. The talisman paper given by the blind fortune teller was in her trouser pocket, but she touched it again and again, and it was gone.
It was so weird that she took her hand out of her trouser pocket and found a pile of ash on her fingertips. The talisman had turned into ash.
This, this, this, it seems like it really warded off disaster for her.
In an awkward atmosphere, Ling Shuang called the waiter over to settle the bill.
"The total is 308 yuan, including the two boxes of meat and vegetables." The waitress said a little embarrassedly, "The boss said he would give it to you for 8 yuan, so you can pay 300 yuan." Fortunately, the customer did not choke to death in their restaurant.
Lin Yi took out three hundred and eight and handed it to the waiter, but did not accept the restaurant owner's kindness. After paying the bill, the group of people prepared to go back to Chu Tianjiao's small building to sit for a while.
The second uncle said he wanted to go look for the blind fortune teller, but when he walked out of the hotel, he found the blind man squatting at the foot of the hotel wall, as if he was waiting for them.
A large group of people from the Chu family surrounded the blind man, but he remained calm. Instead, he took off his sunglasses, frowned, shook his head, and said to his second uncle, "Not good, not good."
The second uncle had a puzzled look on his face. He looked at the new scars on his wife's body and finally gritted his teeth and asked the blind man, "Master, please help me!"
Second cousin's aunt also nodded repeatedly with lingering fear: "Yes, that talisman, ten or eight more is not too many, it's best to get rid of this harmful thing directly."
The blind man twisted the tips of his index and middle fingers with his right thumb, shook his head and said, "It's so difficult!"
Second cousin gritted his teeth and asked, "How much?"
The second aunt hurriedly said, "This master has real skills and is a good person. He doesn't talk about money."
The master stroked his goatee and nodded, "Right, right, right. We don't talk about money, we talk about fate. Three hundred and ten yuan."
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