After having lunch outside, the two went to Baiyun Temple to offer incense.
As Song Anmin was leaving, a Taoist priest stopped him and cast a divination for him.
"Young man, you had a very difficult year last year."
Song Anmin deliberately said, "No, that's not true. I had a very smooth year last year."
The Taoist priest saw through Song Anmin's lie at a glance. "There will be many bloodshed and disasters, not just last year, but the year before last and the year before that. You, after this year, you will have ten years of great luck. Be down-to-earth and don't think about being too ambitious and trying to reach the sky in one step."
Song Anmin was stunned.
Wang Ya added, "He shouldn't have any major problems from now on, right?"
The Taoist priest looked away and then glanced at Wang Ya.
"you……"
Seeing the Taoist priest hesitate, Song Anmin quickly asked, "What's wrong with her?"
The Taoist priest smiled and said, "Go and get a peace charm. You're a policeman or in the traffic department, right? Be careful at work and when you travel."
Song Anmin panicked. "What do you mean?"
Wang Ya narrowed her eyes slightly: "Does this mean I'll get into a car accident again someday?"
Song Anmin spat three times, wanting to ask the Taoist priest a question, but the priest had already left.
Song Anmin immediately dragged Wang Ya to ask for a talisman, saying, "It's better to be safe than sorry."
Wang Ya: "How do you think he knew?"
"They're highly skilled; what do you know?"
"I don't understand, I don't understand, only you understand? You don't know anything!"
Song Anmin coughed lightly: "Let's be more civilized here, Officer Wang, mind your image."
Wang Ya: "I'm not afraid, I'm not wearing a police uniform, no one will recognize me."
The next second.
"Oh, Officer Wang, you're here too. Thank you so much for yesterday. You helped me find my wallet, otherwise my wife would have locked me out last night."
Wang Ya laughed awkwardly, "...It's you. What a coincidence, are you here to offer incense too?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Wang Ya: "We have something to do, so we'll be leaving now."
Wang Ya grabbed Song Anmin and left.
Song Anmin laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight. "Officer Wang, what you said came true!"
Wang Ya snorted and fell silent.
Song Anmin stopped laughing. "Alright, alright, let's go get the talisman when there are fewer people later."
...
In the afternoon, Song Anmin and Wang Ya strolled back, taking the less crowded route back to Heping Lane. They went to the Xu family's house from the other side of the lane and bought some braised meat and drinks along the way.
Song Jianmin and Chen Zhou had just arrived and were cooking inside.
With the addition of Song Anmin and the other person, each contributing a specialty dish, the New Year's Eve dinner was quickly prepared. Six or seven dishes were laid out on the square table, and Chen Zhou poured drinks for the four of them.
"Come on, let's have a drink."
Wang Ya smiled and said, "I wish everyone all the best for next year, may you be prosperous and safe."
The group's cooking skills were all quite good; all the dishes on the table were empty, and they were so tired from eating that they just sat there, not wanting to move.
Night had fallen outside, snowflakes were falling in scattered drops, and fireworks were blooming in the distant sky.
The year 1990 in the lunar calendar has passed just like that.
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