I was a fortune teller in 90

Hearing Dai Qing's reminder, the old lady's eyes suddenly widened and stared at her in disbelief.

Seeing her like this, Dai Qing knew what was in her mind without her even saying a word.

"You don't have to look at me like that. You should know whether your son is reliable or not. In the end, it will be your daughter who will take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life."

The old lady trembled, wanting to defend her son. But she didn't know if she was frightened by Dai Qing. She opened her mouth for a long time but didn't say a word.

Seeing her like this, Dai Qing sat down on the stool and waved to Liu Shangjin and his wife, "We have finished the matter, let's go quickly, don't delay me from reading the fortune."

Today, due to their family’s troubles, I haven’t opened my business yet.

Liu Shangjin came back to his senses, nodded repeatedly, took out a handful of change from his pocket and put it into the box, all of which were Mao Zedong's bills and cents.

"I came out in a hurry and didn't bring any money..."

Zhaodi looked at the few cents in the box with an embarrassed look on her face.

"I'm so sorry, Master. It's not that we are not sincere. It's just that there are too many things happening at home and we really don't have much money."

"I don't expect to earn your money, so go back quickly."

Dai Qing smiled. The couple were both honest people and were not the type to lie, so she naturally wouldn't care about these things.

The purpose of setting up a stall outside is to meet many different people and accumulate experience for yourself.

Besides, she is not short of money now, and she doesn't expect to make money from the general public.

When Zhaodi left, she looked back at her dazed mother, pursed her lips, and left without looking back.

The old lady watched the couple walking further and further away without even saying hello to her. Her face turned pale and blue, and she looked at Dai Qing with fear in her eyes.

The feeling of being strangled on the neck was still there. If it wasn't broad daylight, that damn girl would have strangled her to death.

How could such a cruel person be a fortune teller? He's more like a devil.

From beginning to end, the daughter never looked back at her. The old lady's face turned pale and she left in a panic, as if there was a ghost chasing her.

The stall returned to calm and Dai Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was a busy working hour, otherwise, there would be so many people just watching the fun that they would surround the place in three layers.

Dai Qing looked up at the azure blue sky. She would not set up her stall when the weather got a little colder.

Too cold, my hands are frozen.

"A little girl fortune teller?"

When Dai Qing came to her senses, she saw a middle-aged man standing in front of her, pushing a 28-inch bicycle. He was about 40 years old and was a ruthless man with a broken eyebrow.

"Uncle, do you want to have your fortune told? I'm very accurate at fortune telling."

The uncle raised his half-broken eyebrow, parked his bicycle next to the electric pole, walked over and sat down.
"Then show it to me."

Dai Qing looked at his face with a slightly serious expression.
"Uncle, your eyebrows are broken, which indicates that your facial features are defective. You are also currently involved in a lawsuit, so I guess you will have to sell your property."

Hearing Dai Qing's tone, the man was stunned for a moment, then looked at her with bright eyes.

"Since the master can see it, is there a way to crack it?"

He has been entangled in a lawsuit recently and has no way to extricate himself. If he continues to waste time like this, he will become a pauper.

Looking at the uncle's anxious expression, Dai Qing shook her head.

"Your lawsuit didn't happen overnight. It will end when you have spent all your family fortune... Also, the defensive look on your face has caused you to divorce twice. Your first two wives helped you avoid disaster. Things will get better after your third marriage."

The lawsuit was caused by his cruelty, disobedience, and beating of his father. He was deserted by his friends and relatives, and had accumulated too much resentment. "What? You said I had a third marriage?"

The man looked at Dai Qing in shock. He didn't expect that such a little girl could really see what happened to him?
After being divorced twice, his neighbors all said that he was unlucky in marriage. Although he didn't accept it, it was true that he couldn't live with his wife anymore.

I didn't expect that it was really my fault.

"Master, what you mean is that if I marry a third wife, we can live together forever?"

Seeing the man's expectant eyes, Dai Qing looked at his wives and concubines palace and children's palace and nodded.

"Your third wife is your last marriage in this life. As long as you cherish her enough, you can still spend the rest of your life with her."

Originally, this man would have three wives, but his first two wives left him a son and a daughter, and these two children also helped him vent a lot of his anger.

After hearing this, the man immediately became happy and slapped his thigh.

"That's good. Although I'm a bit cruel, I'm still good to my wife. I've been struggling for most of my life, but I haven't come up with anything special. Now I'm almost forty, so I'll just live a peaceful life from now on."

"It's good that you think so."

Things you get by trickery when you are young, you can't keep them. Once you have vomited them all out, you can rest in peace.

In a word, if it is not destined for you, it is futile to try hard.

"This is the money I gave you for divination. Thank you very much." The uncle took out ten dollars from his pocket, put it in the box, got on his bike and left.

After the three places were used up, Dai Qing packed up the money, put it in her pocket, and took the dog home.

Because Zhaodi and her husband's affairs took a long time, when she got home, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

I had a simple meal and took a nap as usual. When I woke up, it was already 3:30 in the afternoon.

Just as I sat up and rubbed my eyes, my pager rang.

He Ning asked her to go to the club tomorrow morning.

For dinner, Dai Qing stewed pork belly with the bamboo shoots that had been soaked yesterday, and added a bowl of rice.

After eating and drinking, the rest was given to Xiao Hei.

After dinner, Dai Qing strolled to Juanzi's house and asked her if she wanted to go to the club with her.
When she heard about playing, Juanzi's eyes lit up. "Isn't your club about to open? What do I need to prepare?"

"Motorcycle clubs are something that boys like. You don't have to make any special preparations, just go and join in the fun when it opens."

Seeing Juanzi's enthusiastic look, Dai Qing couldn't help laughing.

"By the way, if Ding Yong is free, you two can go together. It's just for fun anyway."

"Is it really possible? Ding Yong has a motorcycle. I will go with you tomorrow to explore the route. When the business opens, we will go together."

She had never seen what the club looked like, so she went to broaden her horizons.

Zhang Ge looked at his daughter's excited expression and couldn't help but poke her forehead.

"Girl, you're so excited when you hear about playing. When will you be able to do something serious?"

"Oh, Xiaoqing is opening a club with her friends, I must go and join in the fun."

"What? Xiaoqing's club?" Zhang Ge was stunned and turned to look at Dai Qing. "A club that specializes in motorcycles?"

"It's about the same, just a few simple tracks. I don't know much, I just join in the fun." She was telling the truth. Up to now, she has never touched a motorcycle. (End of this chapter)