Chapter 220 Asking for Destiny

The residence of Song Taoist is in the deepest part of the backyard, with carved beams and paintings, flowers and trees flourishing, and it is really royal. Ming Fei followed Xiao Ci into the courtyard with a yellow flower, walked to a wall, and thought that Gong Yuanhe said that this wall could be knocked over with only one cow, so he couldn't help but step forward and push it. Suddenly, someone whispered, "It's not this wall, it's the outermost wall on the south side." ”

Ming Fei followed the prestige, and saw Cui Min wearing a light yellow straight jacket, a stone blue silk silk tied around his waist, standing under the corridor with his back hand, and looking at himself with a shallow smile. Daoist Song was dressed in a moon-white crane, carrying a dust whisk in his hand, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, standing beside him flutteringly, and said with a smile: "What Master Cui said is that this wall, the poor road has not been pushed by ten little Taoist priests. ”

Ming Fei couldn't help laughing, first greeted Daoist Song Daoshi, and then saluted Cui Min: "Master Cui is blessed." ”

"It turns out that the Taoist and his cousin are old acquaintances." Cui Min glanced at Ming Fei and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for more than a year, and you have grown up to be a *human being." Since you are a relative, you don't have to see each other like this. ”

He had only seen her from afar when she went with Chen to mourn Wang, but he didn't expect that he could remember her and recognize her accurately, what kind of vision and memory was this? This is also a skill, at least not to offend people who should not be offended.

Cui Min has already started: "I live in Yuan's house, your cousin-in-law makes good tea, if your cousin has time, you might as well come to drink tea with your cousin-in-law." ”

Ming Fei responded with a smile, Cui Min resigned from Daoist Song and strode out of the courtyard.

Xiao Ci had already jumped up and grabbed Daoist Song's sleeve and said, "Master, you see, Wuyan's eyes are open when he sees money, and he sells us oranges at a high price. It is too much to accept two taels of silver from my friend, and you ask him to return the money to us. ”

Xue Yiqing was a little dizzy, wasn't it five dollars of silver?

Daoist Song had already pointed at Ming Fei with a smile: "Will she be willing to buy an orange for two taels of silver?" The old Taoist priest didn't believe it. Pointing at Xue Yiqing, "said that girl is about the same." ”

Xue Yiqing was not convinced: "Old Daoist, how do you know that I should be deceived?" ”

The word "deception" came out, and a Taoist boy with clear eyebrows standing next to Daoist Song couldn't help but cough lowly. Xiao Ci smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Sister Qing, it's still what you said." ”

Song Daoist Zhengse said: "Where did the girl come from, she dared to say that my created treasure view deceived people?" Is it impatient to live? Do you dare to defy the decree of the Son of Heaven? ”

Xue Yiqing was so frightened that she looked at Ming Fei for help: "Cousin-in-law, I didn't mean that." ”

Ming Fei smiled: "Don't be afraid, the old Taoist will scare you." He also said to Daoist Song, "Old Daoist, my cousin is timid, don't scare her." ”

Daoist Song laughed: "Come in." ”

Xue Yiqing's courage suddenly became bigger, and he wrinkled his nose coquettishly, "I love to deceive people and scare people." ”

After the greetings, Daoist Song received Ming Fei's eyes and looked at Xiao Ci: "The scenery in this view is not bad, Xiao Xiao, you take Miss Xue out for a swim, and by the way, I bother you to ask the kitchen to make some vegetarian food and send it up." ”

"Yes." Xiao Ci glanced at Ming Fei, and pulled Xue Yiqing with a smile, "There is a colorful hibiscus in the back that blooms very well, I'll take you to see it." ”

Xue Yiqing thought that Ming Fei and Daoist Song had something to say, so he obediently followed Xiao Ci and left.

Daoist Song looked at the padded Taoist robe and shoes and socks that Ming Fei had taken, twisted his white beard and said with a smile: "It seems that you are planning to fulfill your promise and send me to the end of my old age?" ”

Ming Fei said with a smile: "I never dare to forget the oath I made back then. It's just that I'm a daughter, and I can't help myself to move forward and backward, and I have a lot of negligence. If it weren't for the coincidence, the Taoist returned to Shuicheng Mansion to retire, I'm afraid I would have to break my promise. ”

Daoist Song smiled slightly: "In Beijing, your brother took care of the food and clothes sent by him at four o'clock and eight festivals according to your instructions. During his illness, he also searched for medicine for me, and he was a good man. ”

Speaking of Cai Guangting, Ming Fei was very proud and replied with a smile.

Daoist Song took a robe, draped it on himself, gestured a few times, and smiled mischievously: "It's very suitable, I didn't hurt you in vain." Since you are going to keep your promise, then remember that you must not make any less of the four seasons and eight seasons, and you will not be worse than what your brother gives. ”

The sunlight shined through the half-open window, turning his white beard into translucent gold, lining the childlike mischievous smile on his face and those wise eyes, Ming Fei's heart was hot, and he murmured, "Okay." ”

Daoist Song picked up another piece of chestnut cake she brought, ate half a bite and threw it aside: "It's not sweet, it's not sweet, your chestnut must be freshly laid, I tell you, you have to dry it for a few days first, and then use it to make pastries to be sweet." Punish you to do it again. ”

His unceremonious kindness made Ming Fei's heart feel warm, and she asked Daoist Song a word: "Old Daoist, can you really investigate numerology?" ”

A gleam flashed in Daoist Song's eyes: "Of course it's true." Otherwise, how do you think I got this Taoist temple? ”

Ming Fei was a little confused: "I always thought that things are man-made, as long as you work hard, even if you can't achieve the most desired goal, you can improve the situation of yourself and the people around you to the greatest extent and live a better life." But there are some things, no matter how hard you try, you can't change the intended outcome. "For example, my mother who has dreamed of thousands of times in my dreams can't go back, and my mother's ** ending is destined to be a desolate and lonely old age, but she can't do anything, and she can't change anything.

Daoist Song pondered for a moment and said, "What do you want to know?" ”

Ming Fei said: "I want to know what a person's numerology is. ”

Daoist Song said: "It's really strange, why do so many people ask me numerology today?" Could it be that the old Taoist priest is famous again? ”

Ming Fei thought of Cui Min's shallow smile before leaving, and her heart moved: "Then the life you calculated before, is it good?" ”

Daoist Song shook his head: "It's expensive, it's extremely expensive." ”

Ming Fei is a little distracted, is it Cui Jiji? In this era, how precious can a girl's life be? The answer is imminent.

Daoist Song urged her: "Eight characters." ”

Ming Fei gritted her teeth: "I don't know what year she was born, I only know that she belongs to a cow." ”

Daoist Song closed his eyes and said, "It's okay. ”

Ming Fei said the day of her mother's birth smoothly, holding her breath and nervously looking at Daoist Song's flying fingers, she didn't even dare to come out. People's psychology is very strange, when it is smooth sailing and full of self-confidence, there are few people who ask God, but when they are weak, they can't help but believe it, and they hold that ethereal as a spiritual pillar, which is indispensable.

Daoist Song finally stopped and looked at her compassionately: "This person is dead, the first half of his life is auspicious, the second half of his life is bumpy, he suddenly encounters a catastrophe, his family is ruined, and the evening scene is bleak......"

Mom is dead? Ming Fei's face suddenly turned pale, and he was in a trance, and he didn't even hear what Daoist Song said behind him.

Seeing her confused appearance, Daoist Song sighed secretly, and suddenly raised his voice and said: "But she is fateful, when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, she will meet nobles, not relatives, but she can rely on her old age, and in the end she will not leave alone." ”

Ming Fei barely suppressed the sadness in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Have you met a nobleman?" "Did you meet a kind nanny? Or have you met someone kind? I don't know if what Daoist Song said is true or not, but she would rather believe it is true.

Daoist Song was sure: "Yes." The old Taoist priest could not be mistaken. ”

Ming Fei lowered his head, secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised his face and smiled slightly, and said angrily: "Old Daoist, is the fortune you told me in the past true or false?" ... [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］