Ma Yongxia frowned, and wanted to deny it, but the words he said became: "Yes, I didn't just do this bad thing." When I was still arguing with her father, I pushed him to the ground and called the police half an hour later. At that time, not long after we got married, she thought I was a peerless good man, and she didn't doubt me at all. ”

"She has only one daughter at home, her mother has passed away a long time ago, and there is a breakfast shop at home, and I started the idea of selling a breakfast shop, so I didn't let her do it after her father died."

As soon as Ma Yongxia finished speaking, the woman on the screen couldn't cry.

"I'm going to call the police, you killed my dad! You're a murderer! ”

As soon as the woman shouted like this, Su Chenjin's assistant pushed his glasses and shook his phone: "I'm sorry, I've already called the police for you." He also committed the crime of intentional injury by drugging you. ”

After speaking, the assistant specially walked up to Ma Yongxia and patted Ma Yongxia's shoulder: "Although justice will be absent, it will never be late, how does it feel to be sanctioned by our aunt and grandmother?" ”

After saying this, the assistant turned his head and winked at Mianmian, trying to release his charm to make the cute little aunt and grandmother like him. Unbeknownst to him, his hand happened to be in the mouth of the little boy's fetus, causing the little girl fetus next to him to float up to him and puff at him.

Because the assistant's face was blocked, Mianmian didn't see the assistant blink at all. She suddenly felt a very itchy nose again, rubbed it and let out a big sneeze.

"Whew!" Bai Bai suddenly made a sound, reminding Mianmian to look at the window.

There was a man standing outside the window, the same reporter who had asked her where her parents were. Now the man was staring through the glass, staring at Mianmian.

Mianmian couldn't help but let out a big sneeze again, full of small question marks: Why is this person so strange? She sneezes when she looks at her, it's so uncomfortable.

As Mianmian thought this, the man turned around again and disappeared into the window.

There was no one by the window, and Mianmian looked ahead again.

Ma Yongxia was still muttering some words, all of which were his own doubts now: "Why would I say the truth?" Why? ”

But no matter how much he doubted, he could not know the answer, and because he was disqualified from interviewing, he was controlled by the bodyguards and waited for the police to arrive and take him away.

On the screen, Ma Yongxia's ex-wife thanked Mianmian: "Grandma, thank you for helping me, do I need to pay you for the fortune telling?" ”

Mianmian shook her head: "No, I helped you because we have such a fate, it's not that you want to find Mianmian for fortune telling." ”

"Also, can you name your baby? With a name and a mound of clothes, they can be reincarnated. ”

[Ahhh Is the truth about to be revealed? It's no longer a cliff jump and say you believe in science, right? ]

[It means that the live broadcast room has not been blocked, so it should be something that can be said!] Anyway, I suddenly want my aunt to tell my fortune! ]

[Me too, a person in blood kneels to open the fortune-telling function!] ]

After a while, the barrage was full of barrages begging for fortune telling.

At the scene, reporter No. 3 walked up to Mianmian and began to ask questions.

With Ma Yongxia in front, some careful people didn't dare to expose it, and asked relatively mild questions. I didn't even dare to say anything related to Xuanmen, for fear of being told fortunes suddenly.

Reporter No. 7 is like that.

He usually likes to dig up some black material about the other party when he interviews others, and the three questions on the original interview draft prepared this time are all similar to Ma Yongxia.

I don't dare to ask now, so I replaced it with something that is not easy to step on thunder, and I still stammered when I asked: "I, I see that you used a brush before going to a variety show, can you write calligraphy?" ”

Mianmian nodded: "Yes." ”

Reporter No. 7 asked again: "You, you...... That ......"

He stammered so much that he didn't know what to say.

Mianmian looked down at the trembling hands of reporter No. 7, and said in a milky voice: "You all seem to be afraid of Mianmian, why?" ”

Reporter No. 7 was apprehensive, and looked at Su Chenjin and didn't know how to answer.

was hesitating, Mianmian said, "Have you ever fallen a lot before?" ”

Reporter No. 7 thought that Mianmian was going to tell his fortune, his hands trembled even more, and he kept thinking about whether he had done anything more than digging black material before, and nodded tremblingly.

"You're going to see the doctor." Mianmian touched her little head and pointed out the location to reporter No. 7, "Look here, prick the needle." ”

Reporter No. 7 breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just a needle in the brain, it's just that I stole the family's money when I was a child and it was exposed, eh, wait? Want to get a needle in the brain?

"Grandma, that, me, what's wrong with my brain?"

Mianmian looked at the trembling hand of the No. 7 reporter again, and thought that her mother said that she should not make the patient feel scared when she saw a doctor, so she waved her little hand with a smile: "No problem, no problem, after seeing the doctor, after getting the needle, go home and eat everything you want to eat, be happy." ”

Reporter No. 7 was stunned, and tears flowed down.

"After seeing the doctor, go home and eat what you want to eat, and be happy, isn't that hopeless?"

Mianmian was stunned: "How could it not be saved?" ”

Patient No. 7 hung his head: "Because I'm going to die, I went home to eat something good, relax and wait for burial." I'm only 29 years old, why am I going to die? ”

The No. 7 press conference is like this, and it also comes from the jokes I saw on the Internet.

When the doctor says it's nothing, and when you go back and eat everything you want, it means that you have a terminal illness.

Mianmian didn't know this paragraph, blinked her eyes, and looked at the eldest nephew on the side for help: "Mom said that when you see a doctor, you should make the patient happy, which is conducive to the patient's recovery, why did I say let him eat delicious food, but he is not happy?" ”

Su Chenjin hooked her lips and rubbed her flustered little: "It's because he misunderstood, just say that he has something wrong." ”

Rubbing Su Chenjin's palm, Su Chenjin's palm was as warm as her father's, and it felt like her father was touching her head.

She shook her little feet in sneakers twice in a good mood, and said to reporter No. 7: "There is a little bruise in your head, so the fingers of your hands will tremble more than other fingers, this disease doesn't matter, it's very simple, just acupuncture." ”

Reporter No. 7 breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, ah, ah, so that's it, okay, okay, I'll go to the hospital!" ”

He didn't even ask any questions, turned around and left, thinking to himself that his aunt and grandmother were so good.

There were three journalists left.

After answering the questions, the person in charge of Bei Jin walked in front of Mianmian, cheered himself on, and asked the questions that netizens were concerned about: "Grandma, your fans ask you if you will hold a live lottery in the future and tell fortunes." ”

(End of chapter)