Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 21 [008] The First Pot of Gold (1)

*
Sure enough, after a while, the big brother in Huo Wenhua's black handbag rang loudly.

He took out his mobile phone the size of a brick, connected it, listened carefully, his face suddenly became mournful, his body trembled, he knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed three times towards the east where Hong Kong is, with tears in his eyes.

Seeing his grief, Yang Zimei thought of her family's ruin in her previous life, and she felt very sad, and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Niuniu, why are you crying?"

Seeing the sudden tears, Yang He asked strangely.

Yang Zimei wiped her tears with her hand, "Seeing this Mr. Huo is sad because he lost his father, I can't help crying."

"Mr. Huo? How do you know he is Mr. Huo? You know him?" Yang He asked strangely.

His voice was so loud that both Hua Shaoguang and Huo Wenhua who was in grief heard it.

Huo Wenhua got up from the ground, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Yang Zimei suspiciously.

When he came here, he never revealed his identity, and no one knew that his father had just passed away.

How did this girl know?
He looked at Yang Zimei suspiciously, and found that this girl was very different. Those black and white pupils had a maturity and compassion that were not commensurate with her age, as if she had seen all the vicissitudes of the world, and there was a little red between her eyebrows. The cinnabar mole made her small face shine, and the skin all over her body was as white as jade, even glowing slightly.

In the past few decades, he has seen many people, but he has never seen such a child.

"Little girl, come here!" He waved at Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei walked over, looked up at Huo Wenhua slightly, and said to him in a childish voice: "Mr. Huo, hello, what can I do?"

"Little girl, how do you know my surname is Huo?" Huo Wenhua was even more surprised seeing that this little girl was different from ordinary rural children, without any timidity.

"I figured it out." Yang Zimei said with a faint smile.

Yang He helped and said, "Don't look at Niu Niu's young age, she is the disciple of the old fairy on the mountain, and her fortune-telling is accurate."

"Oh? It's easy to learn at such a young age? It's really rare." Huo Wenhua turned to Hua Shaoguang who was beside him, "Master Hua, is it difficult to figure out a person's surname?"

Hua Shaoguang glanced at Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei also gave him a very strange feeling, but he absolutely didn't believe that a little girl could master real metaphysics, let alone deduce a stranger's surname, even he couldn't, so he said disapprovingly, " I guess she just saw you on TV."

In 92, Huo Wenhua's family property was not big enough, only 3000 million, and he had very few chances to be on TV, so it was impossible for him to be recognized by such a small girl.

However, out of respect for Hua Shaoguang, he didn't say anything more, but continued to ask: "Then can you calculate other information about me?"

Yang Zimei nodded slightly, "Mr. Huo came from Hong Kong and was looking for a feng shui place to bury his late father."

Hearing her words, Huo Wenhua was completely shocked.

He brought Hua Shaoguang here because he really wanted to find a geomantic treasure in his hometown, fulfilling his father's wish to return to his roots.

When passing by Yangcun, I found that there was actually an old nanmu tree with golden threads, which was the best material for making coffins, so I stopped and wanted to buy the nanmu.

*
(End of this chapter)