Mrs. Zhang sat between the two daughters-in-law, smiling and waiting for the wine, when she saw Ou Heshun coming out with the child in her arms, she patted her thigh and remembered what she hadn't said to the third daughter-in-law just now.

She dragged the person to the backyard and looked around at no one to speak.

"The third child, I looked for Mrs. Yao to see the eight characters of the sweet girl, and Mrs. Yao said, our sweet girl has a good life, don't think she is a girl and dislikes her."

Even if it's a girl, it's her own flesh and blood, and it's too late to hurt, how can you dislike it?

Ou Heshun is naturally a good voice.

Mrs. Yao is from the next village, and she has some ability to tell fortunes, and several villages around her will go to Mrs. Yao to see the eight characters when they have newborns.

Mrs. Zhang returned to Langang Village after watching her little granddaughter that day, and got up early the next day to find Mrs. Yao.

Mrs. Yao fled the famine more than 20 years ago, and her home is on a small hillside at the end of the village, and there is a winding stone road from the foot of the mountain to the door of the house, and small wildflowers half a meter high grow wantonly on the roadside, showing a kind of unadorned and vibrant beauty.

It's a pity that rural people only remember their own one-acre and three-point fields in their hearts, and at most they can pretend to be a little bit of trivial matters such as the east and the west. Mrs. Zhang is naturally not exempt from vulgarity, and vaguely feels that Mrs. Yao's door is a little better than that of others, and she can't taste it if she has more.

It wasn't the first time she came back to Mrs. Yao's house, and when she arrived at the gate of the courtyard, she shouted first, "Sister Yao is not there?" I'm afraid that Mrs. Yao hasn't gotten up yet, so it's rare to put down some volume, and after shouting, the sweet girl waits quietly at the door.

A few minutes later, the courtyard door opened, and Mrs. Yao was dressed in dark blue cloth, her hair was curled in a bun behind her, and she looked like a person who was meticulous in her rules.

When he saw someone coming, he didn't say anything, but only took a step back and motioned for Mrs. Zhang to come in.

Mrs. Yao has few words and few expressions, in the words of later generations, she is cold, and to be more specific, she is a bit like the director of high school, serious and old-fashioned, and in the eyes of the villagers, it is eccentric. But Mrs. Yao has her own ability, and she has to be respected.

Entering the house and sitting down, Mrs. Zhang explained her intention and wanted to ask Mrs. Yao to help her look at her granddaughter's eight characters.

"I'll see."

Mrs. Zhang took out the folded paper from the small basket she was carrying and handed it over.

Mrs. Yao spread it out and read it again, and glanced at Mrs. Zhang, who nodded to confirm that there was nothing wrong.

Mrs. Yao put the paper on the table, and began to calculate while reading silently in her mouth, and after a while, the movements of her hands stopped, she seemed to think for a moment, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she counted again.

She frowned, and Mrs. Zhang, who had been paying attention to her expression, was nervous in her heart, could it be that her little granddaughter was not good and died early?

It's no wonder that she thinks so, it's really happening. Mrs. Zhang didn't see it in person, and she also heard it.

In the early years, there was a young couple with their children to count the eight characters, Mrs. Yao bluntly said that the child would not live to be more than a year old, and the husband and wife asked if there was a way to change their lives, and Mrs. Yao said no, only let them take care of them carefully on weekdays.

The husband and wife were trembling and cautious at first, but then the child grew to the full moon without illness and disaster, white and healthy, and whoever saw it had to praise him for raising it well. According to the local customs of Pingzhuang Town, as long as the child can be raised safely until the full moon, it is raised, which means that he can basically grow up safely.

The wife is a violent temper, and after the full moon wine, she began to preach everywhere that Mrs. Yao had no real skills and would only cheat money, and Mrs. Yao did not come forward to clarify, and everyone was a little more suspicious of Mrs. Yao during that time.

When the child was born half a year young, it was really gone. It is said that the wife is careless, put the child on the bed and go to the laundry and cooking, did not hear the cry and thought that he was asleep, but the child was somehow covered by the quilt and suffocated to death.

When Mrs. Zhang thought of this, she was even more flustered, and she didn't dare to disturb Mrs. Yao, so she had to continue to stare closely.

Mrs. Zhang felt that it had been a long time, but in fact, it was only a short moment, and Mrs. Yao spoke.

"Your granddaughter is a rare good life, and there will be great things in the future."

Sounds like a good thing, so why is Mrs. Yao frowning? Mrs. Zhang was worried about putting down half of it, waiting for the next "but".

"It's strange, it's strange, why did it fall into your third family? It stands to reason that all of them are reincarnated in rich and noble families..."

The second half of the sentence was not loud, as if she was muttering to herself, but Mrs. Zhang's ears were quite good and she heard it. Mrs. Zhang didn't understand at first, what's so strange about this? On second thought, this means that the third child of his family is not rich enough.

Mrs. Zhang... Mrs. Zhang, she didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Mrs. Yao didn't think about asking her to answer, and said with a slight frown, "If you can, please ask Sister Zhang to bring the child to me to take a look." ”

This girl's life is indeed good, it is estimated that there is great merit on her body, how rare such a person is, Yao Pozi is really curious and wants to see it with her own eyes.

Mrs. Yao looks like a cold person, in fact, she is very curious, the reason why she has not been exposed for so many years is because there are few things in the village that can interest her, and she has finally come across an interesting one for so many years, if she doesn't take a look, then she is so sorry for herself.

That's why there was this conversation on the full moon wine.

Ou Heshun is a long-distance bus driver, Ruan Yu is a teacher in the town's primary school, and the family's life in Pingzhuang Town is considered to be in the upper middle category.

In order to celebrate the full moon of my daughter, this banquet was very lively, eight hot dishes and two cold dishes, plus a plate of seasonal fruits, ten dishes are not out of line, but this dish has fish, shrimp, chicken, duck and soft-shelled turtle, which is really rare.

Suchuan Province is in the north, there are few lakes and rivers, fish and shrimp are rare things with high prices, and the economy of Pingzhuang Town is in the middle and lower reaches of the province, and many people in the town have never heard of what soft-shelled turtle is.

Coincidentally, Ou Heshun's master was the captain of their transport team, and the last task of the convoy was to transport a batch of aquatic products from the south to the capital. They have been doing this business for a few years, the boss is worried about the loss on the road, each time will add a few hundred catties, usually if it is delivered, there is still a dozen catties left, this time it is unusual, there are more than eighty catties left, the boss of the capital is also atmospheric, as before they are distributed to the transport team, meet Ou Heshun family full moon wine, the team of people discussed, each person divided a few, the remaining forty catties all to the banquet.

The people in the town can taste soft-shelled turtle in this year, and it can really be said that they are stained with the light of sweet girls.

Ou Heshun looked at everyone's curious eyes on the soft-shelled turtle, and his heart was a little sour.

As a long-distance bus driver, he has been to many places, the price of cheap sea fish on the beach to inland big cities can be dozens of times, he has not been unmoved in recent years, but the people around him have advised him that doing business is risky, and if he is not careful, he will lose his family, and the wages of the two of them are enough for the family to live a better life than most of the people in the town, so he stopped thinking.

However, now the daughter has been born. He hopes that his daughter can live her life in peace, but he can't bear to let her grow up like the people in the town who don't know what a soft-shelled turtle is.

He used to go to the malls in big cities, where things were new and beautiful, but the prices were shocking. The price of a piece of clothing is five or six times that of the ready-to-wear store in town, and a gadget can cost him a ride.

He might be ridiculed, he ...... He also wants his daughter to live a life where he can afford those things.

What parent in the world doesn't want to give their children a better life? He secretly made up his mind.