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13: An old fairy came to the village

The fact that Sun had a miscarriage did not subside because of the Shen family's low profile. The whole village still knew about it. After all, they went to invite the midwife and the doctor in a hurry that day, and some people followed them because they were so excited. The Shen family was so busy that they didn't pay attention and were seen throughout the whole process.

In order to protect the family's reputation and prevent Shen Ziju from being affected, Shen Zhang strictly forbade anyone in the family to talk about this matter outside. If someone asked about it, she would just say that it was an accidental miscarriage and not say anything else.

On this day, a Taoist fortune teller came to the village. He had an immortal-like appearance, with white hair and beard, but a healthy complexion, as if he was only forty years old. Although he could not be said to have a childlike face with white hair, he could be said to have the ability to tell faces.

"This Taoist priest is amazing. My wife's hairpin was lost and we couldn't find it after searching for a long time. The Taoist priest immediately told us to look for it in the east direction and said it was under a tree. And we really found it under a big willow tree by the river east of the village. It's amazing!"

A villager said, with saliva flying all over the mouth, obviously he had great faith in this old Taoist priest.

Everyone was amazed. The villager who spoke was from our village. If he said it happened, it must have happened. This man had never told a lie.

A woman said: "This Taoist priest is really powerful. He told me yesterday that my husband would have a bloody disaster, but I didn't believe him. As a result, my husband was hit on the head by a flying stone. I don't know which child dared to hit an adult. If I catch him, I will definitely not let him go!"

“It really works!”

"This is an old immortal! Look at this Taoist priest, he looks like an immortal, how can he not be effective?"

"Yes, yes, I want to let the old Taoist priest see whether my wife gave birth to a boy or a girl..."

"I want to ask the Taoist priest if I build a pig pen at home, should I build it on the east side or the west side?"

When they heard the two people talking about how powerful the old Taoist priest was, they all believed it without a doubt. Many of them went to ask the old Taoist priest to tell their fortunes. The fee charged by the old Taoist priest was not high, only one cent per person, which was really cheap. He said that he was just passing by here and saw that the people here were simple and honest, so he stayed for a day or two and wanted to tell the fortunes of the villagers. If it was not for the food, he would not even charge this penny.

When the villagers heard the Taoist priest praising their village and said that the fee was only required for food, otherwise no fee would be charged, they felt that this Taoist priest was truly an otherworldly sage who regarded money as dirt. Such a person must be accurate in fortune-telling!

The village where the Shen family lives is called Hebian Village, named after the river next to the village. There are more than 200 households in the village, which is considered a large village. But don't doubt the power of the villagers' rumors. This old Taoist priest appeared in this village a few days ago and told fortunes several times, and his predictions were very accurate. His existence has long been known to the whole village.

A group of children from the Shen family went to collect pig grass today. When they saw a lot of people here, they also came over. When they heard that there was such a powerful old Taoist priest, they were curious and wanted to join in the fun. The naughty ones like Sanlang and Silang had already been moving in and out of the crowd, causing people to shout and curse at them.

"Old Immortal, look at my fate. I don't want to be a pig farmer, I don't want to farm, I want to make a lot of money. What do you think I can do in the future? Okay?"

Sanlang squeezed into the crowd and said to the old Taoist priest, then gave the old Taoist priest a penny.

Dalang and Erlang looked at each other, wondering when Sanlang would ever have a penny left in his hand? He would always buy food when he had money! Besides, if it was normal, he would definitely want to rely on others to tell his fortune for free, so why would he take the initiative to pay?

When the villagers saw that a little boy like Shen Sanlang wanted to have his fortune told, and wanted to know whether he could get rich, they all laughed and made a fuss, and then they quieted down and listened.

The old Taoist priest looked Shen Sanlang up and down, looked at his face carefully, frowned, then asked him to stretch out his hand, looked at it, raised his white eyebrows, and finally sighed.

When Sanlang saw the old Taoist frowning and sighing, he became anxious and jumped up to ask, "Old Immortal, is my life bad? You must tell me, I don't want to weed pigs or farm! I gave you a penny!"

The people around him were worried about Shen Sanlang's bad luck, but they couldn't help laughing when they heard what he said. After all, he was the child of the couple of the third son of the Shen family. He was really lazy and a thief. Do you want the old immortal to give you a good life with just that penny? The old immortal doesn't care about that penny at all!

The old Taoist priest didn't smile. He looked at Sanlang with a heavy face and said, "Since you are a little kid and you are willing to spend your penny to ask for a favor, I will naturally calculate it for you. You have a good face and good palms. You are destined to have a smooth life. Even if you can't become rich, you will have enough food and clothing..."

When Sanlang heard this, he was so happy that he almost danced with joy. He looked back at his brothers with pride and said, "See, I'm destined to be rich and powerful! I don't have to cut grass for pigs or work hard on the farm anymore!"

Erlang usually disliked the sneaky and cunning Sanlang the most. Seeing Sanlang being so proud, he snorted, "Then you just sit at home and wait for money to fall like rain. Also, you don't have to eat. People don't have to worry about food and clothing. Rice will definitely fall from the sky, and yes, roast chicken will definitely fall too!"

Everyone around burst into laughter.

Sanlang's face turned red with anger. He was the same age as Erlang, but he was the younger brother and Erlang was the older brother. He felt unconvinced. The two of them had always had a bad relationship. Others always praised Erlang for being smart and capable and saying he would have a great future. He hated them in his heart. Now, finally someone said that he would have a good life in the future, which was much better than Erlang. How could he let Erlang say that about him again?

"You are jealous of my good fortune! Humph, it's useless to be jealous. You are destined to be a peasant and die in the field in the future!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Dalang and Erlang's faces changed, but almost all the villagers' faces changed. They were born and raised in Hebian Village, all worked in the fields, and of course they were all mud-legged. Sanlang said this to scold them all. And Sanlang scolded his brother, and cursed him to death. This was really too uneducated. Some people thought that Sanlang was not only arrogant, but also cruel. He even cursed his own brother. He must not be a good person in the future. Such people should be kept away from in the future, whether they are rich or poor.

Sanlang certainly didn't expect that his words would offend everyone in the village and make his image in everyone's heart fall to the bottom, even if he was said to be destined to make a fortune. Of course, there were also those with bad intentions who had their eyes on Sanlang, thinking that since their little daughter was not engaged yet, they could consider him in the future.

"Who are you talking about? Believe it or not, I hit your mouth crooked!"

Erlang shouted and was about to rush over to hit Sanlang, but Dalang grabbed him and said sullenly, "Second brother, why bother with this guy? Whatever fate he says you have is your fate. I believe you will be stronger than him in the future. By then, he will have a mountain of silver and we will have a mountain of gold. Let's see who can crush who to death!"

Shen Dalang was usually calm, but he was young, only eleven years old, and he loved his younger brother very much. Although he held back when speaking, his words were sharp.

Sanlang was still afraid of Dalang. Seeing Dalang staring at him, he shrank his neck, then turned his gaze to the old Taoist priest and said with a smile: "Thank you, old immortal. If I get rich in the future, I will definitely treat you to good food and good wine."

Si Lang said at the side: "I want to eat too! I want to eat too! Second brother, do you only give it to old gods? Then I will become a young god, and you will give it to me too!"

The people around burst into laughter again.

Erlang laughed at him and said, "Fool! You can only sit at home and wait for money to fall to make a fortune. When the time comes, remember to build a Taoist temple for your good-for-nothing brother."

Sanlang glared at Erlang and was about to say something else when he heard the old Taoist sigh. He quickly turned his head to look over.

The old Taoist stroked his white beard, shook his head and sighed, "Boy, listen to me. You were destined to be rich, but now your forehead is black and there is a black mist on your head, which has suppressed your good luck. If you can't get rid of the black mist, you will be poor for the rest of your life!"

Sanlang was dumbfounded. He never thought that he had a good life just now, but how did he suddenly become a poor life? The onlookers were also curious.

"Old Immortal, you must know how to crack this. If you tell me, I'll ask my mother to give you some silver! My mother has lots of silver!"

Erlang snorted, "Sanlang, you are lying. Your mother's money has long been taken away by the old lady."

"My mother still has some!"

Sanlang hurriedly told Sun about his mother's silver. He had seen Sun counting the silver. The silver that his aunt took out that day was only half of the silver that his mother had!

Dalang and Erlang looked at each other, both thinking that something good was going to happen again.

Sanlang was still begging the old Taoist priest. The people around were watching. They were still uncomfortable with what Sanlang had just said, so of course they would not plead for him. They just wished him to be poor for the rest of his life!