Madam, let's steam buns together

The fortune teller was originally sitting on the seat, and when he saw who was coming, he immediately got up and stood up, his eyes were full of unbelievable shock, and he looked cramped and panicked.

Because Zhang Huaruo had just left the mansion to pick up the person, Zhang Huaruo was now wearing a veiled bamboo hat, respectfully invited the person to the seat, and then turned his attention to the guilty fortune teller.

"Since you said that my horoscope and Yang Dabao are not compatible, we outsiders don't understand the Book of Changes, and we don't know how to arrange horoscopes, so we can only listen to the results of your calculations, but now that Master Ding Yuanzi is here, I want to hear from you. Let me tell you carefully, what is the difference between Yang Dabao and I's horoscope?"

Master Ding Yuanzi was nearly seventy years old, and he was a white-haired old man, but his body was not old. At this time, his eyes were clear and radiant, and he was sitting there looking at the fortune-teller, a disciple he had a vague impression of.

Facing Grandmaster Ding Yuanzi, the fortune teller's eyes dodged, and now he can only bite the bullet and insist on it, his brain is running fast, he speaks intermittently, and the words he speaks stutter, it sounds like he is not convincing.

According to his calculations, the final conclusion is: "...Yang Dabao has an extremely important Zishui in his horoscope. His Zishui has melted both Shenjin and Youjin. It was originally a sign of great luck. But Zhang Huaruo's horoscope happens to have noon fire, and this collision is fatal, there is no way to resolve it."

Zhang Huaruo smiled after hearing what the fortune teller said, a little surprised: "According to what you said, the five elements between me and him are indeed in conflict, but I still don't understand why there is a noon fire in my birthday horoscope." Is it? Although I don’t know much about it, I know something about it. I have fire in my life, but it’s not afternoon fire.”

Master Ding Yuanzi was present, and everyone turned their attention to him, wanting to hear what the master would say.

After listening to his disciple's calculation process, Master Ding Yuanzi was silent for a while, and under the expectant eyes of everyone, he spoke slowly, with a very loud and clear voice: "Most of what you said is correct, according to Yang Dabao's horoscope, it is indeed true. I am most afraid of encountering Wuhuo, let alone whether Zhang Huaruo's Huo is Wuhuo, you have overlooked an extremely important point, he has wood."

As expected, the master was indeed a master, and immediately found out what he had deliberately concealed.

"The two horoscopes are added together, and Zishui means that the south is running in the direction of the east, and the east is where the wood is flourishing. In spring, the wood is dewy, which is already a good sign. If it is paired with fire at this time, the wood It will not rot when exposed to water, it will only have more vitality."

Although he didn't quite understand what Grandmaster Ding Yuanzi said, Zhang's father vaguely felt that they were all good words. The expression on his face softened a lot, and he made a final verification to the master: "What the master said is that the five elements of these two children are not the same. Instead of conflicting, they complement each other?"

Master Ding Yuanzi nodded: "Yes, these two characters match, and they will be happy after marriage."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the fortune teller and asked in confusion, "How could you even get this wrong?"

The fortune teller bowed his head, and finally admitted his mistake: "It's because the disciple is not good at learning, so he missed a little bit."

Master Ding Yuanzi knew that he probably didn't really miss the push, shook his head in disappointment, got up to bid farewell to everyone, and took away this embarrassing fortune teller along the way.

Zhang's father didn't intend to embarrass the fortune teller, he gave Master Ding Yuanzi a face, he didn't make things difficult, and he agreed directly.

The matchmaker and Yang Dabao's aunt also felt a lot more pleased. Master Ding Yuanzi personally assured that even if the marriage was settled so firmly, it would go on smoothly and step by step according to the etiquette. What's wrong.

When the guest left, Zhang's father hurriedly pulled his son and whispered: "Ruoruo, when did you find out that there was something wrong with this fortune-teller? My father didn't find anything unusual about him. How did you notice it?"

Zhang Huaruo shook his head: "I didn't expect this fortune teller to come out like this beforehand, but I suddenly felt a little worried a few days ago, thinking that it would be better to let the respected master Ding Yuanzi look at the birth date for me and Yang Dabao , if there is any conflict, it is best to prepare a way to resolve it in advance."

Seeing Zhang's father's unbelieving expression, Zhang Huaruo was helpless, "I really didn't expect it in advance. If the master happened to come today, I don't know how the situation would develop."

Zhang's father still looked disbelieving and shook his head: "It's such a coincidence, this fortune teller is Master Ding Yuanzi's apprentice, you just found Master Ding Yuanzi, and today is such an important day. Alas, son I can’t help my father, I’m so careful, alas, now I’m doing things without telling my father.”

No matter how he explained, Zhang's father would not believe it. Zhang Huaruo didn't want to chat with Zhang's father anymore, so he walked away.

Zhang's father's resentful voice came from behind: "Oh, I don't even want to stay with Wei's father and talk. From now on, I will live alone in this empty compound, lonely and no one to talk to."

Zhang Huaruo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was defeated at the hands of his own father, who stopped and looked back at him: "Father, I recently cultivated a pot of Clivia whose flowering period is longer than before. It just bloomed this morning, and it is very bright. Do you want to come?" look

At first glance, if daddy likes it, he can take it and put it in his room. "

A light flashed in Zhang's father's eyes, and the gloom that had shrouded upstairs disappeared in an instant, and he ran over happily: "Okay, okay!"

As long as it is the flowers and trees planted by Zhang Huaruo, Zhang's father likes it, so naturally he will not miss this opportunity.

When Zhang Huaruo marries to Yang Dabao's house in the future, he will definitely not be able to come back to see him often, so he can only be company with these flowers and plants. When he thinks of such a picture, he can't help but want to sigh how time goes by so fast.

Back then, it was still a baby in its infancy, but now it has reached the age of marriage.

The young boy who held his hand tightly and said that he would always be by his side is now about to hand over to another person.

Ever since he knew that Zhang Huaruo had fallen in love with the big bun seller, Zhang's father had been conflicted these days. He was happy that his son had finally found a lover and could live the life he wanted, but he was also reluctant to live apart from Zhang Huaruo.

Protecting Zhang Huaruo from growing up safely was once Zhang Xieyi's motivation to support her life. Now that the child has grown up safely, it is time for the child to live the life he wants instead of being with him, a bad old man.

Zhang Huaruo looked at his father who was fascinated again, sighed helplessly, thought for a while, and said to Zhang's father: "Father, Dabao's home is in Chang'an City, which is only half a distance from our prime minister's residence. If I miss my father, I will come back naturally, and it's not like I can't see him all year round."

"What?" Zhang Xieyi returned to her senses, and vaguely heard what Zhang Huaruo was saying, but she didn't hear clearly.

Zhang Huaruo had no choice but to repeat: "I said, I will miss my father in the future, and I will come back. When the time comes, father should not close the door to see Hua Ruo, and treat Hua Ruo as water to be thrown out."

Hearing that Zhang Huaruo said that he would come back to see him often, Zhang Xie immediately beamed with joy: "How come! Even if you live outside, you are still my son Zhang Xieyi, who dares to block the door to prevent us from seeing each other? Take his arm off!"

Speaking of the emotional part, he rolled up his sleeves as if looking for someone to fight.

Zhang Huaruo hurriedly pressed his raised hand down, smoothing Zhang Xieyi's slightly wrinkled sleeves: "Daddy will always be Huaruo's good daddy, and Huaruo understands this in his heart."

Zhang Xieyi looked at Zhang Huaruo, who didn't look like her at all, but she was the closest and dearest relative. She suddenly sighed again, and said faintly: "It is said to raise children to guard against old age. You and Dabao are both male dolls. It can't be him marrying in, or he marrying in..."

Zhang Huaruo blinked and smiled: "When Dad resigns from office and moves out of the Prime Minister's Mansion and wants to live with us, Hua Ruo is absolutely welcome."

Zhang Xieyi waved her hand: "Farewell, farewell, I'm going to join in the fun as you young couple live. Even if your father and I resign from the office, I'm not a person who can be idle."

Zhang Huaruo spread his hands: "Look, even if Huaruo wants to support daddy, daddy is not willing to come."

It suddenly dawned on her that she had fallen into the pit set by her son, and Zhang Xieyi was defeated.

At the same time, Master Ding Yuanzi had led the fortune teller to a place far away from the prime minister's residence.

Master Ding Yuanzi looked at the fortune teller, but in the end he didn't delve into the meaning of the fortune teller's behavior, but couldn't hide his disappointment with him.

The fortune teller knew he was wrong, and kept silent all the time, as if he was letting Master Ding Yuanzi deal with him.

Master Ding Yuanzi sighed: "Your heart is not quiet enough."

The fortune teller replied: "In this troubled world, how can we be alone."

Master Ding Yuanzi took a deep look at him: "It is also a way to correct mistakes when you know your mistakes in time."

The fortune teller lowered his eyes: "I know I was wrong."

After seeing Master Ding Yuanzi off, the fortune teller turned his head to look at the location of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Standing at the intersection, he seemed to be able to see the Prime Minister's Mansion through the buildings that blocked his view.

Naturally, they couldn't find out what was wrong with him beforehand, because no one instructed him to do so, and everything was because of his own inner demon, the inner demon named jealousy.

In the next few days, the Zhang family and the Yang family exchanged betrothal gifts, and Yang Dabao's family was not considered wealthy, so Zhang Xieyi just let the two families go through the motions and give a small gift.

After exchanging betrothal gifts, since it was Zhang Huaruo who married into the Yang family, Yang Dabao's family sent an engagement certificate, and the Zhang family replied, this was an engagement.

Then just wait for the day of marriage to come.

It sounds simple, but in fact, there are a lot of preparations to be made during this period, and a lot of interpersonal relationships have to be managed up and down. Yang Dabao is so busy that he has no time to set up a stall.

It's just that no matter how busy Yang Dabao is, he still remembers to steam a basket of fresh vegetarian buns every morning and deliver them to the Prime Minister's Mansion himself.