Wei Mian raised his eyebrows at the middle-aged man who came in.
The man was about forty years old, wearing branded casual clothes and a pair of matching sneakers that were scrupulously clean.
He is quite tall and has a well-maintained body. He does not have the greasy look that most middle-aged men have nowadays. You can tell at a glance that he is a clean person.
The man must have known that the fortune teller was not very old, and he did not show any strange expression when he saw Wei Mian. He smiled gently, and the sunlight shining on his gold-rimmed glasses added a bit of elegance.
"Master, I'm so sorry. I just came back from morning exercise and didn't have time to change clothes before coming here."
Wei Mian nodded, asked the person to sit down, and then poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.
"What do you want to calculate, sir?"
The middle-aged man took the cup after thanking him. He organized his words and then slowly spoke.
"My name is Zhang Bo, and I'd like to ask the master to help me calculate my marriage."
As soon as the two met, Wei Mian could tell Zhang Bo's age from his facial features.
Judging from his appearance, Zhang Bo is only about 40 years old. If he wasn't wearing youthful clothes, one would probably guess he is even younger.
Wei Mian couldn't help but think back to when he lived in the small western-style building, and heard the neighbors gossiping outside, saying that men just look older than women and look younger.
Some people even conclude that women should find a man who is a few years older than themselves so that the age difference won't seem too big in the future.
This theory is acceptable to most people, but it is totally unsuitable for someone like Zhang Bo, simply because he looks too young.
If I say I’m thirty years old, I’m afraid people will believe me.
After Zhang Bo started talking, the rest of the conversation became easier. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and continued talking.
"I used to work in Beijing, and only returned to Qingping after officially retiring last year. I didn't know what to do when I suddenly had some free time, so I went out to exercise every day. But seeing other people doing it with their couples, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable being alone."
He didn’t feel it before because he had to work every day, but after retirement he suddenly felt that life without a companion was really hard to endure.
During this period, he spent a long time in squares and parks, and many people expressed their affection for him, but Zhang Bo did not dare to have much contact with them.
He wanted to find a wife, not to have an affair. He was not impressed by the old men's theory of trying more than one woman, and he had no interest in it.
"I see your marriage palace is dark. Your wife died six years ago, right? It must have been an accident."
Zhang Bo nodded. "Yes, six years ago, she and her colleagues went on a trip and had a car accident on the way. No one in the car ever came back."
Because it happened so suddenly, Zhang Bo was still very sad. Later, as time went by, he gradually got over it.
"The Sanyang position is red, which shows that there is a son in the family, but he is not around."
Zhang Bo was even more convinced of Wei Mian's ability, because she was right about everything she said. "Yes, Master, when will I—"
"Birthdate."
As soon as Zhang Bo handed over her birth date and time, Wei Mian immediately started to calculate it, and she quickly looked up at Zhang Bo.
"Don't tell me when, do you have a choice? Let me see the photo."
Zhang Bo's face flushed suspiciously, but he still took out his phone and showed her a few photos. "I'll show you."
"Need not."
These are not individual photos, but probably photos taken when their team went out to play. Each photo is a group photo of five or six people, and the largest one has more than ten people.
But Wei Mian was able to quickly find the person among them based on his facial features.
"This, this, and this, right?"
Judging from their facial features, only these three are either divorced or widowed.
Zhang Bo couldn't help but give Wei Mian a thumbs up, for no other reason than that everything he said was correct.
"Master, which one do you think is more suitable for me?"
Wei Mian opened and closed his fingers on the phone screen, zooming in on each of their faces carefully, and finally came to the conclusion, "None of them are suitable."
Zhang Bo was stunned and a little confused.
Wei Mian sighed, "I know you like the divorced one the most, but you two are not suitable for each other. The reason is not you, but her."
Seeing that Zhang Bo still didn't understand, Wei Mian simply made it clear.
"That woman is not as simple as she seems."
She pulled up the woman's photo, spread out her fingers, and zoomed in on her face, ignoring a few less important details. Wei Mian's gaze passed over her nose bridge, the tip of her nose, and other places one by one, hitting the nail on the head.
"She has an STD."
This one sentence shocked Zhang Bo so much that he stood still, speechless for a long time.
"How, how is that possible?"
Wei Mian scoffed. "How is that impossible? This woman told you she was divorced, but she didn't say it was because she had an affair, right? And it happened more than once."
She looked through several photos and found that the woman had goose-shaped wrinkles under her eyes, which meant that she was greedy and lustful, and would definitely have a romantic scandal and marital discord.
And the mole in her eye further confirms this.
Zhang Bo was still in shock. Among the several women, he liked this woman the most because she was gentle and intellectual, and had the implicit beauty of an oriental woman. She was not as bold and unrestrained as the others in expressing her feelings, which made him feel very comfortable.
"She's not the only one with STDs," Wei Mian found another photo of about ten people and pointed at a few men and women. "These people all have it! As for how they got it, I don't need to explain, right?"
After saying this, Wei Mian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, I really didn't expect that he was such an old man, but his private life was still so messy.
Seeing Zhang Bo's face full of disbelief, she didn't care and kindly reminded him, "You will meet your next wife next spring. She is a nurse, ten years younger than you. You will officially get married after a year of dating."
Before Zhang Bo could start to rejoice, Wei Mian continued, "That nurse is a widower, and she has a son who just got into college. After you get married, your son will be dissatisfied with you for raising someone else's child, thinking that it's useless to raise someone who isn't your biological child."
"Later, your son talked to you so much that you started to feel resentful and didn't pay as much attention to the child as you did at the beginning."
Zhang Bo's thoughts followed Wei Mian's words. At first, he was quite happy when he heard that he had found a woman who was ten years younger than him. But when he heard that the other party also had a son who had just started college, he was not so happy.
Everyone knows that the most expensive period for children is after they go to college. Tuition and living expenses cost money, which can reach hundreds of thousands of yuan a year.
University alone takes three or four years, and if you take the postgraduate entrance exam, you have to continue studying. The total amount of investment is still unknown.
His own son is already working and he is finally free from burden, but now he has to support someone else's son?
Wei Mian knew what Zhang Bo was thinking when she saw him like that. He might have weighed the pros and cons before meeting the person, but after coming into contact with that person, he became willing to be raised by that person. However, she still wanted to remind him.
"People's feelings are mutual, but some people are born ungrateful. No matter how much you give, they think it's their due."
"There are also some people who you only raised for a few years, spending much less than the other person, yet they will remember your kindness and stay by your side until the very end."
Zhang Bo’s stepson is the latter.
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