After Yang Qiaoer and Brother Lin Zi really frolicked for a while, they also took Brother Lin Zi's arm and prepared to leave the Crooked Arm Camor to go home for dinner, so as not to panic at home again when the difficult Jiang Ting waited. Who knew that just a few steps away, Yang Qiao'er hurriedly stood again, and raised her eyes to look at the distance of the road.

Seeing this situation, Luo Lin felt very strange, why couldn't Yang Qiao'er in front of him stop leaving? Could it be that there was something he hadn't told him?

Luo Lin glanced at Yang Qiaoer's focused expression, and knew that it was not that he had something to say to him, but that Yang Qiaoer seemed to have discovered something. He hurriedly followed Yang Qiaoer's gaze into the distance, only to see a fortune teller in the distance, and the pathfinder stick in his hand was walking towards this side in a "click".

Faced with such a situation, Luo Lin felt very strange, did Yang Qiao'er in front of him still want to tell his fortune? It seems that the women in the village like fortune-telling, and Yang Qiao'er is no exception, perhaps only in this form can we get psychological comfort.

In fact, Luo Lin doesn't believe or like this kind of thing in his heart, and he always doubts that a person's fate and life and death can really be deduced from numerology? Therefore, he always thinks that fortune-telling is pure nonsense and has no basis at all.

Despite this, Luo Lin still didn't want to forcibly stop Yang Qiao'er from trying to tell fortunes, otherwise he would make Yang Qiao'er unhappy. There was no way, he had to take a joking situation, and said tentatively: "Qiao'er, do you want to tell your fortune?"

"Yes, isn't it okay? You don't want to oppose it!" Yang Qiao'er did not look back, but continued to look at the fortune teller and said.

"Ah, I'm not saying no, but I think you seem to be too superstitious, is it true that the ever-changing things in life are really controlled and manipulated by fate? Hahahaha!" Luo Lin said with a half-truthful smile.

"Who says I'm superstitious? Fortune telling is not a real thing, it's just a fictitious theory, but it still has a certain amount of truth, such as: you can point out the maze, don't let people take detours, or be greedy for money or something. I see that you are thinking about the worst, always thinking about smearing the fortune teller's face. Yang Qiaoer also reasoned and argued.

"Yes, is that thing of fate really as amazing as you say? It can even give people guidance, hahahaha!" Rollin didn't care at all, and continued to joke.

"Brother Lin Zi, don't be serious here, okay? Wait a minute, the fortune teller is here, you just stay on the side, don't talk nonsense here, so as not to disturb the fortune teller's state of mind, and then you won't be able to tell fortunes accurately." If you don't want to listen to fortune telling, then you can just plug your ears with pieces of paper and hee-hee-haha!" Yang Qiao'er said coquettishly while holding Lin Zige's arm tightly.

"Qiao'er, look at what you said, what kind of person do you think of me, do you know that I am also your husband? Your life is directly related to me, whether it is good or bad, right? Hahahaha!" Luo Lin joked again in order to have fun.

"Brother Lin Zi, what you said is inevitably too confident, since you are my husband, do you have the ability to persuade your aunt to marry me home? I think you are a complete wreck, until now I am pregnant, you still can't give me a name, and now you still have to call yourself a hero with a loud voice in it, hehehehehe!" Yang Qiao'er teased and said.

Luo Lin was speechless when he heard Yang Qiaoer's words, yes, now that Yang Qiaoer is pregnant with his child, in the face of such a serious problem, what should he do next?

Facing the reality, Luo Lin suddenly felt that Yang Qiaoer's words were indeed right, and he had to admit that he was indeed a complete wreck in the matter of marriage.

There is really no way, Luo Lin still has to admit Yang Qiaoer's statement in the face of the facts, and he said very frankly at the moment: "Qiao'er, in the matter of marriage, my ability really makes you right." It's just that you don't talk too much, maybe I'll continue to work hard until the day I marry you as my cousin, hahahaha!"

"yes, then I'll see how you act next. Brother Lin Zi, this is your own statement, I didn't force you to say it, heheheha!" Yang Qiao'er listened to what Brother Lin Zi said just now, and took this opportunity to tell with great satisfaction.

In fact, Luo Lin is really not interested in fortune-telling, but Yang Qiao'er wants to tell fortunes, he also feels a little curious, and feels that he accompanies Yang Qiao'er to listen anyway, it shouldn't be related!

Thinking of this, Luo Lin hurriedly changed the topic and said: "Okay, let's not talk about marriage now, and we will discuss such topics later." Now, if you want to tell fortunes, then come to one, just when I'm just a dumb squatting on the side, let me listen to the fun of your fortune telling, right?"

"Yes, since you want to be dumb, of course you can, but then I'm going to wronged you now, so let's go and squat on the side, or the fortune teller will be there soon." Yang Qiao'er also let go of Brother Lin Zi's arm, and hurriedly urged coquettishly.

"The husband obeys, then I will go to be a eunuch now, hahahaha!" Luo Lin said humorously.

"Brother Lin Zi, I don't mean anything else, I just want to calculate what will happen to our two precious sons in the future, hehehehehe!" Yang Qiao'er was afraid that Brother Lin Zi would be too careful, so she hurriedly explained at the moment.

Just as the two of them had made their preparations, the fortune teller walked over slowly, and saw that the pathfinder stick was still beating on the road, and the "click" sound was becoming more and more crisp and pleasant.

Yang Qiao'er waited for the fortune teller to approach, and then hurriedly greeted him, and dragged the fortune teller to the bent arm camphor, and let him sit on a flat stone bench.

After everything was arranged, Yang Qiao'er smiled and said, "Sir, please tell me a fortune today, you have to say it straight, don't flatter!"

Although the fortune teller is blind, his hearing and smell are indeed quite good, and these are his specialties. He can use these external information to preliminarily grasp the general situation of the fortune teller, plus those numerology rules and regulations, and he can achieve the effect of being inseparable.

After listening to Yang Qiaoer's question, the fortune teller replied: "Girl, which aspect of your fate are you going to calculate today?"

"Sir, then count my good luck, calculate when I will get married, when I will have children, and what will be the fate of my son when he grows up, please help guide me and calculate accurately. Because Yang Qiaoer had already thought about it, and now she blurted out after listening to Mr. 's question.

Next, Yang Qiaoer also reported her birthday, and then sat aside and listened carefully, hoping to hear the result or the door she wanted as soon as possible.

Luo Lin saw Yang Qiaoer's focused expression, and he was also affected, and he hurriedly held his breath in accordance with the rules and disciplines, and sat not far away seriously, even daring to come out. He was always worried that his movements were too big, which would directly affect Yang Qiaoer's good mood to listen to fortune telling, and if he messed up, he would not be able to get his wish.