Chapter 112: Street Fortune Telling

Shen Yang, who never liked to laugh in the past, is like being evil today, and he laughs silently from time to time, so frightened that the doctor in the hall trembles and doesn't dare to say more.

Renxin Pharmacy is located in a remote area, and there are not many people in the past, but somehow, there are unusually more people on this street today.

When the little man saw someone coming, he pretended to shout the advertising words she had prepared in advance.

"My mother wants to remarry my father and become a monk, the career marriage is very complicated, the poor know the future, and the poor road will answer for you!"

Although her advertising slogan is very confusing, her hard work still pays off.

These people are still eye-catching, or perhaps attracted by her shouting, they aimed at Hua Sheng's stall at a glance.

"This uncle, did you lose one of your chickens? I'll do the math for you and see who your chickens are dating. ”

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In the Renxin Pharmacy, Shen Yang looked out through the window, seeing that she was very busy and happy, and her face couldn't help but smile.

After a while, a small guy ran back from outside the store, and whispered to the side: "Master, everyone has been arranged, they are all uncles and aunts in the neighborhood, one by one, slowly, and the questions are all about the parents, I guarantee that I don't see any problems, are you satisfied with these?" ”

Shen Yang looked at the people who came from time to time outside the window and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing his appearance full of spring breeze, the little girl felt that there must be something wrong with him, in the past, he was not close to women, but now it seems that he has a habit of dragon yang.

Thinking of this, the little guy hurriedly retreated, for fear that if he stood for a moment longer, he would pay attention to himself.

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Inside the General's Palace.

Mo Yange still didn't see any trace of Hua Sheng until dusk, and wondered if he went to Pingle Hall to find An Ziqi again, thinking of the picture where the two were talking happily, he was a little unhappy in his heart.

He put down his scroll, got up, and walked out of the house.

A pair of figures left behind him muttered quietly, only to hear the woman laughing: "You lost again today!" Punish you to go to the backyard and pick the prettiest flower for me! ”

"Isn't the prettiest flower just in sight?"

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Mo Yange went to Pingle Hall alone, the music on the stage was exciting, and the audience was full of guests, and it seemed that the business was very good.

It's just that if I looked around, I couldn't find any trace of Hua Sheng.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, a woman's delicate and weak voice came from behind him: "Childe is here to find Sheng'er's sister?" ”

"Yes, she can be here?"

"It's there, but it's ......"

The woman hesitated, as if there was something unspeakable.

The man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said in a displeased voice: "But what? Where is she now? ”

"In the backyard...... Ziqi's brother's room...... Ay! Childe, you can't go in! ”

Seeing the man walking towards the backyard with angry eyes, the woman showed a smug smile on her face, turned her face and changed her face to a weak, pitiful and worried look, followed closely and stopped in front of the backyard door.

Seeing her like this, he was even more angry, thinking about what kind of unsightly things the lonely man and widow were doing in the room, so that the woman would stop her like this, so he said coldly and angrily: "Get out of the way!" ”

Pushed the blue basket into the backyard and went straight to the wing.

"Childe! Listen to the slave family, if you just rush in, if you see something bad, what should you do? Why don't you let the slave call her! ”