90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 5

"Anyway, thank you very much this time." Chen Yanni was very grateful. She took out a red envelope from her pocket and handed it to Wang Po with both hands.

Wang Po refused again and again, "It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning, there's really no need for it."

Chen Yanni stuffed the red envelope into her hands without further ado and pretended to be angry, "This is what our Ah Rong specifically told us to do. I know the rules of your business."

Wang Po moved her dry mouth and looked at Anzi who was sitting on a small stool beside her and eating a banana obediently. Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she took the thick red envelope.

The two chatted for a while, and then Chen Yanni said goodbye and left. In addition to coming to express her gratitude, she also had to deal with the things in Zhu Rourong's house, clean it up, and find an agent to put the house up for sale.

After everyone left, Wang Po opened the red envelope and found 500 Hong Kong dollars inside. She then looked at the large and small bags piled on the ground. In addition to some common fruits, there was even a roast chicken and two cans of milk powder. Her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

The family conditions are not good. Anzi has never had a sip of milk powder in his life. He only drinks rice porridge. No wonder he has always been so thin. These two cans of milk powder are really what Wang Po wants.

With the private money left by the old man and the 500 yuan, she will have a place to pay for next month's rent. However, she still has to work hard to save money to send Anzi to school.

[Congratulations to the host for completing 'Helping Others*1' and obtaining the Talisman Course*1. ]

A mechanical sound rang in his mind, and Anzi rubbed his ears, feeling a little itchy.

What kind of gourd is this? Is it a candied gourd? Is it delicious?
Anzi sucked his saliva and then smelled a fragrant scent.

When she looked up, she saw Wang Po cutting a roast chicken on the chopping board. When she saw her looking over, she took a chicken leg and handed it to Zhang Anzi, "Take it and eat it."

Anzi's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the chicken leg and raised his hand high again, "Grandma, eat first."

Grandma Wang shook her head and said, "Grandma doesn't like to eat chicken legs, Anzi can eat it by himself."

Anzi couldn't understand why anyone didn't like eating chicken drumsticks? Chicken drumsticks are the most delicious food in the world.

"Then grandma eats chicken wings, chicken wings are delicious too!" Anzi tilted his head with bright eyes, which made Wang Po's heart soften.

She smiled, grabbed a piece of chicken from the chopping board and stuffed it into her mouth, "It's delicious, Anzi, have some too."

If it wasn't for the hot weather and the fact that the roast chicken couldn't be kept, she really wouldn't want to eat it and would definitely leave it all for Anzi.

At night, Anzi went to bed early after drinking the milk powder, and then was pulled into the talisman course by the system.

In the bright and clean classroom stood an old man with gray hair and wearing a gray Taoist robe. The old man looked serious and old-fashioned. Anzi looked at him curiously for a while, and was given a cold glance by him. He immediately sat down on the small table and chair and dared not move anymore.

The old man didn't even introduce himself, and went straight to explaining to Anzi what "Talisman" was, and told her about the production of yellow paper and cinnabar for drawing talismans.

Anzi didn't understand what he said. After the old man finished speaking, he began to teach her how to use the yellow paper and cinnabar on the table to draw talismans, starting with the most basic peace talisman.

She drew one picture after another. Because she was in the system space, Anzi didn't feel tired. She found it fun at first, but after drawing more than three hundred pictures, she just felt bored. She gradually became restless and felt like there were blades under her butt.

The old man frowned and knocked on the table with the ruler in his hand, showing no mercy at all.

"Hurry up and paint. Don't go back until you finish 1000 pictures."

Anzi didn't know how many 1000 pieces were, so he could only frown and try his best to draw the talisman under the old man's guidance. He wanted to cry, but didn't dare to.

She missed her grandma so much. This grandpa was so scary, sob…

[Congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement of "successfully drawing a talisman", and rewards include 1 primary talisman pen, 1 primary yellow paper, and 1 primary cinnabar. ]

After a lot of effort, Anzi heard the mechanical sound again, and the system reward appeared on the desktop.

The old man waved his hand expressionlessly and said "get out of class dismissed". Anzi's eyes went dark. Anzi was awakened by Wang Po. When she opened her eyes, she thought she was still in the classroom. She was a little dazed for a while, until Wang Po wiped her face with a hot towel, she woke up.

After washing up and eating porridge and pickles, the grandparents and grandchildren would go out together to pick up trash.

Anzi carried his small bag and clearly felt that it was heavier than before.

When Wang Po turned around to lock the door, she opened her backpack and saw a talisman pen, a piece of yellow paper, a box of cinnabar and a peace amulet with tender brushstrokes lying quietly inside.

So this is what the system calls a reward.

The old man said that the amulet can protect the person who wears it, so she must draw one for grandma.

The grandparents and grandchildren were not very lucky today because they left home half an hour late and many cardboards had already been picked up by other people.

After working all morning, I only sold 10 yuan.

Wang Po sighed silently and slowly walked towards the subdivided flat with An Zi in her hand.

Feeling the low pressure on her, Anzi shook her hand, "Grandma, don't be unhappy. I'll draw a lucky charm for you."

Wang Po paused and looked around reflexively. When she found that no one noticed them, she lowered her voice and asked, "Good boy, what amulet are you talking about?"

Anzi didn't know why grandma suddenly whispered to her, but she imitated Wang Po and answered in a low voice.

"An old man taught me this. He said it can protect the person who wears the amulet."

The system said that its existence could not be told to anyone else, not even grandma, as it was a secret between them.

Anzi is a loyal child, so she didn't say anything.

Wang Po wanted to ask who the old man was, but when she thought of her granddaughter's adventure and for An Zi's sake, she swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

Rubbing her head, Wang Po bent down and picked her up.

"Okay, then grandma would like to thank Anzi first."

Anzi chuckled, as long as grandma is no longer unhappy.

Back in the subdivided apartment, Grandma Wang was busy heating up meals and making milk powder. Anzi took out the tools for drawing talismans from his bag, lay on a small stool, and began to recall the key points taught by his grandfather. Then he picked up the pen and started drawing talismans.

He drew ten pictures in a row, but only three of them had a faint golden light flashing, proving that only three of them were successful.

She packed up her tools and put them in her bag, then folded three amulets into triangles while reminiscing.

"Grandma, this is for you, a lucky charm."

Holding the talisman, Anzi walked to Wang Po.

Wang Po had just prepared the milk powder and was surprised when she saw the yellow talisman.

She suspected that the old man Anzi was talking about was her own deceased old man, because the old man liked to tinker with these things when he was young.

"Wow, An Zi is so great!" Wang Po took the amulet, looked at it from left to right, and felt that it was no different from the ones drawn by the old man, which made her more certain of her thoughts.

The old man must have been worried, so he came back specially to teach the little girl some skills.

(End of this chapter)