Lord Lu's little ancestor is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 30 Fortune Telling
Yanbian Street.

Xuancheng famous tourist food street.

Every night, the streets are filled with the smell of various barbecues and fried skewers.

The hooked people's hearts were itchy, and their saliva couldn't be controlled.

'One yuan, one yuan, everything sells for one yuan! '

'It's delicious but dumplings, don't miss it when you pass by. '

'Snail noodles, smelly and spicy snail noodles! '

With the prevalence of street stall culture, the sound of big horns in the streets and alleys has never stopped.

Today's Yanbian Street is somewhat different.

"It's really strange. I've seen so many street stalls selling shoes and snacks. Hey! I've never seen such a young girl tell fortunes to others. How did she end up on the road of deception at such a young age? ?”

"The key point is that I can't even do the superficial work well. I'd better wear a pair of sunglasses, hang a streamer, set up a table and gossip. Do you think these tourists are idiots?"

"That girl is so focused that she has been sitting there for more than an hour without moving."

"Hey, didn't you read what it said in their advertisement, one person per night is only considered a predestined relationship?"

"Tch. You don't really believe that such a young girl can tell fortunes, do you?"

"Who knows, maybe the master is among the people, hey! Look, someone has passed by!"

A woman about 40 years old looked sad, her brows were wrinkled, and she looked sad.

"Girl, are you fortune-telling?"

After asking this sentence, Chen Feng regretted it, she was really dazed, she would believe that such a young man knows fortune-telling? !

Just when I wanted to get up, I heard the girl's cold voice.

"Yes, what do you want to be?"

Forget it, a dead horse is a living horse doctor, here we come!

Chen Feng is also desperate. These days, she even thinks that she might as well hang herself by the neck.

"I want to figure out when my husband will wake up!"

Chen Feng's skin was a little sallow, his eyes were dark, and his rough hands were clasped together because of tension.

These days, Chen Feng hasn't had a good night's sleep.

Their family doesn't have any big skills, they just want to make more money in the city, and then save a house for their son to marry a wife.

Chen Feng's husband, Liu Xu, used to be a truck driver for others in the early years. After coming to Xuancheng, he found a job as a driver for rich people under the advice of his old buddies. It was finally a little easier.

Unexpectedly, accidents happened, and on the way to send the hostess and the young lady to the airport, they were hit by a speeding truck.

The rear door was directly hit and deformed. Fortunately, her husband was lucky and was rescued by a passer-by. However, the hostess and her daughter burned to death due to the spontaneous combustion of the car, leaving no bones left.

Almost a month has passed, and the driver who caused the accident has not been found. Liu Xu is still unconscious in the hospital.

Chen Feng didn't study and didn't know anything, but she knew one thing, that is, if Liu Xu died, the family would be over.

Thinking about it, Chen Feng wet his eyes again.

"Your husband will wake up tomorrow."

The cold voice came again.

"Really?"

Chen Feng can't care so much now, even if the little girl in front of her lied to her, Chen Feng is willing to believe it.

"But he will die tomorrow."

Before Chen Feng could be happy, a basin of cold water was poured down.

"Little girl you!"

"Is there always someone guarding the door of your husband's ward?"

Before Chen Feng could speak, Cen Shu raised her sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and asked.

"How, how do you know?"

(End of this chapter)