widowhood,

Lonely widow.

The end of the world is a wanderer,

Poor country dwelling.

Full of economic and easy to talk about,

It has been passed down from generation to generation.

This matter was decided like this, Fan Ermao was happy in his heart, and he talked a lot.

So he told the widow what he had learned from the storyteller, and the two gossiped until midnight, turned off the lights and went to bed.

After the two discussed the study of art, there was nothing to say that night, and the widow went to the village chief at dawn the next day. The widow was a scheming man, and she thought that a man would suddenly be added to the house, and no one would gossip. Instead of letting others guess, it is better to explain, and there will be no gossip. I asked the village chief to explain the reason for the matter, and the village chief agreed, and the widow returned home and asked Fan Ermao to go to the market to buy some wine and food. At ten o'clock, the village chief brought a few of the village's pompous singles. The widow had already hung up the battle exemption card in the morning, and all those who came to tell the fortune were blocked back.

The widow asked the village chief to sit down with a few people, and Fan Ermao ran back and forth to greet the guests, and helped the widow get a few dishes and bring them to the table. The widow went into the inner room to pack up her clothes, and dressed up for the benefit of the profits, and came out to sit on the front seat of the hall, and the village chief saw that everything was in order, and spoke: "Ladies and gentlemen, this day, I invite you to come to say something, and my sister-in-law wants to take in an apprentice, so that everyone can come and testify, what is that called?" ”

"Fan Ermao, it's okay to call Ermao," Fan Ermao hurriedly replied.

"You come here, you just kowtow in front of a few of us, even if you apprentice, the rest are exempted."

When Fan Ermao saw the village chief say this, he quickly knelt down in front of the widow, knocking, knocking.

"Alright, alright. Get up. The village chief said and asked Fan Ermao to get up. The widow sat down with her head bowed, and beckoned everyone to drink.

After that, Fan Ermao lived in a straightforward manner.

After this Fan Ermao settled down, he got up early every day, took a bucket and went to the village well to pick up water and came back, cleaned the yard, and went into the kitchen to help the widow make a pot. The widow saw it in her eyes and was happy in her heart, but she did not show it, and did not say a word about learning art.

This Fan Ermao saw it in his eyes, was anxious in his heart, and didn't dare to ask, every day after breakfast, he took a small bench and sat on the side to listen to the master tell the hexagram, and from time to time called the person who came to tell the hexagram, and made a cup of tea for the master.

In this way, for half a month, that night, the widow and Fan Ermao gossiped after drinking soup, and Fan Ermao shook his courage and asked: "Auntie, you see that I have also lived for half a month, should you also teach me something?" ”

"What is this kid anxious about, let's see how I tell people hexagrams, I will teach you if I should teach you."

"Auntie, am I not idle?"

"I'm in a hurry, take a pen and paper."

This Fan Ermao hurriedly went to find a pen and paper and sat down at the small table.

"I said you write."

"Auntie, I'm so knowledgeable," Fan Ermao said embarrassedly, "What should I do if I can't write?" ”

"If you don't know how to write and write first, just remember it, and you will be able to do it slowly."

"Medium, medium, you say, you say I remember."

"Ten days dry, A, B, C, D, pente, hexagen, xin, non decay."

"Auntie, Gengzi and Guizi can't write."

"Didn't I tell you, I can't write other words."

"Medium, medium." This Fan Ermao still nodded vigorously.

"Remember, the twelve earthly branches, Zi Chou Yin Mao Chen, Si Wu did not apply for Youshuhai."

This time, Fan Ermao didn't dare to ask if he couldn't write, and he wanted to replace it with individual words if he couldn't write.

"I'll teach you so much today, and I'll teach you again when I know how to do it."

"Medium, medium." This Fan Ermao could only say it, and thought to himself: This teaching is too little, this has to wait for learning, and if you don't get the Year of the Monkey, Ma Yue, I don't dare to say it in my heart. There was nothing to say that night, and the two talked about divination during the day, and went to rest.

The next day, when the sky was bright, Fan Ermao got up and picked up a bucket to go to the well in the village to fetch water.

As soon as he arrived at the well, he hooked a bucket with a peach and stepped forward to stand on the well, leaned down and was about to lower the bucket into the well, when he heard a woman's voice behind him ask, "Who's it?" Wake up early. Fan Ermao was frightened, quickly straightened up, turned his head and saw that a little woman in her thirties walked towards the well, carrying a water pick on her shoulder.

Ermao knew at a glance that he was also here to fetch water, and responded: "I." ”

The little woman walked closer, looked at Ermao for a while and said, "Why don't you get up so early, look at you as a living person, are you coming to Aunt Fu's house, which new storyteller is here?" ”

"Yes, yes." Ermao hurriedly responded. Looking closely, the little woman is not too tall, not fat or thin, and she looks good. "You're going to fetch water too?"

"Yes, if I don't fetch water, who does."

"Where's my brother at home?"

"What's at home?"

"Ahh Ermao turned around in response to the words and leaned down to fetch water.

"Tell the story," the little woman said again, "You will say that the book is dark, and I will take the two of you to listen to you tell the book, right?" ”

Ermao said while pulling the bucket upward: "I said that the book is also a half-hanger, and if I don't stick it, will you listen to it?" ”

"I heard it, I heard it, I said that it was clear and dark, ah!"

Saying this, Fan Ermao has already fetched two buckets of water, and then put them on the side of the well platform, seeing that the little woman walked up to the well platform to lean over to fetch water, quickly put down the pick in her hand, walked up to the well platform and grabbed the woman's water pick from the woman's hand, and leaned down to help the little woman fetch water. The woman also stood aside to look at Fan Ermao.

After a while, two buckets of water were put under the well platform, and the woman stepped forward to take the water pick, squatted down, and picked up the bucket all the way to leave, and said: "Tell the story, I said that I will go to you in the dark, ah!" As he spoke, his little ass twisted and walked away.

After Fan Ermao watched the woman leave, he also carried the water back.

Back at the widow's house, the widow was already making breakfast, and Fan Ermao hurried to help make the pot.

After breakfast, Fan Ermao cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, walked into the hall and walked to the statue on the coffee table, brushed off the dust on the statue, prepared incense and stood aside to wait for the master to come and offer incense.

The widow went into the inner room to clean up, dressed up and came out, went to the front of the hall, drew three sticks of incense, knelt before the idol, muttered something in her mouth, and then stood up with three kowtows.

The widow turned around and walked to the small square table and sat down on the board facing west, took out a cigarette, and took out one, Fan Ermao hurriedly stepped forward to light it for the widow, then turned around and walked out of the door, beckoning the person who came to tell the fortune to go.

After a while, a middle-aged woman walked in, saw the widow and said, "Auntie, have you eaten?" This Fan Ermao also came in and sat down by the door.

"Where to sit." The widow motioned for her to sit down across from her.

The middle-aged woman sat down in front of the widow and said with a sad face, "Auntie, I want to ask you a hexagram,"

"I don't need you to say it," said the widow, smoking a cigarette; "As soon as you entered the house, I knew what you were asking."

The middle-aged woman sat in confusion, and looked at the widow speechless.

"I see that there is a vertical stripe in your sky, and the men in the family are cheap."

"Auntie, why are you so right, I just want to ask you today, to see if I can still live with something that is not human?"

"Girl, you heard your aunt tell you that your husband and wife are now hot in the north and south and cold in the north, and the marital relationship is not normal. Isn't it? ”

"Whew! Auntie is right, it's not a human thing, and I found a goblin outside, and I made trouble when I came home these days, beating and scolding, and making a divorce. ”

"Girl, if a man is out of trouble, you can listen: the husband is guilty of peach blossom luck, the family flowers are not fragrant with wild flowers, the man is guilty of peach blossom luck, the women in the family are panicked, and they are beaten and angry, and the women outside are still strong. Girl, don't you say? ”

"Yes, why isn't it, auntie, you're right." The middle-aged woman nodded her head like garlic.

"Girl, the women in the family were beaten with sticks, and the mandarin ducks were divided into two houses. But my daughter, I watched it, the person in your family has not been greedy for wildflowers for a long time, and the flowers at home are still fragrant. Fate is not enough, marriage is difficult to leave, and soon after returning to bed. The gate cave is open to worship heaven and earth, and you have to re-enter the cave room. ”

"Auntie, do you say I can't leave, or do I have to get divorced?"

"Girl, you can't leave, even if you leave, you have to get married again."

"Really? Auntie. A few words had already blown away the gloom on the middle-aged woman's face, and she smiled.

"If you get married, the auspicious stars will shine brightly and be full of blessings."

"If you really want to do what you say, my aunt and I will thank you with a generous gift."

The widow said that the middle-aged woman was happy and walked away. This Fan Ermao was fascinated by the listening next to him, and secretly admired the widow even more in his heart.

Nothing was said for a day, and it was evening. The two gossiped, and Fan Ermao asked: "Auntie, I heard you tell the middle-aged woman a fortune today, why are you so accurate, how do you know that she is here to ask about marriage?" ”

"Look at you, she is a woman in her thirties, the old man is here, and the children are still young, and she has a sad face when she comes to ask the hexagram, most of the people of this age come to see the hexagram because of marital problems, needless to say. Besides, when I saw that woman had vertical lines in the sky, I must know that this woman was very fierce at home and had the appearance of restraint. concluded that she had something to do in her marriage, and this was a sign of Kefu's remarriage. ”

"Auntie, what do you mean by those two sentences?"

"Which two?"

"It's just that fate is not enough, and it is difficult to get married, and soon after I go to bed again, the door is wide open to worship heaven and earth, and I have to re-enter the cave room. She wants Kefu to remarry, can she still agree? ”

"Ermao, this girl can't get married, it's just that she is destined to go through this emotional ordeal, her fate can't be broken, and even if it is broken, she will continue to have a previous edge. Then there is that you still don't understand, where is the fortune teller who says death, you see that she is divorced and can't say that she will die she will definitely divorce, if she really leaves, she will recognize what you say and believe you. If she can't leave, she has to believe you, because you say that she is constantly destined; If she remarries, she will have to believe you, because you say that she will open her door to heaven and earth, and she will have to enter the cave house from the beginning; Ermao, you just learned and don't understand it very well, this is the ancestral clear mouth of the hexagram, I will teach you slowly in the future, and you will know what it means. ”

"Auntie, you really can. No wonder so many people are looking for you to tell fortunes. ”

"Ermao, you can't do it in a hurry, you have to learn the basics first, I will teach you to memorize, today I am talking about ancestral Qingkou, what you can't learn from books, I will teach you in the future, did I let you memorize it yesterday?"

"I will memorize, I will memorize."

"Then I'll teach you to do it today, go get pen and paper."

Fan Ermao hurriedly went to get a pen and paper, sat down at the small table, looked at the widow with stunned eyes, and felt that the widow was beautiful everywhere, although she was older, she was beautiful. A stream of heat splashed from the heart, and the two straight eyes shot a hot light.

"Listen." The widow said, the two hairs were stunned, came back to their senses and lowered their heads to write.

"** The water is in it, and the ugly Xin Jin is the same.

Yin Gong Jiamu Bingbing, Mao Gong Yimu met alone.

Chenzang Yixu three points 癸, 巳中庚金propy哓.

The noon palace Ding fire and his own land, the palace Yi Ji Ding Gongzong.

Shen Wei Geng Jin Ren Shui Wu, Yougong Xin Zi Du Fenglong.

Xugong Xinjin and Ding Wu, Haizang Renjia is the real trace.

After memorizing, I have memorized some of them in the past two days. ”

"Medium, medium." These three hairs are like garlic.

Precisely:

Romance through the ages arises from love,

The liver and intestines are cut off and hurried away.

Yu Xiao blows butterflies love flowers,

For Yi to lose weight and never leave.