I was a fortune teller in 90

Chapter 235 is also interesting
If you want to make money based on your strength, you have to have someone to appreciate you?
What is this place?
Overpass, market place~
The people I come into contact with are all ordinary people. They are all poor. They want to ask you when they will make a fortune. They daydream every day. To be honest, they can't accept it, and they may even point their noses and scold you. A meal.

He said you were cheating and cheating, and that you were not sure what you were seeing.

Dai Qing ignored Ban Daxian's gloating and looked at the lost aunt in front of her.
"When you and your husband got married, you didn't get the blessing of both parents. It was destined that you and your husband would never end. This is fate and you can't escape it."

In fact, there is no need to look at her horoscope. Just look at her weathered body and wrinkles. She is obviously only forty years old, but she looks like an old woman.

Having gotten to this point, the man is an incompetent master.

And she just lost the bet.

Hearing Dai Qing's reminder, the aunt suddenly raised her head and looked at Dai Qing blankly. After a while, she covered her face and cried.

"Ugh...why is my life so miserable...I ignored my parents' obstruction and insisted on following him, and now I am living like this, but he dislikes me for not being prosperous, which is why his career failed."

"He had nothing at the beginning, so I endured hardships and hardships with him, carrying bricks on construction sites, cleaning toilets, and doing all kinds of dirty and tiring work. I only thought about one day having my own home and proving to my parents that I You made the right choice..."

Listen to her unwilling words and complaints. Dai Qing did not interrupt her. There were too many grievances accumulated in a person's heart, and it would be easier to express them.

Sure enough, after mumbling for more than twenty minutes, the aunt finally stopped. She wiped her tears and looked at Dai Qing with hope in her eyes.

"Master, if I get divorced, can my son follow me?"

"You live a hard life and can't afford your son's living expenses. Besides, it won't be good for your son to follow you."

Mother and son are incompatible, and staying together is as painful as coptis.

"But I'm worried. It's said that every stepmother has a stepfather. What if they abuse my son together?"

The aunt looked at Dai Qing unwillingly, her eyes were red, her rough hands were held tightly, and the veins were bulging.

"I am not willing to call someone else's mother the child I have worked so hard to raise."

Although it sounds pitiful and sad, some people are destined to have a weak relationship between mother and child. This is fate.

If forced, mother and son may turn against each other in the end.

"You don't have to worry about this. Your child is older and you understand everything in your heart. What you have to do now is to be kind to yourself, and don't get sick, suffer yourself, or harm your child."

Dai Qing looked at her dim Palace of Disaster, which represented a person's health status. If it continued to be consumed, there would be no old age to talk about.

"As long as you are well, there is still hope for everything."

The aunt lowered her head and was silent for a moment, then took out ten dollars from her pocket and placed it on the Bagua chart.

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance. I finally understand it today."

Looking at her hunched back, Dai Qing looked down at the ten yuan crumpled into a ball. He didn't know how long he had saved it.

Ban Daxian next to him stared at the money on the ground and his eyes jumped. This woman was a regular customer of Lu Banxian's stall.

Every time I come here for fortune telling, I pay 50 cents for lip service.

Lu Banxian once said with a smile that idle time is idle, just pass the time, and you can still buy a few steamed buns to cushion your stomach.

When I saw this sister-in-law coming today, I thought it was just a few more steamed buns, but I didn't expect that it was only ten yuan.

A big bag of steamed buns.

"My dear friend, you are lucky. This sister-in-law is usually very stingy, but today she is very generous."

Dai Qing glanced at him and raised her eyebrows, "Maybe she also knows that you are perfunctory with her on weekdays."

It's just that life is too hard, so I just spend a piece of fifty cents to find comfort in my heart. Ban Daxian: "..."

The little girl is really unreasonable and unforgiving.

Just as the two of them were going back and forth, Dai Qing felt a shadow cast in front of him.

"Then~, it's really strange these days that little girls also come to set up stalls to tell fortunes."

While he was talking, the man sat down opposite Dai Qing, holding five yuan in his hand.

"Show me your face. If I spot it correctly, these five dollars will be yours."

Dai Qing glanced at him and curled up the corners of his lips. This man had a dog nose.

A dog's nose rises high in years and longevity. Zhuntou, Lantai, Tingwei is sunken and the nostrils are too large. People with dog noses are extremely loyal and would rather steal than help their friends.

"You are very loyal. You would rather hurt yourself than help your friends."

Dai Qing said, looking at the light in his eyes, she cleared her throat,

"Spend half of your time helping your friends and caring for your parents, and your life will be easier. Otherwise, you will regret it if you leave a criminal record."

"Ha~, you are willing to go out of your way to save your friends. What do you, a little girl, know?"

Gouzi smiled nonchalantly, but he was not stingy. He directly put five dollars on the Bagua chart, laughed, and walked away.

Dai Qing looked at his back, silently put the money away, put it together with the ten yuan just now, and pressed it with a few copper coins.

Ban Daxian, who was watching the whole process, his eyes widened.

It was too easy. I made fifteen yuan in a short time.

"It's a good day for you. You can bring in money for yourself, but don't forget your friends." Ban Daxian looked at the fifteen yuan on the ground and said angrily.

Dai Qing raised her eyebrows, "Are we friends?"

We've only known each other for an hour, so what kind of friends are they?
Ban Daxian: "..."

Dai Qing was sitting on the horse, with the French paulownia tree covering the sky above her head, blowing a small breeze, watching a car whizzing by under the overpass, and she really felt good.

Although there is little money to be made here, there are many people to see and face, so it is a good place to practice.

Just when Dai Qing was thinking, a classmate carrying a schoolbag squatted in front of her.

"Master, tell me a fortune, when will I get 100 points?"

After hearing this, Dai Qing looked up at him. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy squatted in front of her with a schoolbag on his back, looking depressed.

The young man's brows are blue, his head is confused, and he is full of knowledge and cannot display it, which is caused by depression.

"It is said that you have a poetic and scholarly spirit. You study well and have good facial features. A short-term abnormal performance is nothing. Adjust your mentality and you will definitely get a satisfactory score next time."

"Really?" The young man's eyes lit up and he stared at her eagerly.

"Of course, you are depressed, but after you adjust it, everything will be fine. A setback is nothing. If someone disturbs you, it is because they are jealous of you. If you care, you will really be fooled."

Classmates are also competing with each other. Everyone is chasing after each other. It is normal for them to stumble when they encounter small-minded people.

"Can you really tell?" The classmate looked at her with bright eyes, very excited.