Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

"Are you eight hundred years old?" Liu Huijuan asked the young man.

"I can see that you have a gloomy face. It seems that you have something on your mind that is difficult to resolve. Let's go to the roadside and talk. There are too many people here," the young fortune teller said to Liu Huijuan.

The two men came to the side of the road, at the entrance of an alley, where there were two stone benches, and they sat on them.

"Are you the head of the family, the female donor, or a county magistrate? I'm sorry for your disrespect," the young fortune teller said after looking at Liu Huijuan's face for a while.

"He's not a county magistrate, just a small director. However, his rank is the same as that of the county chief." Liu Huijuan was a little convinced now. She could tell the rank of the boss just by looking at his face without asking anything. This person was not simple.

"Three daughters and one son. The son is not many, but he is destined to be an official. Now he holds a gun. He is not simple," the young fortune teller said.

"Master, you are absolutely right." Liu Huijuan was immediately convinced. The master knew everything about the family's situation at a glance.

"Son or a lover? How many young people are trapped in love?" said the young fortune teller with a heavy sigh.

At this time, two young men came on the street, as if they were looking for something. One of them saw the young fortune teller and ran over. "Master, thank you so much. I would be finished without you," said one of the young men, kneeling on the ground and hugging the master's legs tightly.

"It's all fate. It's your destiny. It will be fine after it's over. Get up quickly. It's not good to do this on the street." The young fortune teller pulled the young man up.

"Master, this is our thanks to you." The young man handed an envelope to the fortune teller.

"No, I never accept money in my life. I am a real monk. I saved your life not for money." The fortune teller refused directly and threw the envelope of money over.

"Master, you must accept the money. If you don't, I will jump into the river and then return my life to you," said the young man.

"Master, please accept it. My brother only has this one son." Another young man also came up to persuade him.

"Personally, I cannot take the money. This is my principle. Well, seeing that you and your nephew are so sincere, I will give you another chance of wealth. I know there is a treasure from the Republic of China period, and I am planning to dig it up, and I need funds. Of course, I will only use a small part of the treasure to build the Taoist temple, and the rest will be divided among you according to your investment ratio. You have three hundred yuan? I will give you twenty large yellow croakers." The young fortune teller had to accept the money. He wrote their names and home addresses on the envelope and put it in a small bag on the side. Liu Huijuan glanced at the fortune teller's cloth bag, which was full of money and almost full.

The two young men left happily.

"Master, what happened to the treasure just now?" Liu Huijuan asked.

"Donor, this matter has nothing to do with you. Let's talk about your son. Let me see your right hand." The young fortune teller asked Liu Huijuan to stretch out her right hand.

"It's not easy to deal with. This woman has a boyfriend, and the relationship is pretty good. The boyfriend is also a cadre, not much worse than you, the boss. I suggest you take a long-term view on this matter," said the young fortune teller.

"I know he has a partner, but he's not that old. How high-ranking an official can he be?" Liu Huijuan didn't believe it.

"This is what your hand shows. You may not believe it, but never mind. We are not destined to meet again. See you later." The young fortune teller stood up and left.

Liu Huijuan was a little confused now. This place was not far from the post office, so she hurried back home. She knew that Lin Hua and He Yushui were quite familiar with each other and should know about her boyfriend's situation. She went straight to the Personnel Department of Dongcheng District Post Office without even putting down the food.

"Lao Lin, does that girl have a boyfriend?" Liu Huijuan asked.

"I told you yesterday that he has a girlfriend. She works at the Red Star Steel Mill and is very promising. She is the deputy director of the logistics department of the steel mill, at the deputy county level, and also the chief of the second supply and marketing section. Her cousin is the factory director Li Huaide, and the child's aunt is Wang Xiuqin from Hongxing Street. You must know Wang Xiuqin, right? Her husband, Mr. Qiao, is no worse than Minister Wang," said Lin Hua.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Liu Huijuan's heart was in turmoil. Now she could only see the young fortune teller again and ask two questions, one was her child's marriage, the other was the treasure.

"Did you give me a chance to speak? You just start making a fuss right away. Go back and tell Ding Yang that there are plenty of good girls. Don't bring trouble upon yourself," Lin Hua said.

"I know," Liu Huijuan replied and ran out of the post office. She then looked back and forth on the street but couldn't find the fortune teller. She returned home in disappointment around noon.

After lunch, Liu Huijuan put the cash of more than 1,000 yuan in her bag and went to the street again. After two turns, she finally found the fortune teller in an alley. When she found him, she saw several women talking happily and laughing. It seemed that they came to thank the fortune teller again, Liu Huijuan thought.

"Master, I'm sorry, I wronged you, you are so right," Liu Huijuan came up and apologized.

"It's not my fault. Your son's problem is indeed difficult to deal with. It's beyond human power. Let him be sad for a while, and then he can find someone else. I have other things to do." The young fortune teller wanted to leave after saying this.

"Master, there is one more thing, about the treasure, can you tell me about it?" Liu Huijuan asked.

"This is my fault. I shouldn't have let you hear it. It happened during the Republic of China period. At that time, there was a warlord named Han in Shandong. He was not good at fighting, but he was good at escaping and making money even faster. He got a large amount of gold and silver treasures in Shandong and hid them in a place. At that time, I was working for him in my previous life. Although he silenced everyone, I didn't expect that I would be reincarnated here again. He didn't have a good end either. After hiding the treasure, he was shot for his failure to fight the Japanese, so no one has touched the treasure ever since." The young fortune teller finished the story.

"Why do we need to raise funds?" Liu Huijuan asked again.

"Because the money is hidden in a cave on the mountain, don't we have to hire people to dig it out? What if the villagers become suspicious? We can only pay money to buy the mountain in the name of the Taoist temple, and then wait until the villagers have dug almost all the money, and then we can dig it ourselves. We also have to transport it down from the mountain. They are all real gold and silver. What if people become greedy? So we have to spend two mules and transport it ourselves. Fortunately, all the money needed has been raised," said the young fortune teller.

"Master, if I invest 300 yuan, will you really give me 20 gold bars? How much are these gold bars worth?" Liu Huijuan asked again.

"I was the one who put the things there. I know exactly how many there are. Twenty is a conservative number, there could be more. It's probably worth about 30,000 Yuan. I'm a monk and I have no use for the money, so it's best to take from the people and give it back to the people." After saying this, the young fortune teller wanted to leave, but was stopped by Liu Huijuan again.

"Master, I want to invest," Liu Huijuan said a little embarrassedly.

"The fundraising is completed. They just gave the money. Now it's enough. I'm going to Shandong now," said the fortune teller, lifting the small cloth bag beside him.