My dear President, Please make a detour

There was a fortune teller outside the hall. Qin Zijin took Jian Qianyu and came over.

The stall owner is a middle-aged uncle who is very fairyland. When he saw them coming, he shook the fan with the divine calculation, smiled and asked, "who wants to calculate?"

Jian Qianyu raised his eyebrows and said, "aren't you a god operator? Why? Can't you figure out who we are your customers?"

The divine teller smiled: "Sir doesn't believe me, so it doesn't matter whether you count or not, and this lady is concerned about her family, so -"

"You probably want to calculate for your children."

Qin Zijin heard the speech and smiled: "the master is right. I really want to calculate for my son."

The diviner nodded and looked at the little crying bag in Jian Qianyu's arms: "what's his birthday eight characters?"

Qin Zijin thought about it and reported it to him.

The divine arithmetic child wrote down his birthday in his heart, touched some places of the little crying bag, and finally had a clear expression.

"Master, my son he..." Qin Zijin asked a little nervously.

The divine arithmetic son smiled: "don't worry, your child's life is very good, but before he was three years old, he still had some waves."

"Hmm?" Qin Zijin immediately mentioned a heart: "master, can you talk about it specifically? Waves..."

"It's all dangerous." the divine arithmetic child said, and pinched the face of pinching the small crying bag. The small face is soft and easy to pinch: "he's a convinced man. After he's three years old, everything will go well."

Qin Zijin pursed his lips.

She didn't want the child to suffer any waves at all.

"Master, can I ask you for a peace talisman?" Qin Zijin said, "or bless him and be healthy."

Qin Zijin thought, since the master has calculated the waves after crying, can the talisman sought from him also protect crying bag to be more safe in the face of those waves.

The divine arithmetic child smiled and said, "OK, I have a light Rune here. It's good for him to wear it."

Qin Zijin took it and thanked him seriously.

While Jian Qianyu was on the side, he felt deeply unreliable about this scene.

However, looking at Qin Zijin's cheerful appearance, he was also interested and didn't interrupt.

Qin Zijin got the Fu and chatted with the divine operator for a while. Finally, he left with a smile on his face.

Qin Zijin still said, "Qian Huan, I really think the master just now has some skills. Maybe I'll come and ask him to calculate for you one day?"

When Jian Qianyu heard the speech, he smoked from the corners of his mouth.

"No," Jian Qianyu refused. "Just give it to my son. I don't need this."

Qin Zijin curled his mouth, looked at his expression, and then explained: "in fact, I calculate this, just for peace of mind."

Whether it's accurate or not, ask to know in advance, and you'll be more secure in your heart.

Jian Qianyu took out a hand and rubbed her hair: "I know your mind, but with me, I will protect you and crying bag."

Whatever waves and twists and turns, he will turn them into ashes one by one.

Qin Zijin smiled, stood on tiptoe and kissed his face quickly.

Jian Qianyu only felt his cheeks hot. Before he could react, he saw that Qin Zijin had run for several steps.

Jian Qianyu hooked his lips and hurried over.

Not long after, they came under the marriage tree.

There are many red ribbons wrapped around the marriage tree.

Qin Zijin looked up. His name was written in ink on the red ribbon and hung on the tree one by one. The wind blew and rustled. The scenery was particularly beautiful.

Jian Qianyu took her by the wrist and looked up with her side by side.

"How beautiful." Qin Zijin couldn't help sighing.

Jian Qianyu led her aside, like a man by a tree who bought red silk cloth and borrowed ink and pen.

"Qin Zijin." Jian Qianyu wrote her name,

Seeing this, Qin Zijin also grabbed the pen and wrote his name.

On the side of the name, Jian Qianyu held Qin Zijin's hand. They wrote a line together: "life after life, white head will not leave."

The red silk was thrown up. Qin Zi looked at her calmly, and his beautiful eyes bent into crescent moon.

"Qian Yu, can this marriage tree really protect our marriage?" Qin Zijin leaned on his arm and asked softly.

Jian Qianyu nodded and said, "yes."

However, even if there is no marriage tree, their marriage will be intertwined in this life and will never be separated.

"Do you feel tired?" Qin Zijin asked in a good mood as he looked at the little crying bag that was sleeping and spitting bubbles in his arms in the evening.

Jian Qianyu said lightly, "not tired, are you tired?"

Qin Zijin nodded: "yes, we've been wandering here all day."

Jian Qianyu looked at the time on his watch: "we should go back."

Qin Zijin took the crying bag from his arms: "OK, let's go back."

The two men walked forward with the sleeping baby in their arms in the afterglow of the sunset.

Two adjacent figures are infinitely elongated

On the way, Qin Zijin looked at the crying bag and slept so well. He couldn't help yawning one by one.

"You can sleep by yourself," said Jian Qianyu, seeing that she was sleepy.

Qin Zijin tilted his head, and his voice was a little vague: "OK... Call me when you arrive."

I was sleeping heavily. Suddenly, the car bumped violently.

Qin Zijin's head accidentally knocked on the glass and burst into tears.

"Hiss..." Qin Zijin sucked the air conditioner and rubbed his eyes: "Qian Yu, what's the matter?"

Jian Qianyu stepped on the brake and his face was not very good-looking: "something suddenly rushed out."

Qin Zijin was startled: "didn't you hit someone?"

Jian Qianyu opened the door and said, "you sit in the car and I'll see what it is."

When he got to the car, Jian Qianyu just felt a little stunned.

It was a monkey who took the initiative to bump into it.

Moreover, he is also a monkey he has an impression of.

At first, he competed with Yin Ming into the mountain. In the mountain, he was counted as a timer, thanks to the monkey

"Why are you here?" Jian Qianyu murmured, extending his hand to it.

The monkey's neck is bald, and its eyes are rolling.

He seemed to know Jian Qianyu and took the initiative to stretch out his paw.

It seems quite spiritual.

As he lifted his claws, Jian Qianyu caught a glimpse of his feet.

They were all hurt. Now they are bloody and painful.

Moreover, the injury was obviously not just hit, but hit by something.

"What's going on..." Jian Qianyu wondered, but his hand moved quickly. He directly picked up the monkey and took it to the car.