"Yo, today is good, this pole is much better than yesterday."

The next morning, Song Sansi had just set up his magic calculation stall, and the official at the door came over.

"Yes, this pole was specially brought to me by the uncle, of course." In a word, Song Sansi told Wang Zhuhai that he was a backer, but he would not be driven away casually.

I have to say that having an uncle is really different. Song Sansi was full of confidence when he spoke.

"Xiao Wu, go and get busy with your go, Xiao Song has me to take care of it."

Since the uncle has spoken, Wang Zhukuai can't open his mouth to drive people away, so he has to say stupidly: "Okay, uncle, you help watch it, don't let him mess with the person who shouldn't be messed with......"

"There's nothing to mess with, it's just that you don't mess with the people in the yamen, the white clothes on the street, you can show it to whoever you want......

After listening to the old man's words, Song Sansi said with a smile: "Don't worry, uncle, I didn't plan to provoke the people in the yamen, and having these white clothes is enough for me to talk about." ”

What he said is true, after all, there is Di Renjie in the yamen, no matter what the news, Di Renjie will definitely sound much more convenient than him as an outsider.

"Come on, come on, don't miss it when you pass by, the crisp pears that have just gotten off the tree, buy pears and send them to God once......"

Xu was bored, Song Sansi actually learned to walk the streets and alleys of the hawkers and shouted.

Not to mention, his shouting still had some effect, but he really stopped to buy a few pears from the uncle, but after buying the pears, few people chose to go to him to count them.

It may also be his bad luck, the people who pass by the yamen during this period of time are all gentlemen who have come to do business. It wasn't until near noon that a few aunts came over, but as soon as the aunts saw his magic signboard and there was no sign on the table, they lost the interest in calculating.

After yelling for a long time, after all, he just yelled at some buyers for the uncle, but it was of no help to his own business.

Song Sansi was not in a hurry, but the uncle was a little embarrassed. Finally, when a young man bought pears and was about to leave, the old man couldn't help but stop the man and whispered: "This little brother, the next door is a god, if you have any doubts, you might as well calculate it, don't want money." ”

This person has been really a little unhappy lately, and he also has some thoughts in his heart that he wants to count. But as soon as he turned his head, Song Sansi didn't know what to think and turned his head to the side, not looking at the man.

"I said Xiao Song, what do you mean by this, why didn't you do the business that was delivered to the door?" When the man left a little embarrassed, the old man immediately asked.

Song Sansi smiled, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a smile: "The person I was waiting for has arrived!" ”

As he spoke, a small child came running from a distance. The kid was also clever, and before he could say anything, he ran to Song Sansi's divine arithmetic banner, and after seeing that the banner was hanging on a bamboo pole instead of sugar cane today, he smacked his lips in disappointment.

"Little one, why are you so greedy, I don't want to buy you a few pears to taste."

"Say what you can't buy or not, Xiaotian, you can take these pears back and give them to your father to taste, just say I gave them, if he dares not to eat them, I will go to him another day." As he spoke, the old man took a few pears and stuffed them into Xiaotian's pocket.

"I thanked Grandpa Wang on behalf of my father." The child is not polite, just give it to him. After thanking him, he just wanted to go home, but was pulled by Song Sansi, "Your name is Xiaotian?" ”

The little guy was stunned for a moment, and said honestly: "Yes, my name is Wu Wentian, my nickname is Xiaotian, and the neighbors know it, why don't you know?" ”

"Haha, I don't know what's unusual."

"Aren't you a god?"

"The avenue is fifty, and the sky is forty-nine. Even God can't count it all, how can I know everything. ”

When it comes to quarrels, even if it is ten days, it can't be said that there is only one Song Sansi. However, children have children's choices, and since they can't say it, they just turn around and leave.

But it's a pity that the little guy just put on a mischievous face, and Song Sansi said to the old man: "Uncle, you help me guard this stall for a while, I really like this kid a little, see if I can accept him as an apprentice." So saying, he ran after the little one.

"Little one, let me ask you, what's the matter with your father?"

"You're sick, you can't see this?"

After chasing Xiaotian all the way back to the house, Song Sansi did not follow up the room, but waited in the yard for the little guy to come out before he asked in a low voice.

"Then when your father is sick, who is the breadwinner on weekdays?"

"My mother does some needlework in other houses on weekdays, and I also work with helpers in other houses. If it weren't for my mother not worrying that my father was at home alone, I would be busy in the paper mill now. ”

"What can you do in the paper mill with your little body?"

Xu was a little dissatisfied, and the little guy said angrily: "Who said that children can't do things, the shopkeeper of the paper workshop said that my paper-cutting skills are no worse than the master, if the strength is greater, I can follow the master to learn lettering." ”

It's really the children of the poor who are in charge early. I don't know if I remembered the past, Song Sansi was a little dazed. It wasn't until the little guy called him several times that he came back to his senses and asked softly: "I calculated a hexagram today, your father's illness still has to be looked at by another person, maybe there will be a turnaround." ”

Although the little guy is young, he is a big ghost, and he doesn't believe Song Sansi's statement at all. He pursed his lips and said, "It's easy for you to say, even if the doctor doesn't want money, but it's impossible to get rid of the money for this medicine." My family is like this, where can I get money to my father......"

"Don't worry, as long as you promise me one condition, I will keep all your father's medicine money."

"Really?"

"It's hard to chase a horse if you say it!"

"Aren't you worried that you won't be able to meet the conditions I said?"

The little one just smiled and didn't say anything. But from his smile, it can be seen that as long as his father's illness can be cured, he is really willing to do anything, even if he is allowed to die, it is estimated that he will not hesitate.

"Okay, then you can kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and this matter is settled." Song Sansi touched the little guy's head and said softly.

Xiaotian is really simple, he kneels when he says, and the three heads are banging. Before Song Sansi could help him up, the little guy jumped up from the ground by himself, pulled Song Sansi, and said, "Okay, it's time to go to the doctor, hurry up, don't waste time." ”

Song Sansi originally wanted to tell the little guy that he was his apprentice, but he didn't expect the little guy to be so anxious. After smiling bitterly twice, Song Sansi had no choice but to say helplessly: "Okay, you wait here, I'll go and collect the stall, and ask the doctor to come over." ”

(End of chapter)