After Saturday's class, it was the weekend, Yang Yu originally wanted to go out with Hu Yuxuan to have a romantic time, but when he went to the park to practice boxing, Lao Dao said that he would take Yang Yu to set up a stall under the overpass, Yang Yu knew that Lao Dao was going to teach him something, so Yang Yu agreed without thinking about it.

Yang Yu called his wife to report the situation, and then followed the old road to the bottom of the overpass, under the overpass in Meixian County is a gathering place for begging and wandering, stalls and fortune tellers.

Lao Dao laid his gossip map on the ground, and then put those antiques on the gossip map, sat under the overpass, and didn't say anything.

Under the overpass, it can be said that there are everyone, there are wandering singers playing guitars, there are also people who are dirty and crawling on the ground and seem to have a broken leg begging, and even Yang Yu saw a gray-haired and dignified fortune-telling old man with reading glasses staring at a young woman wearing a pale cyan slit long skirt, with a slender and lovely figure, a pair of white straight calves exuding a charming luster under the skirt, and a deep groove on her chest The lips of a young woman couldn't help but tremble and said: "Big murderer!"

It was very cool under the overpass, and the wind blowing over carried the breath of the Qingshui River in Meixian County, and the young woman seemed to see the old man's fake and serious appearance, and he slowly walked to the old man who was dressed more formally at a glance.

The young woman said politely: "Daoist, I have always wanted a child, but I can't conceive it, please help me calculate it." ”

The old Taoist said seriously: "One hundred yuan for one hexagram, refuse to bargain." ”

Yang Yu thought to himself that this old way is too dark, if he counts ten hexagrams a day, the income is also quite considerable.

The young woman saw that Lao Dao's eyes were clear, and she couldn't help but have a very good impression of him in her heart, she took out a hundred yuan from her Chanel bag and handed it to Lao Dao and said, "That's troublesome." ”

Lao Dao very formally took out a turtle shell with some cracks and looked very old from his hemp cloth pocket, and he threw a few copper coins into it and began to count.

After a cup of tea, the old Taoist slowly spoke: "I don't blame you for not being able to conceive a child." ”

The young woman glanced at Lao Dao suspiciously and asked, "Then may I ask where the problem is?"

Lao Dao said with a straight face: "Your husband is too short." ”

When the young woman heard this, she couldn't help but blush, and scolded: "Old liar, my husband is obviously not a small cigarette." ”

Lao Dao looked at the young woman who was moving away and said, "Do you need help? ”

Hearing this, the young woman ran away as if she was leaving, her face was also flushed, she knew that her husband was not only short but also fast, which also made the young woman ashamed, if it weren't for his husband's rich young woman, he wouldn't have lived with him.

As the saying goes, the wandering singer who stands under the overpass and plays the guitar sings quite a good song, and he himself is a man with long flowing hair and looks very artistic, so passers-by will throw a piece or two into his broken iron cylinder from time to time.

Among them, Yang Yu also saw a woman holding a child who was still breastfeeding, and begged under the overpass in a simple tent, seeing this scene, Yang Yu thought of his mother who pulled him up with one hand and Hu Yuxuan, who was very likely to be pregnant, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the haggard woman.

As soon as the woman saw that Yang Yu gave her a hundred yuan, she hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Yu, Yang Yu hurriedly supported her and said: "If you don't do this, I will lose my life, I know that it is not easy for a woman to carry a child, and I am also raised by my mother." ”

The woman glanced at Yang Yu gratefully and did not kneel, Yang Yu walked to the side of the old road again, under the overpass, he saw many kind and enthusiastic people, and also saw the indifferent side of this society, many people with big gold watches and iPhones looked rich but these poor people who were struggling at the bottom of the society had a disgusted expression.

They didn't want to give a dime, and they took a detour as if they were afraid that these people would dirty their clothes, which made Yang Yu feel that the world was hot and cold, and the sky soon darkened with the singing of the wandering singer.

The wandering singer left the bridge with his guitar on his back, where his musical dreams seemed to have come true, he smiled brightly and contentedly, but the beggar who seemed to have a broken leg stood up, he took off his dirty clothes, changed into his clean suit, put on a pair of sunglasses, and fooled around somewhere.

Lao Dao and a few colleagues exchanged a few words of greeting, then packed up their guys and got up and said to Yang Yu: "You go to the side of the overpass and buy me a bucket of devil spicy noodles." ”

Yang Yu naturally didn't dare to say a word, he obediently bought a bucket of devil spicy noodles and soaked them and brought them to Lao Dao, Lao Dao showed a mouthful of yellow teeth and said: "Young man, this devil spicy noodles are very refreshing, do you want to take two bites." ”

"Thank you, Daoist, I can't eat spicy. Yang Yu said seriously.

Lao Dao asked while eating the devil's spicy noodles: "Do you know what I asked you to come here for this time?"

Yang Yu thought for a while and said, "Let me see the warmth and coldness of this society." ”

Lao Dao took a sip of the devil's spicy noodle soup and said: "What you said is a little, but I came here this time mainly to let you see the decline of our qi practitioners, you see that our real physiognomy, divination, feng shui, and ancient Chinese medicine have all been annihilated in the long river of history, and the rest is just a deception for small profits, do you think this is not sad?"

Yang Yu lit a Zhongnanhai Dao and took a puff of cigarette: "It's true, but with the passage of time, all this is inevitable, and no one knows what kind of development this world will develop in the future." ”

Standing under the breezy overpass, Lao Dao looked at the sparkling Qingshui River for a while, and his expression was like a lonely old dynasty man who had lost his country.

The old man suddenly stepped on the Qingshui River and disappeared in front of Yang Yu's eyes, Yang Yu glanced at the devil's spicy noodles on the ground meaningfully, suddenly smiled, and turned around and left the overpass.

Suddenly, Yang Yu's button phone rang, and Hu Yuxuan said that he bought a villa near No. 1 Middle School in Limei County, H City over the weekend for him to come over.

When Yang Yu received the 20 million grand prize, he gave Hu Yuxuan 10 million in the card, and Yang Yu thought that she must have used the money to buy a villa.

Walking into the luxuriously decorated villa, Yang Yu also sighed in his heart that this place was really much better than his kennel rental house.

Seeing the swimming pool and fountain, Yang Yu suddenly felt a pain in his flesh, and he thought to himself, this girl can't have spent 10 million.

Walking up the scented wooden staircase, Yang Yu pushed open the door of the room, and he saw Hu Yuxuan wearing heavy makeup and singing to the computer.

Just as Yang Yu was about to tiptoe in, Hu Yuxuan waved his hand at him and motioned him not to come in yet.

Hu Yuxuan didn't know what to say to the computer, she walked out of the room, Hu Yuxuan was pure and lovely, and now she is even more beautiful and thrilling when she puts on makeup.

Yang Yu couldn't help asking, "What are you doing to be mysterious?" ”

Hu Yuxuan smiled and said: "Good husband, I am an anchor, that is, an Internet celebrity." ”

Yang Yu used to always work to earn money, he came into contact with the Internet in the school's computer class, as for the word Internet celebrity, he is a person who often holds a button mobile phone, naturally does not understand, maybe because of poverty Yang Yu is a little derailed in this era.

As if seeing through the doubts in Yang Yu's heart, Hu Yuxuan explained: "Internet celebrities are stars on the Internet, and your own fans will be rich if they use money to give you gifts. ”

Hu Yuxuan took out two glasses of red wine from the room and handed one to Yang Yu and said, "In order to prove my return, Yang Yu, you go to the computer next door to log in to the show bar platform and rush money to grab a headline for me." ”

Yang Yu touched Hu Yuxuan's smooth forehead and said, "Yuxuan, you won't be crazy, our money is for living, not for waste." ”

Hu Yuxuan took a sip of red wine and told Yang Yu in detail that being an Internet celebrity became popular, that is, it was as fast as using a rake to make money.

Listening to Hu Yuxuan's words, Yang Yu's fox eyes rolled, he stared at his beautiful wife and felt that this was indeed a good way to make money, and his wife was very capital, but her breasts were not plump enough and she had to let herself develop and develop well, and then Yang Yu pinched Hu Yuxuan's beautiful nose and said, "Then my husband will support you once." ”