After the funeral live broadcast, my paper shop exploded

Chapter 8 Do You Think I'm Poor?

Gu Ling turned the cardboard over and looked at it seriously, still tapping with one hand.

Xu Xinyi saw Gu Ling clasping her hands together, her thumbs bouncing between her fingertips, and she was reciting formulas in her mouth carefully. It really looked like that, and somehow felt that the atmosphere was tense and serious, and her back straightened unconsciously.

In less than a minute, Gu Ling spoke. "A good boy."

The old man Xu realized that it was a compliment, and he nodded immediately: "Yes, this child has been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child."

Gu Ling gave a hum, and continued: "Looking at the words, the result is that the marriage is undecided, and the present is still lonely. The word Ning is the owner of the house, and the family and the population are happy."

Xu Xinyi didn't realize the meaning of this sentence, so she couldn't help asking. "What do you mean?"

"It means that you actually yearn for a peaceful little family in your heart, but you have been disturbed in love, and then your undecided heart disturbed your marriage. In fact, you should listen to your elders and come out."

Xu Xinyi smiled wryly: "Actually, I just got a boyfriend, so I'm not single."

Although the first half of the small shop manager's sentence in front of her met her wish, she actually has someone to date with, so she couldn't believe the fortune-telling.

Although her boyfriend only likes spiritual love and doesn't care much about her, that's still her boyfriend.

The daughter said so, as if she was trying to expose Gu Ling, but the old man Xu's expression did not change, he already believed in Gu Ling's ability. "It's parted with you now."

"That's not necessary. Sometimes, you can only get out of that predicament by seeing it with your own eyes." Gu Ling continued: "I know you don't believe it in your heart, but your father paid for it. Believe it or not, listen to me first." a suggestion."

"First, your boyfriend will tell you at night that you want to have a friend's party. If you follow up, you will understand why what I said is not your right match."

"Secondly, at [-]:[-] p.m. the day after tomorrow, go to the lake in the local park and wait for half an hour. You don't have to do anything, just do whatever you want." Gu Ling rummaged through the drawer and took out a transparently wrapped item for Xu Xinyi .

Xu Xinyi was slightly stunned. In her outstretched palm, there was a piece of fruit candy that looked like a glass bead, and it still exuded the aroma of grapes.

The father and daughter left, Gu Ling's hand passed over the cardboard, and the word Ning disappeared.

She got up and divided half of the 1000 yuan she earned from the word test. She had to go to the streets tomorrow to see and do some good deeds to restore her powers.

She was pressed on the altar and had more than 7000 needles. She paid more attention to five disadvantages and three shortcomings than any Taoist.

Thanks to the young man who spent more than 6 yuan two days ago, he earned a lot of money this month. Even if half of it was deducted, there was still a lot left. A piece of feather, more than 7000 will be gone.

Then order some yellow talismans and cinnabar, another five thousand.

The feather is a golden-feathered bird, good at learning human speech, she bought it for black and white writing, if it is not fused with this feather, both of them can only speak single words.

Before closing the website, the white paper slowly floated down: "Ling, I want~" pointing to the waterproof and fireproof fabric.

The black characters grabbed the younger sister: "It's expensive, no."

Gu Ling glanced at it. The fabric of a children's dress cost [-].

Thinking of the shop she inherited and the debt of 15 yuan, and thinking about the various materials she needed to raise a paper doll in a glass cabinet, she felt dizzy: "When people say that they are poor, they may be modest, but I am really poor."

Gu Ling sighed, touched the two little guys, and they worked hard with such a poor Taoist as her: "Wait a minute, I will find a part-time job in a while, and I will buy it for you when the time comes."

Bai Zhi was coaxed into giggling, almost breaking the neck of the paper made of ordinary materials.

(End of this chapter)