Zhou Xiang told Li Li his family's story in front of the Zuo family. Finally, he asked Zuo Heng, "Weren't you sick before the New Year? How did you get better?"
Zuo Heng opened his eyes wide, "How did you know?"
"I can pick garlic."
Zhou Xiang, who looked like a liar, failed to fool Zuo Heng, but managed to fool Li Li. "Really? Zhou Xiang, do the math for me."
"Garlic what?"
If you have a ready-made mop, you might as well use it.
"Let me, well, let me reckon my life."
Phew! Everyone in the yard laughed. You are just a girl in your teens, and you still have such a life?
"Okay!" Zhou stopped laughing and asked for Li Li's birth date and time. He pinched it with his fingers for a while and said, "You are an only child. Your grandparents only have two daughters, your mother and your aunt. Your aunt and uncle work in a winery."
"Stop, stop, stop," Li Li called out, "You're talking about something everyone knows."
"Who knows? Ask Doctor Cao if he knows."
Doctor Cao, who was stepping on the medicine mill, shook his head in agreement. He really didn't know.
"That doesn't mean you don't know."
"So, do I know you well?"
"Uh, not familiar."
"Then don't interrupt me, just listen to me continue, uh, picking garlic."
"Um."
"Your aunt only has one daughter. Your uncle is from the countryside, and his mother..."
Li Li opened her mouth wide. "You, how come you know all this?"
"I'm picking garlic."
Stir-fried bacon with garlic sprouts is delicious.
Many people in the courtyard were fooled, but Zuo Heng looked at Li Li with sympathy: "Girl, have you forgotten that you want to calculate your life? Why did you go to your aunt's house?"
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