Early the next morning, Li Liang was woken up by his uncle, today their family of four is going back to the city, and my sister's vacation has been taken and she needs to go to work in the hospital.

After breakfast, Li Shuangzhu and Wang Xiulan carried dried bamboo shoots, dried sweet potatoes, peanuts and other local products prepared by Li Liang's grandmother, and led Li Meng and Li Liang sisters to the polder in Zaozhu Township.

At this time, the polder was much more lively than when their family came two days ago, there were many people who came to the polder to catch the market, and there were people buying and selling all kinds of commodities everywhere, the most were farmers who sold vegetables and local products, and the buyers were mainly residents of the polder, especially the staff working in the early township government. They have a regular monthly salary, and they have money to spare, and their lives are much more comfortable than those of the peasants who can only work hard to dig through the soil.

The shuttle bus from Zaozhu Township back to the county seat will depart from Yutian Town farther away early in the morning every day, and the shuttle bus will wander for about an hour before arriving at Zaozhu Township Polder. While waiting for the bus, Li Liang deliberately observed the bustling polder.

At this time, there were people who bought and sold everything, such as vegetables, local products, bamboo baskets, bamboo dustpans and other bamboo products, all kinds of iron tools and farm tools, and even dog skin plasters and fortune tellers.

In the past two years, the reform and opening up has not been as strict as before, and the life of the fortune teller has emerged again.

Today's fortune teller is a blind man, wearing very shabby clothes, and there are a few strands of black cotton wool floating at his elbows, he looks like he is in his fifties, and he looks like he is not having a good life. He was touching the hand of a woman in her 40s and saying something.

Li Liang came into contact with fortune tellers because after the death of his sister in his previous life, his mother Wang Xiulan had no spiritual sustenance, and often went to some fortune tellers to tell fortunes. Sometimes when Li Liang is at home on vacation, he doesn't worry about his mother going alone, so he will go with him. To be honest, having had a lot of contact, Li Liang was skeptical about this business.

It is said that the feng shui master and fortune teller in China is an extremely ancient industry, and most of the Taoism in it originated from the "Zhou Yi" in the pre-Qin era. The "Sutra" is mainly sixty-four hexagrams and three hundred and eighty-four hexagrams, and the hexagrams and hexagrams have their own explanations (hexagrams, hexagrams) for divination. However, "Zhou Yi" does not put forward the concepts of yin and yang and tai chi, and the "Yi Chuan" that talks about yin and yang and tai chi is influenced by Taoism and yin and yang.

In fact, the "Zhou Yi" left by the ancestors is a treasure book, similar to the genetic code. But that's just like religion, don't force people to believe it, and don't use it to cheat money. As for the fortune-telling on the streets and in front of the temple in later generations, there are people who look at fortunes under the guise of "Zhou Yi", and often do not understand Zhou Yi gossip at all, and only deceive people with their incorruptible tongue, so that those who really study "Zhou Yi" with a sacred mentality feel ashamed.

Li Liang remembered that once in his last life, he followed his mother to find a famous fortune teller in the county at that time, and asked the gentleman to calculate whether his sister Li Meng was doing well in the underworld. When I went there, a woman who happened to be at the front of the queue was also asking her husband to count, and this gentleman said that he could ask the yin man to appear.

Li Liang didn't believe it, but when the woman wrote the birthday of her deceased relatives to this fortune teller, this gentleman seemed to really ask the yin man to get up, and his voice changed, becoming another unfamiliar voice, and the strange male voice told the woman that he was not doing well over there, and often had no money to spend, so he asked the woman to burn more money for him to use when she went back. According to the woman, the voice was exactly the same as the voice of the person she was trying to count as before.

When it was Li Liang's mother's turn, Wang Xiulan also wanted to ask her husband to let her daughter appear, but after seeing Li Meng's birthday, this gentleman said that Li Meng was doing well over there and didn't want to come back, so he asked his mother to take care of her body.

After that incident, Li Liang became suspicious of fortune tellers and feng shui from disbelief. Li Liang once discussed this topic with his friends, everyone said that thousands of years of culture, since it exists, there is always his reasonable side, and there have been many strange people like Guiguzi, Xu Cheng, Yuan Tiangang, Liu Bowen and so on in history!

Li Liang listened carefully to this fortune teller and found that this might really be a liar. It turned out that the woman's son was almost 20 years old, and recently a matchmaker was a matchmaker who introduced a girl. The woman came today with the birth date of her son and the girl to see if the two of them were suitable. The blind man quietly took the woman's words, and then said some ambiguous words, which made a layman like Li Liang sound like him want to laugh. However, the woman listened very attentively, nodded her head constantly, and took out 2 yuan from her pocket and handed it to the blind fortune teller.

When the woman got up to leave, Li Liang returned to the family waiting for the car.

Li Meng saw that his younger brother had been listening to the blind fortune teller for a long time, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Liangzi, how is it, is this person accurate?"

Li Liang shook his head and whispered: "It's all nonsense with guesswork!"

Li Meng covered her mouth and smiled: "Our family, our mother believes in this set the most!"

After waiting for a while, the shuttle bus from Yutian Town staggered to the polder. People waiting for the bus flocked to the park before they could stop it.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!" the conductor on the bus jumped out of the car and held the door.

Finally squeezed into the car, this time it was even worse, the last time I came over, there were still two seats, my mother and sister had seats, and this time there was no vacancy. When she staggered all the way back to the county seat, Wang Xiulan's legs were sore.

"Mom, why don't we take a scooter home!" After getting out of the car, Li Liang saw his mother rubbing his sore calves and proposed.

The board car he refers to is a non-motorized vehicle that carries goods or people in its flatbed section, which was common in the south at this time. Hek County is not like a big city like Beiping with rickshaws, and the general county town only has this kind of board car to transport people and goods. As for the kind of three-wheeled rickshaw that carries people, it will not appear on the streets of Hekang until the 90s.

At this time, there are a few men pushing carts waiting at the entrance of the station, and these men are generally people from the surrounding suburban villages, taking advantage of the slack to use the family's carts to make some quick money in the city.

"Forget it, our house is not far away!" Wang Xiulan was reluctant to spend money and refused.

"Mom, you see we are still carrying so many dried sweet potatoes and bamboo shoots!" Li Liang pointed to the souvenirs that he and his father were carrying, and came out as if he was tired.

Wang Xiulan had no choice but to smile and say, "Okay, then hire a board car!"