The boss of fast time travel, she is a bug

Chapter 207 159. Set up a fortune-telling booth at the beginning (1)

At noon, the sun was so hot that people could not keep their eyes open. There were very few pedestrians on the street. Even the big man who had been hawking stopped.

However, on the street, a fortune-telling booth was firmly placed in the sun, not moving at all.

A little girl was sitting at a fortune-telling booth, working hard.

In front of it is a table and a stool, and a banner is hung on the left, which reads "Talk of God".

There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the table, as well as fortune-telling sticks, which are very complete.

The little girl wiped the sweat from her forehead from time to time, the sun was so hot that she couldn't open her eyes.

The people around me felt very distressed.

The lady running a noodle stall nearby couldn't stand it any longer and shouted, "Girl Wen, find a place to rest. The sun is too strong at this point and there are no customers."

The uncle who bought candied haws while resting at the noodle stall also persuaded, "Girl Wen, go and have a rest. Uncle will watch over for you. If there are guests, I will call you."

Wen Yatou was very helpless in her heart. She also wanted to go back and leave, but she couldn't.

Because this is the task assigned by the garbage system, every day, you must set up a stall in the market for nine hours.

From nine o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the afternoon, there must be no less than one minute.

And this Wen girl, without a doubt, is Xia Wen who traveled through time.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she was stunned when she saw the fortune-telling booth. What's the situation!
And such a weird request.

What Xia Wen didn't understand was why, in ancient times, a 15-year-old girl who had just reached the age of 60 would come out to make a living like a man in his [-]s or [-]s.

If it wasn't for the system's begging and coercion, it would definitely just let it go if you ask again.

How could he sit here sighing and be forced to open for business.

Xia Wen looked at the two well-meaning people, and replied helplessly, "Uncle Qian, Aunt Qin, it's okay, there may be guests in a while, I'll wait."

As soon as these words came out, the two didn't say anything more, they just lamented Xia Wen's poor life experience again.

"Wen girl is really pitiful. When it's time to talk about marriage, she has to take care of her younger siblings. No matter how many good families Wang Matchmaker introduces, they are all dragged down."

Aunt Qin wiped the table casually, then sat down, chatted softly with Uncle Qian, and looked sympathetically at the little girl basking in the sun.

Uncle Qian also sighed, "Yes."

The two of them can only say this, and they can't control the rest. Both of them are poor people in their families, otherwise, they will definitely help out.

At this time, Xia Wen who was sitting on the booth sighed helplessly again.

Why didn't she know that others were talking about her behind her back? Even after she traveled through time and learned about the original owner's life experience, she sighed.

The original owner was the elder sister of the family, with grandparents, father, mother, a seven-year-old brother and four-year-old sister.

The grandfather of the original owner was a fortune-teller, and he was well-known in the street market of Kangyun Street. Anyone who knew it should be honored as a living god.

Because old man Xia is very accurate in fortune-telling, whether it is a lost cow or lost money, as long as you ask old man Xia to do the math, you are guaranteed to find it.

As time passed, Mr. Xia became more famous and his business became better and better.

Father Xia, who had nothing to do and frequently failed the imperial examinations, finally gave up his so-called dream of becoming an official and began to learn fortune-telling from Mr. Xia.

After studying for a long time, I really learned some fur.

Therefore, in the area of ​​Kangyun Street, it also got a title, "Little Immortal."

Life at home is getting better and better.

However, who would have thought that the days just got better, and then disasters came.

Once, someone asked Mr. Xia for a fortune-telling, saying that the old man in the family was dying, and he wanted to find someone to celebrate, and let Mr. Xia count the days.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mr. Xia finished the calculation, he immediately rejected the matter, saying what he said was against the law of heaven, but he didn't say anything, and drove the whole family away.

If that's the only way, that's fine.

The key point is that the family was a member of Yuan Wai Lang. Three days later, the Chongxi failed, and the Yuan Wai Lang died instead.

This time, everyone put the blame on Mr. Xia, because they felt that if it wasn't for Mr. Xia, Chongxi would definitely succeed.

Both Mr. Xia and Father Xia are scholars, so it doesn't make sense to face a group of unreasonable people.

Both of them were beaten violently, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they couldn't even get off the ground.

What's even more frightening is that they beat up Mr. Xia and Father Xia. They beat him every time they saw him, and even overturned Mr. Xia's fortune-telling booth.

After being entangled like a thorn for half a year, old man Xia was pissed to death, and father Xia was seriously injured from the beating and died.

Grandma Xia suffered such a big blow, and she didn't recover from it all at once, so she followed suit.

For a moment, the entire Xia family suffered a devastating blow.

The officials who got the news came belatedly, punished the gang of unreasonable gangsters, and brought them to justice.

In such a large Xia family, there are only four mothers and children left, and a little lady, facing these three children, it is impossible to raise them up.

At that time, my younger sister was just one year old, and Mother Xia couldn't take care of her at all.

She usually goes out to pick up some odd jobs of mending clothes, and the original owner takes care of her at home, and lights up the lamp to embroider at night. In less than half a year, she is gone.

In the Xia family, only the original owner and his younger brother and sister are left to depend on each other.

Simply, there is also a house and a place to shelter from the rain, so that the three of them can live in the world.

The original owner originally planned to get married and leave some money to his younger siblings so that they can survive.

However, many families are poor families, and the betrothal gift given is only enough for the two people to spend for a year.

The original owner couldn't worry about his younger siblings, so he could only drag on like this.

As for herself, she looked for some work to earn money to support her family.

But the original owner, Xiao Liwei, was bullied and had no choice but to start a fortune-telling stall.

It is simply that she has been fascinated by it since she was a child, and she also knows some fortune-telling methods.

One hexagram a day, five copper coins per hexagram, is much easier and a little more expensive than washing and mending.

In this way, the serious business has stabilized.

On Kangyun Street, most of them are acquaintances setting up stalls, and they all know what happened to Xia Wen's family, and they also take care of the little girl more or less.

Sometimes, when there are no guests to tell fortunes, the neighbors in the neighborhood will spontaneously go to the little girl to do a fortune-telling, which can be regarded as helping.

In this way, the life of the original owner lasted for a year.

The accident happened at noon in the second year, when a rich man saw the little girl who set up a stall, and he had the idea of ​​molesting him, so he wanted to drag the little girl back to be his aunt.

But the little girl refused to obey, and in the end she angered the rich man. She slapped her on the back of the head and died.

The task this time is the wish of the little girl, hoping to maintain the fortune-telling booth and raise her younger siblings to grow up.

(End of this chapter)