Yaxiang Street

The Baimuxiang store on Yaxiang Street is not small, covering more than 30 square meters. There is no counter inside. You can see a coffee table when you enter the door, which looks like a long-standing lywood coffee table.Behind the tea table, on the wall facing the gate, there is a shrine, on which is enshrined a ranking, which is the same as that enshrined by most villagers: "Five Fangs and Five Earth Dragon Gods".There are long-burning candles and incense burners in front of the shrine.The celadon oil lamp has a small flame at the end of the wick, and the candle is also thin. Two clusters of flames stand still, and three incense sticks are inserted in the ivory incense burner. The smoke is straight and does not flicker for a long time. The burning fire and the long-lasting smoke are like a painting - the Baimuxiang shop is dark and windless.

Although there is no counter, it does not mean that the store is clean or tidy.There are various kinds of incense sticks and incense pieces in the cabinets standing on both sides, as well as some incense powder and tower incense.The incense holders sold in general agarwood shops, but the incense cups or incense burners are not available here.Except for the three sticks of incense sticks in front of the shrine, there is no other incense in the shop.It is not common to use agarwood to worship gods, it is almost the only one.

When Wu Tingfang came in for the first time, he was not used to the brightness and smell here, as if he was forced into the past time, making people have to relax their vigilance.He's not used to this, and it's even drowsy after staying for a long time-he hasn't felt this way for some time.

Chen Ze called the baby to be born.Every time Wu Tingfang sat in front of the coffee table, Chen Ze would fetch agarwood tablets to make tea.The tea he brewed was not actually tea, but agarwood tablets, which were rumored to be ridiculously expensive.If he was holding Fengsheng, he would let Tingfang hold the baby.

Fengsheng is not picky at all, anyone can be hugged.Although she was born prematurely, she was not too small when she was born, weighing 4 catties and 8 taels.If it wasn't for the excessive maternal bleeding, she would not have been in such a bad state at the time.However, after her blood relatives gave up treatment and even put her to death, she survived completely unexpectedly.Ng Teng Fong thought that even if she survived, there might be something wrong: cerebral palsy or mental retardation, and he also frankly told the fortune teller who lacked common sense the possibility of this situation.The fortune teller poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile, "I named her Fengsheng."

Ting Fang then remembered his official job, and drank tea in silence.

Of course, the purpose of Tingfang's visit was not to drink tea, and his distrust of the fortune teller prompted him to go around to take a look almost every day after get off work.In order to avoid further questions from the family, he came here before going home.

Fengsheng is easy to take care of, she doesn't cry very much, she is not clingy, and she only defecates once a day-such a child is simply too rare.Therefore, Chen Ze did not run wild like Wu Tingfang imagined. He just bought a crib and placed it beside the coffee table.Sometimes when the court party came, he saw Chen Ze sitting on the stone bar outside the store with Fengsheng in his arms, and his guests were also sitting on the rattan chair beside him.

When Chen Ze's guests are there, the court usually doesn't go there.He got out of the car, leaned against the stone railing of the river for a while, and watched from a distance.Chen Ze walked over with Fengsheng in his arms after the guests left, and leaned against the stone railing together.

Spring is warm and cold.Although the longan trees beside the river have fallen leaves, they are still evergreen.The water in the river is green and smells of mud and dead leaves. These smells are mixed with the baby's milk, which makes Wu Tingfang feel a little uncomfortable.

This kind of uneasiness and mistrust arose at the same time: A few days ago, before the two cans of milk powder were used up, Chen Ze asked Ting Fang to help him buy milk powder and gave him five stacks of hundred-yuan bills.After seeing the money, Ting Fang started to have a headache, and told him euphemistically that if the money was used to buy milk powder, then three-fifths of the milk powder would expire before it was too late to open, and it was impossible to predict whether the baby would suddenly respond to some kind of milk powder. If you are allergic to milk powder, it is not advisable to accumulate a large amount of milk powder at one time.Chen Ze readily agreed and asked him to buy in batches. At the same time, he also troubled him about the baby's clothes and daily necessities because he didn't have a car. "

Ting Fang didn't say much, just took a stack silently, and asked Chen Ze to put away the rest.Chen Ze didn't say anything, and smiled at him again.

It's like the spring breeze is blowing on the face, but it makes people headache.

Mr. Chen, a fortune teller, has a surname of Chen and a first name of Ze. It is said that there is a character, which most people don't know, but Tinghua actually knows his character, which is called Faxian.Ting Fang felt that this word was like a monk's dharma name, such as Fa Hai.But he is definitely not a monk. Although he never talks about fortune-telling, he talks about his future when he asks about his future, about his fortune when he asks about his fortune, about his children when he asks about his children, and keeps silent when he asks about his life expectancy. Ask for birthday horoscopes.Contemporary intellectuals are euphemistically called the Master of Yi Xue, and the common people only call him a fortune teller.

At dinner that night, Tinghua talked about seeing his brother coming out of Baimuxiang's shop from a distance, and all the people watching TV and food at the dinner table focused on Tingfang.

Hui Min's expression was very strange: resigned to fate and calm.Ting Fang thought she had misunderstood, so he had to say: "I didn't go to the fortune teller. The fortune teller had a relative's child with him, and he asked me to buy milk powder for him."

"Why didn't I know you knew him?" Ting Hua became more and more confused, "Didn't you say that you don't know who he is?"

"I met Alian when she was hospitalized." Ting Fang said, looking at Hui Min again, she had already buried her head in her meal.

An'an was nine months old, every one month after birth, Huimin's fetus had grown to fourteen weeks, and there was no bleeding or abdominal pain.Recently, Ting Fang has a strange sense of peace, everything is fine, Hui Min will carry the child to full term, and then he will have a son like An An or a daughter like Feng Sheng.

She is destined for you.Tingfang remembered Chen Ze's words.

In the past two days, Huimin hasn't been lying down all the time. When the sun is shining, she will come out for a walk to bask in the sun.It's spring, the sun is getting darker and the days are getting longer, and it's not completely dark at six o'clock after dinner, so Hui Min says she wants to go out for a walk.

Hui Min and Ting Fang held hands and walked along the river to the south, Yaxiang Street was just ahead.The spring breeze is already a little warm, blowing towards the face with moisture. "

Hui Min walked slowly, and Ting Fang also walked slowly. She stopped outside Bai Muxiang's store and saw Chen Ze playing with Fengsheng on the stone bar at the door.

"I'm tired from walking." Hui Min said.

"Let's take a rest." Ting Fang hesitated, and said, only there are rattan chairs in front of Bai Muxiang shop.

Chen Ze greeted them with a smile, and Ting Fang helped Hui Min walk over and sit on the wicker chair.Hui Min looked at Feng Sheng, her eyes were open.

"So cute." Hui Min praised sincerely.

After a while, when the sky was getting dark, Hui Min suddenly asked Chen Ze: "Mr. Chen, can you help me and Ting Fang tell their fortunes?"

Chen Ze smiled and said, "My fee is very expensive."

"I brought money." Hui Min said.

Chen Ze looked at Ting Fang and said to Hui Min: "You can count, but I can't count Dr. Wu's."

"Why?"

"I can't count on him."

"Why?"

"Some people's lives are not counted."

Hui Min also looked at Ting Fang, she asked: "Are many people not sure?"

Chen Ze said: "There are some people."

Hui Min didn't mention her own fortune-telling anymore, she asked: "Mr. Chen, I heard that people who are really accurate in fortune-telling must be widowed, widowed, lonely, lonely, and disabled. So Mr. Chen's not getting married ?"

Ting Fang hinted at Hui Min with his eyes, but she didn't seem to see it.

Chen Ze said generously: "I am an orphan, but I have no intention of becoming a widower or an old man. Someone is willing to live with me, and I can't wish for it, but the fate has not yet come."

"Then Mr. Chen is inaccurate in fortune-telling?" Hui Min took out the birthday horoscope from his pocket and gave it to Chen Ze, "I just ask one thing, will I have any children in this life?"

Chen Ze took the piece of paper, looked at it for a while, returned the note to Hui Min, and said, "One son."

It got dark almost instantly, and Hui Min's face sank into the darkness. Ting Fang suddenly felt frightened. He looked at Hui Min's face that seemed to have made up his mind, and then at Chen Zetairan's expression. He didn't know he was angry until he found his face was slightly hot.

Anger out of fear, fear out of the unknown.

He stretched out his hand to pull Huimin, but her hand moved slightly to the side, and when he pulled it away, there was a calm and relieved smile on her face, which made Wu Tingfang's anger disappear suddenly, leaving only the fingers on his fingertips. trembling.

He finally held Hui Min's hand tightly, but it seemed to hold a wisp of air.

When he left, he accidentally glanced at Chen Ze.Chen Ze looked at him without smiling.The eyes behind the lens are like a mist, a pool of deep water.