At this time, Craftsman Liu picked up the baby boy wrapped in swaddling clothes, and said as he walked, let the fortune teller calculate the eight characters for you, and then give you a nice name. Walking in front of the fortune teller, he suddenly heard the baby girl crying again, and Craftsman Liu turned a deaf ear and only cared about the baby boy. The fortune teller was silently reciting something there, and then asked Craftsman Liu to listen to the eight characters of the baby girl.

Because he stood still, the baby boy couldn't stop crying, and Craftsman Liu cared for him, patted him on the back gently, and then walked around the hall in a circle, not hearing clearly what the fortune teller said to the baby girl.

After counting the eight characters of the baby girl, the fortune teller emphatically said: The baby girl was 5 years old when there was a fire in the Spring Festival, you should pay attention. Craftsman Liu asked if there was a way to resolve it? The fortune teller said: Do more good deeds, or release life often to get the help of the gods and avoid disasters. Speaking of which, the fortune teller will ask for the price: this eight-character 5 taels of silver, give it first, and then count the baby's eight-character for you. Speaking of this, Craftsman Liu was a little resentful of him, and said secretly: No wonder you have to count the eight characters of the baby girl first? Because he was very concerned about the fortune of the baby boy, he said: Can it be cheaper, I will give you a total of 8 taels of silver.

No, I will take the five taels of silver first. The fortune teller spoke resolutely. Craftsman Liu was helpless, took the baby boy back to the bedroom and put it on the bed of Liu Daoying, who was in confinement, then opened the sealed cabinet and took out 10 taels of silver, and gave five taels to the fortune teller, saying that you can tell my son's fortune again!

The fortune teller put the money in his pocket, a satisfied smile on his face. Then he estimated the four pillars of the baby boy (that is, the eight characters) in his heart, and said very seriously: This baby boy was born a quarter of an hour late, right? If I'm wrong, I'm not sure.

Yes, it was a quarter of an hour late. As he said this, there was a crow of crows, and Craftsman Liu walked out of the gate in displeasure, looking up to see a black cloud-like crow hovering around the roof, flying in the direction of Zhuyuan.

When he returned to the hall, a sense of foreboding passed through his heart, but he tried to think as much as he could, expecting the fortune teller to speak auspicious words, preferably about his son's bright future. Craftsman Liu paid attention to the fortune teller's demeanor, he was so silent but serious in calculating.

After a while, the fortune teller frowned and did not speak for a long time. And it took more time than the time to extrapolate for the baby girl. Craftsman Liu couldn't help but want to ask, but before he could speak, the fortune teller said: I don't know how to do it, I usually count people according to the law of yin and yang and the five elements, and this is the case today, why can't this kid come out?

What does it mean to be unable to displace? Craftsman Liu asked a little anxiously.

The fortune teller did not answer directly, but took his huqin out of his satchel, wiped the strings, and said: Can I chant it to you?

Yes! Craftsman Liu watched him play the huqin while turning his cloudy eyes and sang:

The wind and dust rise in the sky, and the grass and trees sway the bamboo mountain god.

should have returned to the way of animals, but he came to reincarnate and change people.

The thunder and anger drive away the karma, and the evil fate has not been exhausted.

Yin Cao sent troops to exterminate it, and Qin Guang had an order.

The stage of life did not appear, and it was in vain to come and return.

The fortune teller had just finished singing, and a string on the huqin broke with a "boom", and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. I saw a row of cold sweat on the fortune teller's forehead, stood up, and was about to leave while feeling the crutches that had been put aside. Craftsman Liu asked: Why don't you leave without making it clear? He said, "I have already said in the lyrics, let me go, and I will not charge you a tael of silver."

The fortune teller thought that it was a bad omen for the huqin to break its strings. As he spoke, he had already left the door. The mournful cries of crows were still faintly heard in the bamboo garden.

Craftsman Liu didn't chase after him, but remembered last night's dream, hoping that it was not true, but he was very afraid. Sure enough, in the evening of the same day, the baby boy was covered in a fever and cried heartbreakingly. Craftsman Liu went to the outside of the mountain to invite Langzhong, and when he was already a child, the baby boy trembled, cramped, and couldn't cry. Lang Zhong desperately pinched his people and mountain roots, leaving red marks one after another, but to no avail.

Craftsman Liu and his wife watched their precious son slowly lose his breath, they tore each other's corpse and grabbed the ground, stomped their feet and beat their chests, crying and telling some sad words, what God was unfair to his family, I don't know how long I was looking forward to giving birth to a baby boy, but let him be crooked (that is, die)...... That night, the villagers outside the mountain also rushed to hear the news, found a few boards, nailed a wooden box, loaded the body of the baby boy into it, sealed the lid, and carried it to the back mountain to dig a pit and bury it hastily.

Having lost his son, Artisan Liu was not sad. He couldn't sleep all night, so he got up in the early hours of the morning and went out to walk around the hillside. The sun came out, and although it was shiny, it looked very ugly against his melancholy face.

The waist-length clumps of buds bloomed white flowers, and he felt that it was a sad color, which was lining his mood, and it was very annoying. He walked over and picked up a bouquet of white flowers and threw it in the grass, when he suddenly remembered something. By the way, I remembered the baby girl, the safe baby girl was also her own child, the wife had given birth to 6 girls before, and now the girl who should not have been born was born, which is redundant for this family; What is needed is a boy, why did the boy born disappear so short-lived?

He was puzzled, and even blamed the unlucky white flower that fell into his eyes. At this moment, the golden red sunlight seemed to paint his feelings red, and also painted the white flowers blooming all over the mountain. Suddenly he had a little joy, red, it was an auspicious color, he wanted to remember it, how to remember? He thought about it for a while, and finally thought that the baby girl in his family had not yet been named, so he asked the baby girl to be called red, what is red? He patted his huge head.

This white flower is dyed red by the golden sun, and it is in full swing, and the baby girl's name is Hongdi! He cried out, and out of the grass flew a little bird with wings that he could not name, and the notes melted into the empty valley.

There are 6 sisters on Hongdi, the eldest sister Qinglian and the second sister Lan Ping have all been married; The third sister Cuiying and the fourth sister Huang Qiong lived and studied together in the Xuxu outside the mountain; The fifth sister Lu Ya and the sixth sister Mucuna were born less than a year old and were given away for adoption. So now Craftsman Liu's family has added a red tea, and there are three more girls. Craftsman Liu doesn't like girls, and he doesn't take much care of Hongdi, but her mother Ma Daoying takes good care of her and loves her very much.

Ma Daoying is slender and long, the milk is insufficient, and the red is only half a year old, so he the milk, and feeds the rice noodles every day, which is made by grinding the rice from the stone mill. Although it is not nutritious, it also feeds the red tea to be white and fat. The strange thing is that she rarely gets sick until she is five years old, and she is born lively and cute, looking like an innocent child, just a little naughty of a boy, so that Hongdi has not been slapped by her mother, after crying, the tears have not been wiped dry, she still jumps with her friends, extremely childlike.