Xiaoyu understood immediately and nodded, "Okay, okay, let's go eat something first."
After the two little ones left, Song Yuehua smiled helplessly and asked the old woman to wrap up all the flowers on her hair.
After putting the wrapped head flowers in the backpack, Song Yuehua followed.
The two of them had eaten a lot just now, so they couldn't eat anything now. When Song Yuehua came over, they were still talking about the hair flowers they had just eaten.
Seeing that Song Yuehua arrived late, he hurriedly asked, "Sister, you didn't buy it? The flower head is beautiful, but it's too expensive. I'd better not buy it."
Song Yuehua took out a bag of buns and handed them to the two of them, saying, "Aren't you hungry? Eat something."
Xiaoyu giggled and said, "I'm not hungry actually. I just wanted to find an excuse to leave."
Xiaoyu also nodded and said, "It won't be so embarrassing if you find an excuse."
I don’t think these two think they have good acting skills, Song Yuehua laughed.
"Would you like to have a fortune-teller?"
The three of them passed by a fortune-telling stall and were stopped by an old Taoist priest. Song Yuehua became interested and squatted down to ask, "What can you tell?"
"I can calculate anything." The old Taoist priest was full of confidence.
"Sister, let's go. These are all fake and can't be trusted." Xiaoyu whispered beside her.
The old Taoist priest had good hearing, and he was immediately displeased when he heard this. Before he could speak, Song Yuehua covered Xiaoyu's mouth and said, "Don't talk nonsense, the Bodhisattvas in heaven are listening."
Old Taoist priest, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, "..."
Xiaoyu sighed, and pointed to the cloth banner next to the Taoist priest and said, "It is written on it that one hexagram costs ten cents. If Sister Song wants to ask, let her go."
Song Yuehua put down 10 coins and asked, "Calculate first whether I will become rich."
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