Famous doctor and virtuous woman

Chapter 253 The Little One Is Sick 18
Wen Wan'er laughed and said: "Then the next time the draw is the same as the current draw, isn't it? Just relax and go draw a lottery. I heard that the lottery is quite accurate."

Si Yun: "..."

It's okay to say it's not accurate, but the more accurate it is, the less she really dares to smoke.

But can she say that?Of course not!
Si Yun couldn't help thinking of a way, how to refuse the request for a lottery, but unfortunately the journey was too short, and she didn't think of a way to refuse until she got to the place where the lottery was requested.

The old monk closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the futon on the ground. There were twelve bamboo tubes in front of him, and there were a lot of sticks in them.

"Teacher, I want to ask for a lottery for my adopted son, begging for life." Wen Wan'er knelt down, looked at the old monk respectfully, her eyes were full of pleas.

The old monk opened his eyes, glanced at Wen Wan'er, pushed out one of the bamboo tubes, then closed his eyes again, and said calmly: "Be careful."

Wen Wan'er held the bamboo tube in both hands, and thanked the old monk gratefully.

With the sound of the lottery being drawn, a lottery fell off after a while, Wen Wan'er stopped shaking, put the bamboo tube back, picked up the lottery, and handed it to the old monk respectfully: "Master, This is signed, please release the lot for the foolish woman."

The old monk opened the sign and looked at it, then threw the sign back into the bamboo tube, then nodded, and explained: "This is the sign on the sign, and the sign said that although this child has to go through some hardships, as long as you relax a little bit, It is bound to be rich and long-lived forever."

"Thank you, Master." Wen Wan'er hurriedly thanked her.

"You don't have to worry, he is destined to have someone to help him, so he can get through this time safely." The old monk opened his eyes again, and closed them again after saying this sentence.

Hearing this, Wen Wan'er was overjoyed, isn't that what she's worried about now?But since the master said so, maybe he can really pass this hurdle.

From Wen Wan'er's point of view, the little one has indeed suffered a lot. When there was a famine, he almost starved to death with his own mother, and now he has whooping cough. The hardships given to him are not small. This poor child is really Life is bitter.

But fortunately, what was asked for was the signature.

Si Yun's expression was a bit strange, and he curled his lips secretly in his heart, saying that this answer is a bit tricky, it's ambiguous, even if there is a big change in the future, or if he dies in the next moment, he probably won't be able to find out what's wrong with this monk.

But what the old monk added later was an act of smashing his own job.

I don't know if his lottery will really work.

"Little Yunyun, come quickly and ask for a lottery too." Wen Wan'er was so happy that she couldn't help tugging at Si Yun's sleeve, motioning for her to ask for a lottery too.

"Me?" Si Yun pointed to his nose, and laughed sarcastically, "Let's forget it."

At this moment, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes, gave Si Yun a very strange look, then pushed out the three bamboo tubes, and said, "Girl, you can smoke one of the three as well. Lao Na will release the sign for you for free."

Si Yun was surprised: "Do you still need money to release the sign?"

Wen Wan'er's face froze, and suddenly a drop of sweat rolled down the back of her head. She hurriedly tugged on Si Yun's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "This request is free of charge, but under normal circumstances, Teacher and Father won't give you a lottery. I have to go outside to give money to find someone to release the lottery. But sometimes the master will also give away the lottery, just like today, so it is not uncommon to ask for some sesame oil money, which is a contribution to the Buddha."

(End of this chapter)