Ling Zhizhi went home and poured a large bowl of water, but he was thirsty to death, and after drinking the water, he settled the silver money and planned to go to the "Daxian" house to calculate the auspicious day of the zodiac, and see which day was suitable to break ground.

The so-called "Great Immortal", since Mrs. Zhou personally invited her back to give Zhou Xuan a cheap name, saying that she was the one who was easy to feed.

Zhou Xuan's fever was about to die, who would have thought that this old monk would change her name to Erniu, and she would come back to life.

After that, the village was shocked, and called the old monk a great immortal, and he also had a foot in Qile Village, and even more, he also looked for him when he had a small illness and a small pain, and the strange thing was that the great immortal was cured, and many superstitious women in the village worshiped him even more.

Ling Zhizhi brought back the two pastries that his daughter brought back, and mentioned one side, Wufang Daxian was the most sloppy in eating, and he wanted to eat the most delicious.

In the dilapidated grass hut, a bald man was clutching a chicken leg and gnawing on his mouth, and there were suspicious marks on his robe, which did not look like a great immortal.

Ling Zhizhi was a little suspicious: Is this really a great immortal? How is Daxian ...... So...... Call it raunchy?

"No Fang Daxian?"

Ling Zhizhi called out to him tentatively, and he also heard the rumors from the people in the village, so he also came to ask him to calculate the auspicious day of the zodiac.

Wufang's eyes were finally reluctant to remove from the chicken leg and glanced at him, but after sweeping it, his eyes couldn't leave it.

He could see at a glance that it was Quanjuxuan's pastry, the only one in the town, the pastry belonging to Quanjuxuan was the most delicious, I heard that in recent days, a red mist tea has been launched, and it is very delicious to drink with his pastry, thinking of this, his eyes lit up, and he looked at it casually, but he didn't look at it, and couldn't help but be disappointed.

Nobo clears his throat, huh...... Daxian still has to have the appearance he should have, he put down the chicken bone in his hand, pointed to the futon in front of him, and folded his hands: "Donor, please sit." ”

Ling Zhizhi: ????

He confirmed again, "Are you really a great immortal without a square?" ”

The corners of Wufang's mouth twitched, and the twitches at the corners of his mouth were suppressed, this is to dismantle his platform, right? Yes, right?

Wufang pretended to respond: "The poor monk is without a party, what is the matter with the donor?" ”

Ling Zhizhi sat cross-legged on the futon suspiciously, "Count me an auspicious day for the zodiac, when will my family build a new house?" ”

As soon as Wufang's eyes lit up, he couldn't suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, and he coughed hurriedly.

"Donor, wait a moment."

Wufang got up and went to the room and took out a small, shabby, yellowed notebook.

This is a loud voice, on the day of the start of construction, he went to the scene to dance a "big immortal", and he had a copper plate to spend, and there was no "business" in the past few days.

In fact, it's no wonder that he pretended to be a god to deceive people, his family passed to him, and he was the only one left, he was going to go bankrupt and fall into business, and he wanted to stop here, saying that it was called wandering.

That day, Zhou Xuan and her grandmother Mrs. Zhou grabbed him, and if he had to go to see his granddaughter, he wouldn't! Can't look at his middle-aged and early baldness and think that he is a monk and a monk, right?

Later, he really couldn't, Mrs. Zhou dragged him over with tears, he had a flash of inspiration, thinking that he heard his father say that his grandfather also changed his name to a milk called Dogan, which fooled Mrs. Zhou to change the name of her granddaughter Zhou Xuan to the blessing of this name, and changed her name to Tuesday Niu.

Who would have thought, who would have thought that by accident and chance, he would become what he is now, he has to think that he is a "great immortal", he is really not, he was forced.

As the saying goes, "If one person is full, the whole family will not go hungry".

Where he went was not wandering, he found a thatched hut with no one in Qile Village to live, and named himself Wufang, in order not to lose this "job", what a barefoot doctor, looking at feng shui, dancing immortals, he also learned some, it seems that he can bluff people, it is really miserable to say......

Wufang picked up the yellowed book, flipped through it, and lingered on one page for a long time.

"That's it," Wufang said, gesturing to the book.

Ling Zhizhi wanted to stand up and lean over to take a look, but he closed the book seriously, "Hanlu is an auspicious day, that is, the eighth day of this month, the eighth day of October, and the third day is Hanlu. ”

Ling Zhizhi was originally very suspicious of this "Great Immortal", but seeing the Great Immortal's behavior just now, he thought that he was eclectic.

Wufang looked at Ji Ri's actions to really scare Ling Zhizhi, and Wufang sighed in his heart, his job was finally saved.

"Look at me! The pastries were forgotten to give to Wufang Daxian. ”

Ling Zhizhi patted his head, put the pastry on the small table in front of him, and took out five cents from his arms.

"Daxian, please accept these five cents, Daxian has a high character and a bright festival and will not charge this fee, but my heart still has to arrive."

Ling Zhizhi completely forgot how suspicious he was just now, this unruly "Great Immortal" in front of him.

No Side: ???

He thought to himself: Where did you tell that he was so high-spirited? Didn't you still suspect it just now, it seems that his bluffing skills have another layer on his body, huh...... Don't be complacent, you still need to work hard, and you can't suppress the smile at the corner of your mouth.

He said solemnly: "Donor, please come back, the donor will come and take me to do a Dharma service on the day of Hanlu, and have a light meal at the donor's house by the way." ”

"Yes, yes," Ling Zhizhi said goodbye to him happily, and turned out of the dilapidated thatched hut.

He wants to go back and tell his daughter and daughter-in-law the good news, this great immortal is really worthy of its name.

……

"My good man, this green brick, get a lot of money!"

"Look at this tile, how beautiful it is!"

They are envious of Ji Lan, and there is no old man to support, and the man who marries can do it, which has to be built with blue bricks and tiles.

Ling Yi just wanted to say: This is just a beautiful misunderstanding, you should envy my mother for giving birth to a good girl.

There were five or six aunts outside Ling Yi's house to watch the excitement there, Ji Lan discussed with them about inviting them to cook on the day of building the house, the children were literate in the school at that time, and besides, she was reluctant to let her daughter suffer, she didn't have the money to build a house, but she could still afford the money for hiring workers and the money for food.

"I don't pay for it, but I take care of the food."

The women didn't have any reason to do it, they just came to help cook a meal, and they couldn't say that they could still get meat and fish.

The women asked Ji Lan again, "Then when will you break ground?" Shall I call my man to help? ”

Ji Lan thought about it, the father-in-law of these women was not a lazy person, so he should also do it.

"The master went to invite Daxian to see the auspicious day of the zodiac, and when the master came back, I will inform you, okay? If you are in charge, you can come, eight texts a day, take care of lunch, if your sisters and sisters don't dislike it, just come. ”

All the women took Ji Lan's hand one after another, and said kindly: "How can you dislike your sister (sister)"

"Then let's say so, when the master invites the auspicious day back, I will tell you......"