Zhong Wenqing didn't want to be superstitious, but he couldn't help but believe it at this moment. After all, Zhou Zhou had been bullying Mo Mo since he could crawl. This was too abnormal.
If Zhou Zhou is a person who likes to fight and has a bad temper, he should be rude and unreasonable to everyone. However, he never bullies An An. He knows that she is his younger sister and gives the delicious food to her first.
He is still a very cute little kid, but when he meets Momo, he becomes fierce and unreasonable.
Zhong Wenqing had to believe that the two were enemies. He asked Zhou Nanguang beside him for his opinion: "I also think that we should go and calculate it. Whether it is true or not, we also need to know why Zhou Zhou doesn't like Mo Mo."
How can brothers be like little enemies since birth?
Zhou Nanguang is an atheist and never believes in ghosts and gods. Seeing that Zhong Wenqing and Zhou Hongyun both had this idea, he looked at Zhou Shixun and Sheng Anning and said, "Shixun and Anning, you guys can handle it. Zhou Zhou is still young and needs guidance to grow."
What he meant was that you can go and see what the fortune teller says, but you can't trust him completely. The child still needs correct guidance.
Zhou Shixun glanced at Sheng An Ning and nodded: "Well, I'll discuss it with An Ning."
Sheng An Ning had been feeling vaguely uneasy since she started talking about fortune-telling. Seeing that everyone at the table was looking at her, she quickly smiled and nodded: "Okay, let's go and take a look."
There was a little bit of forcedness in the smile, and only Zhou Shixun noticed it. He wiped Zhou Zhou's tears and said calmly to everyone: "Let's eat first."
Sheng An Ning sat aside and fed Zhou Zhou his meal. She watched the little guy slurp the noodles, puffing out his cheeks without using enough strength. His big eyes were full of confusion. The more he puffed out his cheeks, the less he could suck. He was no better than An An, who was very good at eating with his little mouth smacking.
From this perspective, Zhou Zhou doesn't look like a child who knows anything.
After dinner, I took the children to play in the living room for a while, and then gave each of the three children a bath.
Sheng Anning and Zhou Shixun then carried An An upstairs.
After entering the room, Zhou Shixun looked at Sheng Anning and said, "You don't want Zhou Zhou to have his fortune told?"
Sheng An Ning cried out, she thought she had concealed her emotions very well, but she didn't expect Zhou Shixun to see through them. She cried out, "No, I just thought it's unnecessary for a child. Dad is right, Zhou Zhou is still young, and he will get better with gradual guidance."
After saying this, he felt that his words were not credible. Zhou Zhou was just like a stubborn little donkey. He was beaten and scolded, but he still bullied Mo Mo.
Sheng Anning would rather not believe that he didn't understand at all.
I told him that the stove was dangerous, and after telling him once, he never went there again. I also told him that the thermos was dangerous, so he always took a detour when he ran there.
So, he could understand and remember, but when he met Momo, he couldn't control himself.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh: "Forget it, let's go and take a look. I also want to know what happened to our two sons?"
Zhou Shixun stared into Sheng Anning's eyes: "Not forcing it?"
Sheng An Ning smiled: "Why force yourself? It's okay, we'll go next time we have a break."
As she spoke, she clapped her hands to tease An An in Zhou Shixun's arms. The little girl giggled, and when she saw her mother was coming to hug her, she immediately turned around and hugged her father's neck tightly, indicating that she didn't want her mother to hug her.
Sheng An Ning smiled and pinched the little girl's face: "You little girl, you don't like your mother and only like your father?"
Zhou Shixun saw that Sheng An Ning was laughing and teasing the child, and didn't take the fortune-telling matter to heart, so he didn't ask any more questions.
When Sheng An Ning rested again, it was already mid-April, and the flowers on the streets in the courtyard were in full bloom.
Sheng An Ning followed Zhou Shixun, holding Zhou Zhou and Mo Mo, and went out, taking the bus through the streets that had been stained by the passage of time.
She felt a little dazed, and the street scenes seemed like old photos, somewhat unreal.
Baiyun Temple is a Taoist temple. It has been badly damaged over the years. The ancient artifacts and statues inside have been smashed and it has not been repaired yet.
When Sheng An Ning and Zhou Shixun arrived, there was a fence surrounding the Baiyun Temple, and restoration work on ancient artifacts was being carried out inside.
But it still does not affect many believers to come here, even if they just light a stick of incense outside, they want to express their sincerity.
Sheng An Ning took a look and was a little skeptical: "Did Aunt Hongyun remember it wrong? How could there be such a powerful fortune teller in a place like this?"
Zhou Shixun was also puzzled: "If not, just think of it as us taking the kids out for a walk."
Zhou Zhou felt that being held affected his performance, so he struggled to get out of Sheng An Ning's arms and wanted to run around on the ground.
Sheng An Ning had no choice but to put the little guy down. Zhou Zhou refused to let anyone hold his hand. He stretched out his two little arms, ran around, and giggled happily.
Sheng An Ning hurriedly chased after Zhou Zhou, fearing that he would fall on the road.
When the little fellow saw his mother chasing him, he moved his short legs faster and giggled as he ran, trying to make sure his mother couldn't catch him.
Zhou Shixun held Momo in his arms and followed behind slowly with a smile on his face.
I noticed an old man on the side of the road staring at Sheng An Ning. He was very old, with wrinkles all over his face, like deep ravines.
But his eyes were not cloudy like those of an old man. Instead, they were clear and bright to the point of being frightening, and as sharp as an eagle's.
Zhou Shixun couldn't help but take a few more glances, watching Sheng An Ning chasing Zhou Zhou away with a smile, then he stopped and stood in front of the old man, staring at him with a serious look.
When the old man saw Zhou Shixun stop, he slowly stood up. His sharp eyes became calm, and his clear eyes became cloudy, just like an old man. He asked with a smile: "Comrade, do you want to tell your fortune? You have a full forehead and a thick nose bridge. You are a rich and powerful person."
Zhou Shixun ignored him and looked at Sheng Anning's back getting farther and farther away: "Why are you staring at her?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, looked at the child in Zhou Shixun's arms, and then looked at Zhou Zhou who was running happily in front: "Are you a family?"
Zhou Shixun sneered: "Aren't you a fortune teller? How come you can't even see this?"
The old man blushed, smiled awkwardly, and looked at Sheng Anning's back: "Immortal, you have to be careful."
After saying that, he squatted down and lowered his head to pick up the things on the ground, and no longer paid attention to Zhou Shixun.
Zhou Shixun squatted down holding Momo: "What do you mean by this, old man?"
The old man looked serious: "You don't believe me, why are you asking me? I have already told you the result, the rest is a secret, I can't say more."
After that, he stood up with the package in his hand, thought for a moment and said, "Since ancient times, gentle places have been the graves of heroes. Think about it carefully. I don't believe you haven't discovered it."
Zhou Shixun also stood up and listened to what the old man said, but did not ask any more questions. He let him leave hurriedly with his bag.
Sheng An Ning had already caught up with Zhou Zhou and was driving the little guy back.
Zhou Zhou giggled, ran around staggeringly, rushed over to hug Zhou Shixun's legs, and laughed happily.
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