The daily life of the fortune teller who was forced to open business

The next day, Nan Shi went to work with his left hand in pain.

Although his person passed out, it did not prevent his senior brother from dreaming to arrest him for the exam.

After being shocked by Chi You's rebellion, what kind of "Book of Changes" can Nan Shi remember?When I saw his senior brother in the dream, I thought it was purely a dream. The two brothers went up to his senior brother's shoulders, gave him a thumbs up, and opened his mouth: "Brother, you are such a little heifer! Cows open the door—the cow is home!"

……

sosad.

Nan Shi saw the continuous rain outside, Qing Lan, who was following behind, pursed her lips and smiled, and stretched out the 36-bone purple bamboo umbrella she carried with her, covering Nan Shi's head: "Master, I'll see you off."

"Thank you." Nan Shi thanked him, but he didn't take it seriously, but after he got into the car, he found that Qing Lan had followed her in, and he was sitting on the passenger seat... mainly because he saw the corner of Qing Lan's skirt: "... ...Qing Lan, why did you follow?"

Since yesterday, Nan Shi seemed to be more timid, and today he didn't even dare to look at the faces of his family members.

"The owner of the mountain has ordered that the young master may be inconvenient today, so let the slaves go to work with the young master." Qinglan squeezed the corners of her skirt, and put on the safety belt in a strange way: "It seems that if you don't wear this, the young master will be punished." The steward fined you money? The servants have read the Traffic Law."

Traffic laws are okay.

These days, Li Gui is also keeping pace with the times.

"..." Nanshi carefully glanced at Qinglan in the rearview mirror: "No need, senior brother didn't hit hard, I just need to be careful... Didn't you say that it's not easy for you to come out in broad daylight?" ? Go back quickly, don't get hurt."

Qinglan smiled more and more gently: "Thank you for your concern, young master. This kind of rainy weather is fine, and the slaves can be regarded as having some cultivation. Even if the sun shines brightly, an umbrella is enough."

"Oh... that's fine." Nan Shi didn't struggle too much. Since his senior brother had spoken, he couldn't command the family members.

Who knows the heartache at the bottom of the food chain.

As the car started moving, Qing Lan looked out of the box curiously, and boasted, "No wonder the young master doesn't like carriages, as expected, cars are much more stable and comfortable than carriages."

Although it's raining today, at least it can be seen that it's daytime, maybe after driving out of the old house, Nanshi became much more relaxed - Qinglan didn't look so spooky, at most she looked a little bit A pale little beauty in ancient costume.

Nan Shi cycled through his mind a few times, and felt that Qing Lan was not so scary anymore, and her mentality improved a lot.

Maybe it's because he's been together for a long time and he's used to it. He might not be so afraid of his family members, even though his brain kept reminding him of the other party's identity when he was in the old house. Now that there is no such hint, he feels much better. .

Nan Shi casually smiled and said, "Isn't it? My brother is just an old man..."

When he said this, he felt that he had made a slip of the tongue, and simply changed the subject: "And raising horses is also very troublesome? You have to feed the horses with grain and grass, and the car is finished with some gasoline, and you don't have to worry about the rest of the time."

Qing Lan pretended not to hear Nan Shi spraying Chi You, and said: "What the young master said is, when I get home, I will ask Sister Qing He to try it too."

"Okay." Nan Shi agreed straight away: "Then I'll give you the car keys when I get home... Wait, can you drive?"

"Don't worry, young master, this servant will definitely not let your car be bumped and damaged."

Nan Shi nodded, but his mind was far away - I don't know if the ghost should take the driver's license test now?If so, is there still a 'driving school'?Is there a ghost as a coach these days?How about going back to the research, what if it is a sunny day?

There should be a master from the driving school, right?Driving school should not be considered, it is his senior brother...

Nan Shi pursed the corners of his lips, trying to make it look less exaggerated - he had already thought that when his senior brother went to learn to drive, the old driver coach would sit aside with a cigarette in his mouth, cursing, 'Do you want to take me with you? Go die again! ','See that person in front?Come on, hit him! --What?Do not hit?Then why don't you step on the brakes! 'The situation is gone.

Happy in uppercase!

After a while, the two of them arrived at the parking lot. Nan Shi got out of the car with an automatic umbrella, and it would be less noticeable to hold an umbrella by himself.He didn't want to get a lot of "is this your girlfriend" and other questions from three aunts and six wives the next day.

It would be even more terrifying if Qinglan could not be seen by others!An umbrella that can float by itself!That night, he will be able to make his C debut on the social news channel!

The two were walking through the streets, and Nan Shi saw an old woman selling incense and paper money in front of her. Thinking about it, it seemed that the new year was approaching, no wonder someone came out to sell this.He wanted to just walk over like this, but he stopped suddenly for some reason, and Nan Shi bent down and asked, "Grandma, how do you sell Yuanbao?"

The old woman raised her head, squinted her dim eyes and looked at Nan Shi: "Tin foil costs 25 yuan a dozen, and 300 folded ingots cost 45 yuan."

Nan Shi thought for a while, ordered five dozen folded ingots, and bought incense candles, then took Qing Lan to the shop.

Qing Lan asked curiously, "Master, why are you buying these?"

Nan Shi laughed vaguely: "Isn't it the Chinese New Year? I bought some to burn at home."

Nanshi's parents passed away long ago, but his grandma is still there, but he has moved to his hometown in the next province. The old man said that he doesn't like to live in the city when he is old, but he still likes to chat with his old sisters. Nanshi's family was a little bit old before. Small money, the elderly also have retirement wages, so they don't have to worry about food and clothing when they go to the countryside.

He doesn't dare to go to his hometown this year. Since he met Chi You, the probability of him bumping into a "good brother" has skyrocketed. It's okay to have a brother in S city, but if he runs to the next province, it's too late to call for help. .

People, you have self-knowledge.

When they arrived at the shop, Qing Lan consciously went to clean up. Seeing that the rain had stopped, Nan Shi took a cat in a copper basin to the back door, drew a circle with chalk and burned three packs of ingots for her parents and grandpa, her eyes moved , drew another circle, and burned a bag for Chi You in a hurry.

There was only one bag left, and he sprinkled it outside the circle and burned it together. This method of burning without drawing a circle is for lonely ghosts, as long as they see it, they can take it.

I don't know where a gust of wind came from, blowing the burned yellow ashes into a rolling motion.

Nan Shi lit three pillars of incense with the fire of paper money, bowed to the sky, and murmured: "Father Tiandao, don't be angry, my brother is a little crazy, but don't bother with him if he is dead... ... I am different, I am old and well-behaved, you see when you have time to treat me to a meal, I will offer incense to you every year and festival, Dad loves me again!"

I don't know whether God was angry or laughed when he heard it, but Nan Shi felt that he had done the right thing, so he threw the incense into the copper basin, squatted aside and waited for the fire to burn out, then took a dustpan and came out to clean the outside After a moment, he opened the door and went back.

Qinglan could smell the smell of paper money while inside, and when she saw Nanshi coming in with something, she hurried forward to pick it up.

Nan Shi smiled and apologized, seeing that there was still incense in his hand, he took out the lighter and lit it, and bowed to Qing Lan, meditating that it was for Qing Lan.

Qinglan didn't even have time to hide, she was enveloped by the smoke, she stomped her feet angrily: "Master! How can you worship a slave!"

Nan Shi waved his hand: "It's okay, too much is a waste! Please clean it up, I'll open the door."

After finishing speaking, he gave Qinglan the incense stick in his hand.

Qinglan held the incense burner for herself and didn't know what to do. Seeing Nan Shi, she went to open the door, but she was afraid that the smell of the incense burnt the house, so she had to put down the dustpan first, and opened the back door to wait for the incense to burn. Come in when you're done.

It's a rainy day today, and I know there won't be too many tourists. Nanshi is not in a hurry, and leisurely looks for a book to read, because Qinglan is here, and he doesn't need to be busy in the store, just sit down and sit down. That's it.

He even had the mood to put a hot compress plaster on his left hand, which was red and swollen from the beating in his dream, although it seemed unreal.

His senior brother is really ruthless!Although it didn't hurt the flesh, it didn't hurt at all!

It wasn't until the afternoon that Nanshi opened the store and sold a 50 yuan bracelet. The other party bought it after looking at it for a long time, trying it again and again, and paying back the price for a long time. Nanshi felt superstitious that today's It is estimated that the business will not go smoothly. Sure enough, there is no other business until the evening.

In the evening, the rain became heavier again. Nan Shi glanced at it and thought it was boring. He was about to close the door early and go home to sleep, but someone knocked on the glass at the door.

Aggressive, look around.

When Nan Shi looked up, he saw a decently dressed old man outside. He was a little timid and didn't dare to come in. Seeing Nan Shi looking over, he waved to Nan Shi.

Nan Shi pointed to himself, and he nodded hastily.

Nan Shi got up and walked to the door of the store, but didn't go out, and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

"I knew you could see me!" The old man whispered, "Then what, can I ask you to bring a message to my old lady? I don't want you to make a trip in vain. I still have a little private house, which is hidden outside the door of my house." Underneath the bluestone bricks!"

Nan Shi was just bored, so he nodded, "What do you want to bring? Where is your wife? What's her name? Where do you live? Do you have a phone?"

"As long as you met during the day, just stop by and tell me when you go back." The old man glanced behind Nanshi, as if a little scared, and hurriedly said: "Her surname is Li, her name is Lihua, tell her, she I put my two wedding rings in my urn back then, but I didn't want to take such a good thing with me, so I quietly put it back in the rightmost drawer of the chest of drawers at home. She is getting old, don't Give me the origami money every day, and I can't spend that much money."

"Now that she's getting old, she needs to see a doctor. That little retirement salary is not enough. I can sell my wedding ring for thousands of dollars. I agree. Don't blame her! Tell her to sell it quickly and use it for medicine!"

When the old man said this, he gave the address again, and Nan Shi knew where it was when he heard it - when he came in the morning, he bumped into the old lady who was selling paper money.

"It's hard to say that there are regulations in other prefectures, so let's talk about this." The old man said unsatisfactorily.

Nan Shi nodded, and greeted him along the way: "Then don't go, I will accompany you when I close a stall."

"to make!"

***

Chi You played with a silver ingot in his hand, and asked, "Where is the young master?"

Qinghe lowered his eyebrows and said with narrowed eyes: "My master, it's not time to finish work yet, and the young master will not come back for a while."

Chi You didn't know whether to raise the corners of his mouth in anger or happiness.

Just now, he was about to go to bed, but a pile of silver ingots still smelling like incense were thrown onto his quilt.

A full three hundred.

The color is very good, each baby is as big as a fist, solid, and accompanied by Nan Shi's chanting: "Buy a car for senior brother, buy a car for senior brother..."

Is this to please him or is it to torment him on purpose?