I was a fortune teller in 90

"Actually, I didn't talk about friends. Do you understand what I mean?"

Originally, she thought of taking it easy, sending the person away, and the distance was widened, so that would be fine.

But looking at Cheng Hao staring at her now, she suddenly felt that she was a bit of a scumbag. If she didn't want to be friends, she should make it clear to people clearly. This kind of attitude of neither spitting nor swallowing was like deliberately making people appetizing.

After thinking about it, Dai Qing raised her head and stared into his eyes.

"Cheng Hao, let me tell you seriously, I don't want to talk about friends, and I have never thought about marriage. If you have such thoughts, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Facing the sudden change of Dai Qing, Cheng Hao was speechless, and then couldn't help but chuckle, "You are still young now..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Dai Qing, "Although I am young, I understand everything in my heart. I can treat you as a friend, but I can't respond to you."

Cheng Hao: "..."

Did the little girl suddenly become enlightened?

Or did he do something to irritate her?
"I'm leaving tomorrow. Are you too cruel to tell me this at this time?" Facing these clear and calm eyes, Cheng Hao pursed his lips. Knowing that she was serious, his heart trembled. Extremely dull.

"We still have an appointment for two years, don't you remember?"

"Two years later, I still have the same attitude."

"Let's talk about it in two years."

Cheng Hao lowered his head, stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms, and hugged her tightly. Before she could resist, he released her and took two steps back.

"There is still a year and a half left before our two-year appointment. I will come back to you then."

Seeing him leave without looking back, Dai Qing opened her mouth but didn't say anything.

After her past life and now, she has woken up. She thinks she has grown a little wiser, but she has never had any contact with the opposite sex. She is either an ostrich or a straight ball. She can't think of any other way to deal with it.

In a blink of an eye, the annual vacation is over, and it is officially back to work on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. The machine that has been stopped for more than ten days is restarted, and the humidity and temperature are being controlled. Whenever there is a discrepancy, the cotton rolls will stick to each other, and the cotton slivers will break frequently, which makes people so busy that they fly.

After eight hours, she felt like she had run fifty kilometers.

Until the end of the day, Class B did not complete the planned tasks.

During this period, Mao Yanyan, who was in the adjacent parking space, frequently looked towards her and hesitantly approached her parking space several times. Seeing that she was really busy, she moved back.

Seeing the complicated look in her eyes, Dai Qing was confused, but didn't pay much attention to it because she was too busy.

After returning home, Dai Qing quickly took a hot bath to clean away the cotton fibers and dust stuck to her body.

After drying her hair, Dai Qing sat at the table and ate oranges to replenish her moisture. When she heard the doorbell being called, she thought Juanzi was here.

Looking at the strange woman at the door, Dai Qing suddenly realized that it was probably a friend introduced by Aunt Zhang.

Sure enough, before she could ask, he announced his family name.
"Hello, I'm Sun Huizhen, a friend of Zhang Guiqin. She gave me the address. Sorry to bother you."

"Hello, Aunt Zhang mentioned it to me, please come in."

Dai Qing invited her into the living room, poured her a cup of tea, and sat across from her.

"I wonder what you want to ask?"

Sun Huizhen looked at her carefully for a moment and sighed, "I am here, but I am indeed troubled. I would like to ask Master to clear up my confusion."

"please say."

"Your Aunt Zhang and I are the first people to go into business. She makes hotels and I make medicinal materials. We need to travel all over the country. But in the past year, every time we go out, it is not smooth. We always encounter problems of one kind or another. , the troubles kept coming, and I wasted a lot of energy." "Seeing that I have to go out to collect medicinal materials again, I just wanted to ask, did this trip go smoothly?"

Dai Qing listened and looked at her face carefully. When traveling to a distant place, he wanted to see the Migration Palace. The Migration Palace is located in the Yima area, commonly known as the temple. If it is plump, moist and clean, it will be safe to go in and out.

If you add a bit of red and yellow, it will be festive when you go out. The most taboo colors are dark and gloomy, red, black and white.

Her migration palace is also plump, but the color is not good, it is red. If she goes out with this color, she will definitely have a dispute with her, and in serious cases, she will be involved in a lawsuit.

Moreover, the complexion of her Wealth Palace is dim, the middle part of her body is blue, and she has the appearance of losing money.

"The red color of your migration palace has been revealed. This trip involves negotiating with others, and there will be quarrels. If you are not careful, you will be involved in lawsuits. I suggest you go with someone else."

Sun Huizhen frowned as she listened, "Last year I made an agreement with someone to collect the medicinal materials in person. Besides, only I can tell the quality of the medicinal materials. I wouldn't worry if someone else does it."

A batch of medicinal materials is a large amount of money, and she cannot afford to lose it.

"It's really not conducive for you to travel now. The gain outweighs the loss."

People's mood also changes with the scene. If it is not handled properly, it is very likely to make things worse.

"Furthermore, your expression seems to be bright or dark, and it belongs to color lag. People with color lag need three years to get lucky. Within three years, it is best not to make any big moves."

"Three years? So long?"

"In physiognomy, there are physical stagnation, spiritual stagnation, qi stagnation and color stagnation. It takes ten years, eight years, five years and three years to get lucky respectively. You are the least."

Sun Huizhen breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little lucky in her heart.

"But if I don't go, I will lose credibility. What should I do?"

Sun Huizhen frowned. In the past few years, she had gone out with her mouth, but that person was never proficient in medicinal materials and was not as talented as her son.

Thinking of this, Sun Huizhen's eyes lit up, and she could let her son give it a try.

Most of the high-quality medicinal materials are found in mountain villages. She has to travel across mountains and rivers every time, and it takes many days of hard work to collect them all. As I get older, my physical strength is indeed not as good as before.

It would also be a good idea to let her son succeed her.

Just when she made up her mind, Dai Qing discovered that the dim aura covering her Wealth Palace swam with the wind, and disappeared in a moment.

"You have already made the right decision in your mind. All you need to do is sit back and get what you want."

"Really? That's great." Sun Huizhen's eyes lit up and she was obedient. Since the master spoke, her son's trip will definitely go smoothly.

"Thank you, Master, for clarifying my doubts."

Sun Huizhen took out a red envelope from her bag and put it on the table with a smile on her face.
"I will thank you again when my son returns safely."

"You can come back and ask for more details if you have any questions. There is no need to thank you. These are enough."

Dai Qing glanced at the red envelope and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Master is kind." Sun Huizhen thanked her again and again. Before leaving, she did not forget to confirm again, "Does the color stagnation mentioned by the master mean that I can't do anything in the past three years?"

"It is not good for you to travel far away, but it does not prevent you from sitting behind the scenes, being the helmsman, and cultivating talents."

"Thank you, Master, for reminding me."