No one can tell how magical he is, but many people come to him for fortune telling. His grocery store on the first floor of the street is very popular, and people meditate and talk outside every day. He sat in the room solemnly, looking out through the windowpane. He rarely speaks, but people outside respect him very much, the younger ones call him "Uncle Du", and the older ones call him "Old Du". In fact, his real name is Liu Mingdu, and many people have forgotten his name.

He was nearly fifty years old, chubby, limp on one leg, and walked on crutches. His small eyes always glowed peacefully. In fact, he doesn't have to take care of the shop, because his niece Xiaoling is a full-time clerk and sleeps in the store at night. Everyone knows that he treats Xiaoling as if he has come out, and all the income of the small shop is given to Xiaoling. As long as Xiaoling lives in this small shop in her life, she can live a very good life.

He's a man who has had a rough time. More than a decade ago, a lightning strike killed his family, including his wife and daughter, and he was in the hospital for a month. After recovering from his illness, he did not want to go to the factory to continue working as his accountant, but opened this small shop.

The outside world praised him or not. Some people call him Liu Banxian, some people call him Daxian directly, and some people say that he is a liar. He does not preach, does not discern, does not set up a stall, and only waits for customers in a small shop. He charges a high fortune-telling fee, ranging from one hundred to five hundred, depending on the situation. He always said to people who came to him for the first time: "I don't know fortune telling, and I don't know yin and yang gossip." I'm just predicting. The prediction may not be accurate, please think well, you can leave immediately, and find another Coats. ”

But the person who came didn't leave, insisted on asking him to "predict".

He had a few things that he "predicted" accurately, and they spread loudly:

The first is a teenager. This teenager is mindful of junior high school, is very playful, especially obsessed with computers, plays games all day long, and is reluctant to go to school. The academic performance fluctuated in the class, and later it became a long-term "wolf fight". The most serious one was when he skipped out of class during class, played games in an Internet café until it was dark, and even treated the inspectors sent by the school as beggars asking for food. The school wanted to expel him, but the parents begged hard, and finally got a punishment of staying in school for inspection. The parents found Liu Mingdu and sent a "prediction" fee of 500 to see if the student could be saved.

Liu Mingdu pinched the wrist of the student's mother, closed his eyes for a long time, opened his eyes, and slowly spit out a few words: "Your son can not only be admitted to a key high school in the city, but also be admitted to a graduate school in the future." The student's mother was almost frightened. asked Liu Mingdu again, but Liu Mingdu had already gotten up and went to the back room. The student's mother walked out in a panic, thinking to herself, her dear baby bump, she couldn't even go to junior high school, how could she dare to have such high hopes and be admitted to a key high school? There are tens of thousands of junior high school students in the city a year, and only one or two thousand can be admitted to key high schools, and their own children are not left behind the 10,000th, which is good!

Unexpectedly, after a few years, the naughty stinky boy who became famous not only went to the city's key high school, ranking more than 400 in the city, but also was admitted to university and graduate school. The student's mother was shocked, and she thanked Ling Tidi for coming to the door in person, bowing to Liu Mingdu, and giving a big gift. Who knows, Liu Mingdu is also desperate enough, without saying a word of gratitude to the student's mother, turned around and went into the back room, and asked Xiaoling to send all the gifts to the door, and then closed the door tightly and never saw any more guests.

The student's mother was once again in a state of sorrow.

The second thing is that his neighbor has a son who is clamoring all day long to go abroad. The family was not well-off, and he was reluctant to send his only son to a foreign country, so he resolutely refused. However, the more he made trouble, the more fierce he became, and he even went on a hunger strike to fight. The family had no choice but to agree, borrowed from east to west, and scraped together enough money for him. The boy's father went to Liu Mingdu's shop and nagged him while he was buying cigarettes. He shook his poor father's hand and shook his head slightly: "Don't worry, your son won't leave." The neighbors were shocked and did not believe him. However, three days later, the boy really changed his mind and never raised the matter of the state again.

Many people asked Liu Mingdu: Why can he "predict" so accurately? Liu Mingdu only shook his head and did not answer. But he has a principle, he doesn't make "predictions" about murders, crimes, lawsuits and disputes, and those who get involved with the police, etc., etc.

"I can't, I can't." He said.

His words are very profound, and some people are confused. However, those who understand ancient Chinese, or those with a high level of education, understand that the previous word "can" in his words means that he is not unable to "predict", but does not want to "predict". The latter word "can" is "not allowed", "cannot" and so on.

Although he is an accountant, he likes to read ancient books very much, so his speech is mixed and not popular enough.

Because of the small number of "predicted" projects, he also made less money, but he didn't care, and often said: "How much money is more, how much is less?" Again, it's like a tongue twister.

In the dead of night, he often sat alone, staring at the picture of his wife and only daughter on the table, and wept silently.

He said to Xiao Ling: "Ling'er, you just stay in this store!" After a year or two, save some money, and let's turn the store next to it into a supermarket. At that time, I didn't do anything. My factory also gives me some 'home rest money' every month, which is enough for me. Spend the money in the supermarket as you want! ”

Xiao Ling burst into tears, nodded straight, and said, "Uncle, I'll give you a pension for the elderly." ”

Liu Mingdu only shook his head and didn't say anything again.

Suddenly, a customer came to the store, about thirty years old, thin and smart, and Zhou was full of energy. In particular, those eyes, like a little yo-yo, rotated very flexibly. The skin is slightly dark, tightly tied, and there is no trace of fat. He bowed to Liu Mingdu first and shouted, "Master! Then, he took out five hundred yuan, put it on the table, and sat next to Liu Mingdu: "Master, I want to ask you to 'predict'." ”

Liu Mingdu looked at him for a long time, shook his head and said, "Sir, please put away the money, I can't give you a 'prediction'." ”

The visitor was shocked: "Why? ”

Liu Mingdu got up, walked through the small shop, pushed the back door, went out, and closed the door tightly. The back door actually leads directly to a two-bedroom room. Liu Mingdu lives in the East House, and Xiaoling lives in the West House.

Xiao Ling, who was sitting in front of the cash register, smiled: "Sir, please pick up the money and leave!" My uncle said that he can't give you a 'prediction', then spitting is a nail. ”

The person who came was inexplicable: "Why, why?" ”

Outside the closed back door, Liu Mingdu's voice suddenly came: "Because you are not here to 'predict', you are Ouyang Fan, a doctor of psychology from the University of the City." ”