New love Shy: Has the president kissed enough?

Chapter 92 Within Three Years

"My name is Wang Yong. Please tell my wife that the child is still young, so she can remarry, as long as she treats her and the child well, and my parents, I can no longer be filial to them. I hope they take care of their health."

"My name is Guan Wei. Please help me convey to my fiancée that I love her very much, but please forget me in the future and live a good life."

"My name is Hu Caihong..."

Hearing the last words of so many people in turn, Ning Xiaoye was very touched.

After sending them off, Ning Xiaoye asked the curator to record the last words in the memo on the mobile phone, "Be sure to convey the last words to the family members tomorrow."

"Well, they will, but they seem to be more talkative than Qian Yi. You see, after you tell them, you are willing not to stay in the world."

"Genes are powerful, don't you look at the temper of Qian Yi's parents, can the child be a good baby?"

"The family members sent the body over again this afternoon. The body has been corrupted, so it should be cremated quickly. Her parents finally negotiated with the school."

When returning to the funeral parlor, Xiao Xu ran not far away and said, "Xiao Ye, there is an old lady looking for you. She has been waiting for you in the office for a long time."

old lady?

Ning Xiaoye wondered, could it be her mother-in-law?

But after thinking about it carefully, it's impossible. If my mother-in-law is looking for her, just call her.

There's no need to come here and wait for her in person.

"I'll go take a look."

When he arrived at the office, Ning Xiaoye saw an old lady in a blue shirt and black trousers sitting at her desk with a cane.

"Grandma, are you looking for me?"

"Exactly. I am Wang Qiuyue, your grandma's younger sister. I haven't seen your grandma for 20 years. I didn't expect that the last time we saw each other was a long time."

Ning Xiaoye once heard her grandmother talk about her, saying that she had been retreating in the mountains for many years and had no contact with outsiders.

"It turned out to be my aunt and grandma. My grandma has been dead for four years."

Ning Xiaoye was not at all curious about how her aunt and grandma found this place. After all, when she talked about this junior sister, she said something like this: She knows what others know, and she knows what others don't.

Grandma was born with a psychic, but this great-aunt actually acquired the ability to predict the future.

"Everyone is a passer-by. They come from nature and return to nature. Girl, I came out of the mountain this time for you."

"For me?" Ning Xiaoye didn't understand, "Grandma, what does this mean?"

"Your birthday was born at [-]:[-] am on the first day of October in the lunar calendar?"

"Yes."

"The first day of October is one of the three major ghost festivals in the world. You were born in the early morning, and you were born with evil spirits. The last time I saw your grandmother, she asked me to calculate your fate for you, because when you were born No, she was very worried about you. I told her at the time that you were ordered by the Buddha, and she told me to stop talking about it. Presumably your grandma never told you about it. "

Ning Xiaoye sat next to her, "Grandma, what is Buddha's destiny?"

"You are a person chosen by heaven, and you will enter Buddhism and become a monk in the future."

As soon as these words came out, Ning Xiaoye was struck by lightning, "What?! Auntie, I don't think this is possible. I like my current life very much. I can think about big and small things. It's not the kind of thing that will be difficult for a long time. My own person, and I am not the kind of philanthropic person, I have no reason to become a monk.”

Wang Qiuyue looked at her lovingly, "I'm talking about the future, not this moment."

"When is the future?"

"Within three years." Wang Qiuyue reached out to hold her hand, "Girl, you and your husband are not the same people who eat in the same pot. He is not the reincarnation of ordinary people, and he is not the same as you. Now you can feel Yes, it's just a passing cloud, a mirror image."

(End of this chapter)