Lao Chen looked at the ginkgo for about ten minutes, is this the one who is good or bad, how can a person have two faces?

Xu Yang's face became darker and darker, quietly held his daughter-in-law's hand, and leaned towards her without moving, and leaned back again. After a while, Old Chen's vision was blocked.

The little white face suddenly changed to a little black face, and Old Chen Tou laughed embarrassedly twice.

Tian Shuang and the others held their breath and condensed, they didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, and their mood was fluttering, for fear of hearing a good thing. I don't dare to go, in case the girl really has something to do, I should know that I should prevent it early.

Engaged in the business of arithmetic and appearance, Lao Chen Tou understands the psychology of the public very well. Customers don't like to hear bad things about themselves, especially if they come out of the mouth of a fortune teller.

But the little friend in front of him was so strange, he saw it for the first time in his life. The book handed down by his ancestors, the rolling melons on his back are ripe, and there are so many cases that there is no such thing as this.

I thought about it and studied it carefully, but looking at Xu Yang's posture of protecting his wife, I thought he was a hooligan when I looked at it again.

After brewing in my heart, I decided to remind me euphemistically.

"Xiaoyou has a hurdle at the age of thirty, and it has been smooth sailing in the past, and everything is fine. "The implication is that if you can't get by, you will say goodbye.

If it is a long-lived one, it will definitely be able to pass the age of thirty. If it's a short-lived one, it's really dangerous to be thirty years old. That's right, it's all true.

Tian Shuang's face changed, and he hurriedly asked, "Master, full thirty or virtual thirty?" The attitude is very pious, and he becomes a master in a second.

Old Chen Tou responded, "At the age of thirty, Xiaoyou still has a lot of fortune before that, and he will come to make money." ”

Ginkgo was really a little scared, isn't this her previous life, she won the jackpot, and she didn't have time to enjoy it, she hiccuped.

"After the age of thirty, then I will ...... behind"

"Great wealth and wealth, no more twists and turns. Lao Chen Tou took it casually, but he looked at his face, a little upset, and reminded, "Be careful of the car." ”

Tian Shuang firmly remembered Lao Chentou's words in his heart, and he couldn't forget the three major points at all.

Li Dali took out five hundred yuan from his purse and respectfully handed it to Lao Chen, looking at him blankly, eager for him to remind him more, if only he could be more specific.

The girl is his lifeline, although he has an extra grandson, but his daughter still can't stand it if he has a good or bad thing.

Lao Chentou has never been soft on money, he works with his ability, why should he excuse himself, even if he is introduced by Yu Guangtou.

The family was still a little excited when they came, and when they went back, except for the ginkgo, they were all anxious, and they all understood that Lao Chen's words were not broken.

Ginkgo was led away by Xu Yang, she was still in shock and didn't come back to her senses.

I have to admit that Lao Chen is so powerful. In the past, Yu Guangtou always praised him, Ginkgo always smiled and didn't speak, selfishly thought that the other party was a high-level god, mastered a little psychology, and could observe words and feelings, and everyone was stunned. Engage in worship style.

After this experience, I looked at it again, and he really had two brushes. No, three. I can see the past life.

Li Dali returned home, picked up paper and pen without saying a word, and used the words he didn't know much to seriously write Lao Chentou's "three proverbs".

In order to accommodate Tian Shuang, he specially painted simple paintings.

A stack of banknotes and bicycles, cars, buses, and tricycles, all the cars I have ever seen, have not been left behind. As for the age of thirty, he wrote a big Arabic numerals, Tian Shuang was illiterate but literate.

Tian Shuang crossed his fingers and slowly calculated, the girl is twenty-eight years old this year, and she will be twenty-nine years old next year, and she will be thirty years old the year after next. According to Lao Chentou's meaning, you must start paying attention on the day of your birth.

Folded hands in front and back, left and right and prayed to the girl not to get a windfall. Money is something external to the body, and sometimes it is not worth mentioning.

suddenly thought of the store, and stopped talking to Xu Yang.

Xu Yang looked at his mother-in-law's expression, combined with the prayer just now, what else did he not understand.

"Mom and Dad, put the store in your name. "He's a soldier, and he's still clean and clean.

Without waiting for Li Dali to answer, Tian Shuang agreed. When the girl married her son-in-law, she was a family, and she was still not at ease when she changed to his name.

Li Dali was silent, obviously agreeing with Tian Shuang's proposal.

Cui Hong was afraid that Xu Yang would think too much, so she helped explain, "Dali is just a child of Xing'er, and his things will be Xing'er's in the future." ”

Tian Shuang nodded, and then told Ginkgo, "Walk on the right side and be careful of the car." It's close to work and work, so don't ride your bike. ”

Cui Hong did not forget to add, "Be careful when you take the car, wait for the car to stop before getting on and off, and pay attention to the front and back after getting off." ”

After a while, Ginkgo's shop "changed hands", and bicycles were also banned from riding.

"Don't be a soldier, don't worry, I'm blessed with a great life, and I'll be fine. ”

Others don't know, don't she know what's going on? The lottery ticket in this life is not going to be bought on the thirtieth birthday, where does the fortune come from. Lao Chen Tou made it clear that fortune first and then accidents, without the front, the back will naturally not be established.

Tian Shuang glared at Ginkgo angrily, "It's always wrong to take precautions, did you hear what we just said?"

"Understood. Whether you are walking, getting on or off the bus, you can see all directions and listen to all directions. When it's okay, squat at home. When you see the money, pick it up and give it to the police. ”

Tian Shuang didn't bother to pay attention to Ginkgo's jokes, turned around and went to the bedroom, and came out with Li Dali's ID card three seconds later.

"It's not yet twelve o'clock, you hurry up to the industrial and commercial bureau to go through the formalities. "If you want to make it, you have to do it.

Li Dali got up, took his ID card and was about to leave.

"Mom, today is the weekend off, no one works. ”

Tian Shuang was like a deflated balloon, sitting on the stool, why wait until tomorrow, he couldn't wait for a moment.

"I'm not allowed to go out in the afternoon. ”

"Definitely not going out. "I'm going to dispel your doubts in the afternoon, what are you going to do when you run out?

Lunch was made by Xu Yang and Ginkgo, and Tian Shuang was always panicked and couldn't lift his energy. I only ate half a bowl for lunch, and my appetite was far from usual.

Ginkgo scolded herself in her heart, it was all caused by looking at her appearance, and she knew that she would not join in the fun.

Pulled Xu Yang to the bedroom, "I'll tell you a ...... Tale. ”

Xu Yang held Ginkgo's hand and reluctantly smiled, "Listen up." "The mother-in-law is sad, and the daughter-in-law must be the most uncomfortable, he is the pillar of the family, and he can't always show his grief outside.

It has been decided that tomorrow will ask for leave in the morning and go to Lao Chentou again.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and on the mountain lived a little girl, and the little girl was an orphan, and lived to be thirty years old, and died, and then lived again. ”

Xu Yang was ready, no matter what his daughter-in-law said, he would applaud and tell it well, but this story ......

Ginkgo looked at Xu Yang's face cautiously, "Do you think this is a supernatural story, a fantasy story, an impossible story, or is it possible?"

Xu Yang stared at Ginkgo's eyes, according to his understanding of his daughter-in-law, storytelling has always been danced, happy when it should be happy, and terrifying when it should be terrifying. In such a bland tone, it is very problematic to tell about the life and death of people, without even a little sadness.

"I think so...... Anything is possible. ”