The richest man reborn

It is even more unconvincing for an 11-year-old child.

You can't tell the third aunt directly that you are reborn, knowing that the third uncle can't get the money this time, and you still suffer from the boss outside, right?

Who would believe such a thing, and maybe the third aunt would think that she was crazy because of being too sad.

Sighing in his heart, Ji Tao thought, is there any way to make third uncle go to Heilongjiang?

☆, think of a way

When Ji Tao returned home with the pressed noodles, he found that his brother was already at home.

"Are you going to make noodles?" Looking at the noodles in Ji Tao's hand, Ji Song said.

Glancing at Ji Song, Ji Tao said rather bluntly: "Otherwise, wait for you, Dad and I will starve to death."

Ji Song couldn't help being a little embarrassed when he heard the words: "Well, I forgot that I have to cook at noon."

"Come on, you." Putting the noodles on the table inside the house, Ji Tao said, "Let me make it."

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Ji Song hurriedly said, "Didn't I promise my dad yesterday, or else he'll be quarreling with me again when he comes home."

Ji Tao took a look at him, leaned against the chopping board and said, "You know how to make noodles."

"Uh..." Ji Song froze suddenly, he really couldn't, but...

"You can't either." Scratching his head, Ji Song said, "Why don't I ask my third aunt to see how noodles are made."

"No need, I will do it, as for you..." Ji Tao said, taking out the beans in the cupboard, "Choose this one, it should work."

"This time." Ji Song nodded, and then took the beans from Ji Tao's hand.

Ji Tao went out to catch the fire, casually took out the excess coal slag from the bottom of the coal stove, so that the fire could start up faster, and then washed the frying pan with clean water.

When I got back to the house, I saw that Ji Song's beans hadn't been selected yet, so I found a square stool and sat down to help.

"By the way, brother, don't we also have a noodle making machine, why do you still go to other people's house to make noodles?" Ji Song asked while choosing beans.

"Oh, I won't pressure you, go ask my third aunt for help." Ji Tao said without raising his head as he picked the beans.

After choosing the beans, Ji Tao scooped some water into the basin containing the beans and washed them.

Then put the freshly cleaned frying pan on the coal stove, because the fire was already on at this time because of the fire in advance.

Add a little oil to the pot, cut some chopped green onions and put them in it. When the oil is hot and the smell of chopped green onions comes out, put the washed beans into the pot.

Because there was very little oil and there was water on the beans, there was a sizzling sound in the pot. After frying for a few times, Ji Tao was about to put some salt, but found that the salt bag was empty.

"Brother, the salt is gone, go to the consignment store and buy a bag of salt." Ji Tao shouted to Ji Song who was in the room.

"No salt?" Hearing Ji Tao's words, Ji Song came out of the house immediately, "I have no money, how can I buy it?"

"Isn't there still a dollar under my pillow, just use that one to buy it." Ji Tao said without raising his head while frying the beans in the pot.

"Oh." Ji Song nodded when he heard the words, and went to the house to get the money.

"You hurry up."

As a result, Ji Song went away for several minutes and didn't come back. Ji Tao had no choice but to turn off the fire first, otherwise the food would not taste good when it was cooked.

After waiting for another minute, Ji Song arrived late.

"Didn't I tell you to hurry up." Looking at Ji Song, Ji Tao said angrily, "Where are you buying salt?"

"There's no one here, I borrowed it from my third aunt's house." Ji Song said and handed Ji Tao a small half bag of salt.

"No one here?" Ji Tao asked with some doubts after taking the salt and putting some in the dish.

Because their village is small, there is only one consignment store in the village, so it is rare for there to be no one there.

"Yeah." Ji Song nodded, "People in the village said that Aunt Liang went to burn incense, and everyone else went to see relatives. It seems that Uncle Liang's niece's daughter is nine years old."

It's time to burn incense, Ji Tao was taken aback, it turned out that today is the fifteenth day of the sixth lunar month.

Most of the women in their village would go to the temple in Zhangzhai to burn incense during the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year.

As for what is enshrined in that temple, Ji Tao is not too clear, it seems that his third aunt has mentioned it several times, saying that it is three old women, but he is not sure which three old women he refers to. .

Anyway, his third aunt is also a... member who goes to burn incense every first and fifteenth day of the new year.

Ji Tao paused while cooking: "I seem to have figured out a way."

"Brother, what did you say just now?" Asked Ji Song who heard Ji Tao's voice but couldn't hear what he said.

"It's nothing." Ji Tao said that the dishes have been cooked, he picked up the frying pan, added some water to the flat pan he usually uses for cooking, and sat on the coal stove, ready to cook the noodles later.

When the noodles were almost cooked, Ji Tao asked Ji Song to fill a larger basin with cold water.

In summer, the noodles that have been in cold water are more refreshing, and Ji Tao has had cold water twice, and his stomach is cold after eating.

When it was ready, Ji Song and Ji Tao each ate a large bowl.

"Brother, your cooking tastes better than our dad's." Ji Song grinned as he wiped his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Ji Tao murmured in a low voice.

In fact, he used to cook well, and mostly ate out, but later, Chen Mingcai specially learned the cooking skills.

Chen Ming especially likes to eat noodles, so he put a lot of effort into making noodles.

Thinking of Chen Ming, Ji Tao touched his chest, it was still very uncomfortable here.

"Brother?" Seeing his younger brother touching his chest in silence, Ji Song called out. He always felt that his expression was good just now... He couldn't describe it well, but he felt that his mood suddenly seemed to be not very good. good look.

"I cooked the rice, you can clean the bowl." After realizing it, Ji Tao said.

"Medium." Ji Song nodded.

"There are still some noodles in the pot. You can put them in bowls and put them in the cupboard for him to eat when Dad comes. Also, let me do all the meals in the future. You wash the dishes and sweep the floor." Go back to bed and lie down.

Taking the pillow at the head of the bed, Ji Tao lay down on it, and began to think about how to implement the idea he had just thought of.

His third aunt believed in grandma, and would go to burn incense on the first and fifteenth day of each month. If she ever forgot, she would definitely set up a jar at home and buy a few fruits to make up for it.

The Zhangzhai Temple Fair every year will definitely give the old lady a fire whip, and sometimes some incense money will be given in if the money is ample.

And Ji Tao was going to start from this aspect. What he thought was that she wouldn't listen to what he said, but what if it was the grandmother who gave her instructions.

With her almost trustworthy attitude towards the old lady, she should listen.

It's just that this matter seems to be quite simple, but it is more difficult to implement it.

First of all, how can I get my grandma to give her a hint?

Do you dream?

Ji Tao said that he doesn't have that great ability, although he can be regarded as a ghost to some extent (he came back to life after dying.), but he really doesn't give people dreams.

But apart from this, what method should be used to make the third aunt feel the "God's will"?

Thinking of the emergency, Ji Tao kept rolling around on the bed with his pillow in his arms, what method should he use?

Well, he also knows that his behavior is very naive, after all, no matter how immature the appearance is, the core is an old man in his [-]s or [-]s.

But he was really anxious. After all, if he couldn't think of a way, the third uncle would leave the day after tomorrow. He couldn't bear the heart of that honest and honest man going to that place to suffer.

Although there was nothing wrong with my body in my previous life, at most it was a waste of a few months of effort, but I can survive a dead person, who knows if there will be any changes in this life.

What if... what happened to Li Min was transferred to Third Uncle?

So, no matter what, Ji Tao didn't want his third uncle to go to Heilongjiang.

correct!

Ji Tao, who was rolling around on the bed, sat up suddenly. He suddenly remembered that the third aunt seemed to have mentioned to him that there was a person in the temple who burned incense very accurately.

This incense burning is not the same as the incense that his third aunt burns on the first and fifteenth day of each month, but it is similar to fortune telling, that is, to light a handful of incense in the incense burner in front of the grandmother, and then the person can be seen burning incense in the incense. What has happened to your person recently, good or bad.

What is even more miraculous is that not only the incense burner himself, but also the "fate" of his family members can be calculated.

It sounds absurd, right, but it is groundless for Ji Tao to say it, and the fortune-telling is not yet credible. At least the fortune-teller will ask you to draw a lottery, ask your birth date, or See what your hands look like.

It turns out that this is just to let you burn incense in front of the old lady, and then you can see your "fate". It sounds like a magic stick, but... But Geng Li firmly believes in this.

It is said that several of her daughters got married later, and she went to burn incense when they were pregnant, and they seemed to be quite accurate.

Now is it possible to start from this aspect? If the third aunt can be allowed to burn incense, and the person who burns the incense will say that it is not easy for the third uncle to go to Heilongjiang this time, otherwise there will be bad consequences. In all likelihood, the third aunt I will never let my third uncle go to Heilongjiang again.

But now there are two problems, one is how to make the incense burner say what he wants to say, and the other is the most important point, that is whether the incense burner is in the temple now.

I remember that when my third aunt mentioned it in my previous life, it was several years later, so Ji Tao couldn't be sure whether the incense burner had always been there or would only appear in a few years.

Fortunately, the former one said that he is confident that there is nothing in this world that cannot be bought. As long as he finds a way to get some money, he can let others say what he wants to say, but if the person burning incense has not appeared yet, then Everything is blind.

So the most important thing now is to find out whether the incense burner is there or not, but it's a matter of money...

When it comes to money, Ji Tao remembers that he was very frugal when he was young. Before his mother left, he was kind to him and often gave him some pocket money. Although the amount was small, most of them were ten or twenty cents.

But he seldom knows how to spend, and most of them are saved. In addition, his parents will give him some lucky money during the Chinese New Year.

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Thinking about it, Ji Tao began to rummage around the place he could think of to put money in the house, and finally found a lot of... dime notes and a few pieces of change worth one dollar under the cardboard under the mat.

Ji Tao checked it out, and found that it was 21 yuan and [-] cents in total.

To be honest, Ji Tao really didn't expect that he could save so much money when he was young. You must know that most of the pocket money given by parents at that time was ten cents or twenty cents, and it was rarely fifty cents.

Including the five yuan Ji Tao 'earned' from Wang Yan the day he was reborn yesterday, the total is 26 yuan and [-] cents.

Perhaps this money was nothing in 14, but it is already a lot when prices are still very low.

This is what his father earned from selling vegetables for a day. He thought, with this money and the eloquence he had acquired in business, he would be able to convince the incense burner. Of course, the premise is that there is such a person.

The money is settled, and the next step is to confirm whether the person who burned the incense is in the temple now.

As for how to confirm, Ji Tao decided to use the most direct method, that is to go to the temple in person.

In order to store money conveniently, Ji Tao also found a pair of shorts with pockets from his clothes and put them on.

"Where did you go?" Ji Song asked after seeing Ji Tao go out after washing the dishes.

"I have something to do." Ji Tao found a random excuse to prevaricate, and went out.

It was not yet one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was the hottest time of the day, so there were very few pedestrians on the street, and most of them were blowing electric fans at home, or looking for a cool place with many trees to enjoy the coolness.

Feeling that his skin was very hot from the sun, Ji Tao regretted that he didn't bring an umbrella out, at least it could protect him from the sun.

Walking to the east of the village, Ji Tao saw Wang Yan who had made him five yuan. Only then did he remember that his family lived in the east of the village.

Out of politeness, Ji Tao smiled and said hello: "Uncle Yan."

Wang Yan obviously also saw Ji Tao, and nodded with a smile: "Boy of Ji Yuan's family, where are you going in such a hot day?"

"I have something to do in Zhangzhai." He answered Wang Yan's question, but Ji Tao's attention was all attracted by the child standing beside him.

It is said that the child is not young anymore, he should be a year or two older than himself, and his height is more than [-] meters, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, very square, fair skin, and the clothes he wears are compared to those in the village. The other children are much better, and the style is also much better. They should be children from rich families.

But what attracts Ji Tao is not how good-looking he is, nor how valuable his clothes are. After all, Ji Tao can be regarded as a reborn person, and the second half of his previous life was considered rich, and he has not little knowledge.

The reason why he noticed the child was because the light on his body was yellow, the same color as when he saw Wang Yan for the first time.

But the color and brightness of the light are more than one level higher than those on Wang Yan back then.

Ji Tao's eyes were so dark and so bright that he could barely open his eyes.

The author has something to say: Burning incense is very mysterious, it is published in our temple~~ and it is really spiritual. When I was pregnant with my son for less than two months, my mother went to burn incense for me. My mother said that when she didn't say anything at first, the incense burner said that our family was very happy this year, saying that we would have more grandchildren (referring to my mother)

In the end, he was born as a son~~ Quite accurate~

☆, method failed

If it is really as I think, the yellow light represents "money", does it mean that the benefits I can receive from this boy are great, great, great?

Staring at that boy, Ji Tao thought to himself.

Probably aware of Ji Tao's gaze, the boy turned his head to look at Ji Tao with a haughty expression.

"Then Uncle Yan, I'm leaving first." After talking to Wang Yan, Ji Tao walked towards Zhangzhai.

Although he really wants to know what happened to the yellow light on that boy's body and who he is, but compared to him, the matter of third uncle is more important now.

The temple was actually not far away, it was right next to his primary school, because Ji Tao's village was very small, so there was no school built, but a school in Zhangzhai, less than a mile away from Ji Village.

But even though it is very close, when Ji Tao walked into the temple, he still felt that the sun was not good enough. Although he used to run back and forth twice a day when he was in elementary school, it must have been many years ago. Fortunately, he has been reborn After several days, Ji Tao got used to the days without air-conditioning a little bit, so Ji Tao didn't feel too uncomfortable to bear or anything.

Along the way, Ji Tao also met many people, and some people asked him where he was going, but he prevaricated them casually.

Probably because it was too hot at noon, there were not too many people in the temple, but there were still people in twos and threes burning incense in front of the old milk statue, and occasionally there were firecrackers.

At this time, the temple has not been renovated or expanded, and the entire temple is only half an acre in size, so it is easy to walk around.

After looking at it, most of the people in the temple were middle-aged women, and coincidentally, there were no people from the village among these people, or there were but he didn't know them, which saved him a lot of explanation.

Otherwise, when someone asked him what a child was doing in the temple in such a hot day, he really couldn't explain it, but he didn't see from anyone that he had the potential to "burn incense".

Since you can't find it with your eyes, you can only use your mouth.

Finding the kindest-looking middle-aged aunt among the crowd in front of him, Ji Tao stepped forward and said politely: "Auntie, can I ask you something?"

The middle-aged woman who was burning incense turned her head when she heard the words, and saw that the person talking to her was a very good-looking child.

Most people are visual animals, and to a clear-looking little boy, the middle-aged woman spoke very kindly: "What's the matter, just ask."

"I just want to ask, is there a burning incense here, and burning incense is sure."

"Yes." The middle-aged woman kept nodding, "The old lady here is very smart, you can tell her anything you want."

"I didn't mean that, I meant..." Ji Tao organized the words, "Didn't you say that someone here burns incense very accurately, just like fortune-telling, you can calculate what happened recently from burning incense?"

"Huh?" The woman was obviously confused about Ji Tao's question, "There is no fortune teller here."

"Ah, got it, thank you, aunt." After saying that with a smile, Ji Tao turned around with a look of disappointment, it seems that the incense burner is not here yet.

However, it is also possible that this person did not know. With such a small hope, Ji Tao asked several people in succession, but the answer was the same.

Sighing in his heart, Ji Tao thought to himself, it seems that he has to find another way.

When he reached the gate of the temple, Ji Tao stood there for a while, and finally decided to buy a stick of incense and a fire whip.

Walking into the temple, he lit the incense on the fire dedicated to burning incense in front of the old milk statue, and then inserted it into the incense burner. Ji Tao kowtowed three times to the old milk statue, silently praying in his heart that he would succeed After preventing the third uncle from going to Heilongjiang, and then finding someone to help him light the fire whip, Ji Tao left.

In fact, he didn't believe in these ghosts and gods in his previous life, but he can be reborn after death, so maybe the gods really exist.

Now that you are here, you can spend money for peace of mind. It is not too expensive anyway. Besides, the third aunt is a believer of the old lady here. If the gods really exist, maybe they can also bless the third aunt's family.

Walking to Jizhuang, when passing by Wang Yan's house, Ji Tao once again saw the golden boy he saw when he came, but this time he didn't stand at the door, but in the aisle of Wang Yan's house under.

And because this is the second time seeing him, the light on his body has disappeared, and Ji Tao can see his appearance more clearly.

He has a round face, big and beautiful eyes, although his eyes don't have double eyelids like his own, but they are very energetic, and his eyebrows are also very thick, unlike his own eyebrows, which have inherited the looseness of his father.

It can be said that Ji Tao's eyebrows are the only flaw on his face. In fact, his eyebrows are pretty good-looking, but they are too thin. If his eyebrows can be more, the beauty of his face can definitely be improved by one person. grade.

But this man...

Seeing him twice, once standing with Wang Yan, and once at Wang Yan's house, Ji Tao was thoughtful... Could he be the son of Wang Yan's family?

But it's not right, he remembered that Wang Yan had two sons, one was one year older than himself, and was his elementary school classmate, but this one in front of him was obviously not.

And the other is several years younger than himself, so it shouldn't be either.

Since it is not a son, is it a relative?

Thinking about the boy in his heart, Ji Tao arrived home soon.

Looking at the car used by Ji Yuan to sell vegetables in the yard, Ji Tao knew that his father had returned from selling vegetables. To his surprise, that boy Ji Song didn't run around today, and stayed at home obediently watching TV .

"Xiao Tao, where are you from?" Ji Yuan, who was pulling noodles into his mouth, saw his youngest son come back, and asked.

"I didn't go anywhere, just wandered around." While answering Ji Yuan's question, Ji Tao took the washbasin to scoop up water.

It was really hot to run two times in a row on a hot day.

After washing his face with cold water and taking a few more sips, Ji Tao felt that the heat dissipated a bit.

Kicking off the shoes on his feet, Ji Tao lay down on the mat.

"Xiao Tao, when will you know how to cook? The noodles are delicious." After eating the noodles, Ji Yuan asked Ji Tao who was lying on the bed as soon as he came back.

"I see you do it with..., and learn by yourself." Ji Tao replied casually.

Ji Yuan is very proud of his son for being able to make such delicious food just by following the instructions.

Although the woman betrayed her and ran away with others, her two sons became more sensible in an instant. Needless to say, Ji Tao can cook at such a young age, and even the eldest child has been honest these two days. few.

When he just came back, he took the initiative to serve him cold water and rice.

After eating the noodles and cleaning the bowls and pots, Ji Yuan sat down on the bed contentedly and rested, while Ji Song continued to watch his TV.

But Ji Tao, who was lying on another bed, couldn't calm down anymore.

The method of starting from the third aunt's belief is no longer effective, and now he needs to think of a new method, but the method cannot be thought of in a short while.

Hey, with a sigh, Ji Tao thought, after all, his body is too young. If it was a little bigger, maybe the third aunt would listen to his persuasion.

Hey, lying on the bed and burying his head in the pillow, Ji Tao continued to sigh, if only he could dream or hypnotize himself.

☆、Fortune-telling woman

Sitting in front of the door frame, leaning against the door, Ji Tao held the primary school textbook in his hand but couldn't read it at all.

The third uncle is going to Heilongjiang tomorrow, but he can't think of a way.

Looking outside boredly, Ji Tao thought to himself, should he directly think of a way to make third uncle dizzy tomorrow so that he can't get in the car?

Forget it, stood up and put the book in the room, Ji Tao still decided to go to the third aunt to read it first.

After locking the door of the main room and taking the key, Ji Tao went out.

When he walked to the corner of the alley, Ji Tao saw a middle-aged woman with a very raw face, and to his surprise, the white light on her body was actually deeper than that of anyone he had ever seen.

And she was holding a bamboo tube in her hand, and there were many bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube, and she was still chanting words.

This...why is it so like a fortune teller?

correct!Ji Tao was overjoyed, he couldn't find a burner, he could find a fortune teller.

Regarding fortune-telling, although the third aunt did not have much trust in burning incense, she still believed in it more or less.

This can be regarded as breaking through the iron shoes and finding nowhere to come without any effort?

It seems that this description of the artistic conception is wrong.

Forget it, anyway, it's a way to deliver it to your door.

Thinking of this, Ji Tao walked towards the middle-aged woman with a smile on his face.

"Excuse me, are you a fortune teller?" Ji Tao asked with a smile when he walked up to the woman.

"Hey." Probably because the other party was a child, the woman's tone was very perfunctory.

Seemingly still a local, Ji Tao's smile deepened: "Then can you do the math for me?"

The woman glanced at Ji Tao when she heard the words, and said with a smile: "If you want to tell your fortune, you can find your lord."

"Come on, my dad is leaving home, why don't you come with me to my house and help with the calculations."

Hearing Ji Tao's words, the middle-aged woman stood there for a while and thought, anyway, since she entered this village and hasn't received any business yet, she might as well follow him home.

As long as you enter his house and meet the adults of his house, you will have to make a fuss.

Thinking of this in her heart, the middle-aged woman nodded.

With the woman's approval, Ji Tao quickly led him home.

Walking to the courtyard where Ji Tao lived, the woman saw that the door was locked, and couldn't help frowning: "Is your master not at home?"

"Yeah." Taking out the key to open the door, Ji Tao said, "I want to do business with you."

"You?" The woman looked Ji Tao up and down when she heard the words, her meaning was obvious.How can you do business with me as a child.

"Could it be that it's not your adults who want to tell the fortune, but yourself? But, do you have any money? I won't do it for you if I don't give you money."

After hearing this, Ji Tao took out the money from his pocket and put it back in his pocket after showing it to the middle-aged woman.

"Okay." Moving a bench and sitting down, putting the leather bag with the fortune-telling tools at her feet, the fortune-teller said, "Tell me what you want to count, academic or future achievements?"

Anyway, as long as she can make money, she doesn't care whether the people making money are adults or children.

"I'm not counting." Ji Tao moved a stool and sat next to the woman, "I want you to help my aunt do the counting."

"Your aunt?"

"Yes, my aunt." Ji Tao said that his third uncle was going to Heilongjiang tomorrow, and then concluded, "In short, I mean that I don't want my third uncle to go out."

"You are a child, whether your uncle can go out has anything to do with you?" Looking at Ji Tao, the woman was puzzled.

Without answering the woman's question, Ji Tao said, "Of course I have my reasons, you just need to tell me if you want to do business with me."

"...What do you mean?" After a moment of silence, the woman opened her mouth.

"I want you to help my third aunt do the fortune telling, and then you just need to tell my third aunt that it is not suitable for my third uncle to go out during the fortune telling. The consequences would be worse." Ji Tao took out the money in his pocket and took out 15 yuan, "This is fortune-telling money."

Looking at the money in Ji Tao's hand, the woman remained silent.

"Fifteen dollars is not low. Most people only earn 15 dollars a day, and if you do the math, it's only five dollars. If you sign a contract and don't charge it, I'll make it right now." I gave you [-] yuan, plus my aunt’s fortune-telling money, and you’ve made money no matter what.”

Looking at Ji Tao, the woman suddenly smiled: "You really don't look like such a big child."

Isn't it true, where is there a kid in his teens who can do business with him, and speaks in a clear and orderly manner, no matter how you look at it, he looks like an adult.

After laughing, the woman took the money from Ji Tao's hand: "Zhong, I'm in your business, then go and call your aunt over."

Seeing that the woman agreed, Ji Tao silently breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then said, "If you ask my aunt to come here, there is no 'inadvertent' that can be believed.

"What?"

Seeing the woman's puzzled gaze, Ji Tao smiled, and then told her his thoughts.

After the two discussed it, Ji Tao went to find her third aunt. After all, no matter how good the show is, someone needs to cooperate.

Surprisingly, there was no one at his third aunt's house, so he asked his third uncle's neighbors, and they said they went to Dongtou to play.

Dongtou?Ji Tao figured in his heart that if he lives in the east of the village, and her third aunt often goes there, there is a high probability that she will be the village head in the future.

The route from the third uncle's house to my own house is obviously different from that from Wang Yan's house, so Ji Tao went to the house again, told the woman to change places to stay, and then turned to Wang Yan's house again.

There was no one in the yard, so Ji Tao yelled outside twice and went straight to their house, but no one answered.

When he passed by the main room, he saw those two people sitting on the sofa watching TV. Although he only saw the side faces, he could tell that one of the two people was the golden-glowed boy whom he had seen twice yesterday. Son, as for the other one, it should be my primary school classmate Wang Zhen.

Out of anxiety about the third uncle's incident, even though Ji Tao was curious about who the boy was, he didn't go in to say hello to his elementary school classmates, but walked directly to the east room across the door of the main room.

He had already heard the voice of his third aunt, and when he entered the door, he saw that his third aunt was sitting on the bed with Aunt Yan, knocking melon seeds and talking, seeing Ji Tao, Aunt Yan smiled and said, "I'm here to see your aunt, right?" .” Then he grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the cabinet next to the bed and handed them to Ji Tao.

"I won't eat." Ji Tao lowered his head shyly.

"Hey, are you still being polite to me?" Aunt Yan stood up as she spoke, grabbed the melon seeds and stuffed them into Ji Tao's hands.

Unable to resist Aunt Yan's enthusiasm, Ji Tao had no choice but to accept it.

"Xiaotao, do you have something to do with Third Aunt?" Geng Li smiled at this moment.

"Yes." Ji Tao nodded.

"What's the matter?"

"That... Third Aunt, can you come with me to my house?" Looking at Geng Li, Ji Tao's tone was cautious.

Originally, she felt pity for the child Ji Tao, and when he looked pity for him at this time, the soft string in Geng Li's heart was plucked with a bang.

Sitting on the bed and standing up, Geng Li said, "Medium."

"Come to play with you tomorrow." After greeting Aunt Yan, Geng Li took Ji Tao's hand and walked towards the door.

Being pulled by Geng Li, Ji Tao turned around to say hello to Aunt Yan: "Aunt Yan, then I'm leaving."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Yan replied with a smile; "Hey, let's play with Wang Zhen when I have time."

After walking out of Aunt Yan's house, Geng Li asked, "You asked me to go to Ye's house, is there anything I can help you with?"

"My clothes are torn and I want you to help me sew them." Ji Tao casually found a reason.

Geng Li thought the same when she heard the words. In the past, her clothes were rotten and she was a mother, but now... eh.

Ji Tao didn't know that her third aunt felt sorry for him again because of his words, otherwise she would definitely have another reason. You must know that he would not have been sad because of that daughter 800 years ago.

"By the way, Third Aunt, when I went to Aunt Yan's house to look for you just now, I saw a boy who was about my age. Who is he? A relative of Aunt Yan's family?" Ji Tao asked seemingly casually.

And it seems that he didn't leave last night to live in Wang Yan's house, so the relationship with his family must be very special.

"Oh, you mean Xu Minghua, he is Aunt Yen's nephew."

"Nephew?" Ji Tao said, "Then my Aunt Yan is his aunt?"

"Yeah." Geng Li nodded, "He's about the same age as you. By the way, he seems to be a No. [-] middle school in Shanghai. It's the same school as you. Maybe there will be a class in the same class by then, and he studies very well. Well, when I took the junior high school exam, I got double hundred just like you."

Regarding this, Ji Tao can't deny it. You must know that there are four classes in each year of No. [-] Middle School, and the division of classes is not arranged according to grades like high school, divided into key classes, ordinary classes, etc., but broken up. class, so it is not easy to get a class.

However, Ji Tao was not surprised that the child studied very well, that child looked like an elf.

"The clothes he wears seem to be very expensive. Does the family have money?" Ji Tao asked curiously.

"His family is rich. His father is the deputy mayor. His mother doesn't know what she does. She seems to work in the town government. Anyway, she receives a lot of gifts for a year."

It turned out to be the second generation of officials. Although the officials were a little smaller, they were almost the biggest officials that small farmers like them could see.

"Then since his family is so powerful, why don't they go to a private elementary school?"

Private schools refer to private schools. Because they are private, the tuition fees are very high, almost several times that of public schools, but relatively speaking, the conditions of teachers and the teaching environment are much better.

Moreover, private schools have the highest enrollment rate. Among the four public schools, No. [-] Middle School can barely compare with it. Therefore, families with good conditions generally send their children to private schools.

Just like the four children of Wang Yan's family went to private schools in junior high school.

"I don't know, who knows what he thinks."

Ji Tao nodded when he heard the words, yes, who knows what rich people think.

But it’s okay, at least he has the opportunity to get in touch with him when he goes to No. [-] Middle School. If he chooses to go to a private school, I’m afraid I’ll take a peek at the “money” he may have, and I won’t be able to get to know him for the time being. Opportunity.

Speaking of which, in his previous life, although he applied for the No. [-] Middle School and passed the exam, he failed in the end due to various factors, and instead went to the No. [-] Middle School like his brother Ji Song.

No. [-] Middle School is the most chaotic middle school among the four public schools and has the lowest enrollment rate. Even the No. [-] Middle School established later is better than it.

The two were talking, and soon arrived at the place he had made an appointment with the fortune-teller.

She winked at the person sitting by the wall, and the woman who received the wink quickly spoke to Geng Li.

"My girl, seeing that your seal has turned black, I'm afraid that something bad has happened to you recently."

Although feudal superstition is no longer advocated, everyone still prefers to believe in fortune-telling. Otherwise, there would not be so many people in the village to burn incense in the temple.

So Geng Li subconsciously stopped in her tracks when she heard the fortune teller's words.

"Did you just talk to me?