"Hey, it's such a cold day for a little girl, why are you here again?"

In January, every corner of the capital was still depressed, and even the wind became fierce, and it was twitching everyone's face with its teeth and claws, causing pain.

The question was a man who was half middle-aged but not middle-aged, half old and half old. He wore a pair of sunglasses, his mouth was covered tightly with a scarf, his head was covered with thick felt, and his hands were inserted into each other's cuffs.

The person asked was pondering for a moment and said to the man: "I don't seem to have enough living expenses." After answering the man's words, Wenjiu lowered his eyebrows and thought about when Wenjiu had so short of money. It was really unbearable to go back to the past...

"Little girl, it's not my brother who said you! Why don't you ask for an adult if you don't have living expenses? You are less than 20 years old and may not have achieved success in a year. I know that your young people are popular now, so my brother doesn't resist. That independence is a good thing, but you can't come out to deceive people at a young age, right?"

Wen Jiu, who was stunned by the words, looked at the man who was also setting up a fortune teller next to him in confusion, as if he was making a fool of himself, and his peach blossom eyes were filled with mist, as if he was refuting innocently. In fact, Wen Jiu was only stunned for a moment.

However, the latter doesn't think so. This street is a fortune telling street. Many people live here with books. No one is forced to buy and sell, but they all look at one voluntary. The superiors may also think that placing them in one place is convenient for control, so they turn a blind eye.

It was only one or two days after the Chinese New Year. If there was not a bad guy at home, he would not have started construction now. Therefore, there would not be only the two of them on the whole street. I thought I was alone, but I didn't expect a familiar shadow to appear on the street.

At this time, he felt a little emotional with the same fate: "Little girl, please go home early after hearing what the old man said! Your family probably looked for you everywhere. You said you should not pick this time if you are angry. This place is too cold. Seeing that the snow has not melted, you should buy a scarf to cover your face. Isn't your girl the most precious face? Don't get frozen."

"I have no relatives." It seems that I have been lonely for a long time in my previous life. Seeing someone saying these words to me was quite fresh, Wen Jiu couldn't help but reply, even though this person's eyes were not good...

But the next second, she was interrupted by the other party's heartbroken face. Did she say something she shouldn't say? Or are the people in this place so strange?

Wen Jiu didn't know that the old man next to him just thought she was unfilial and refused to recognize her family because he was angry. In fact, it was not a big blame for him. Wen Jiu woke up and lived in this club body. After looking at the memories in front of him, he probably had an understanding of the world. He didn't know that the clothes he was wearing were all commonly known as brand-name clothes that could only be bought in large shopping malls.

Just as the old man was about to say something, a nice female voice came over, but she lost her beauty because of a little trembling.

"Master, Master, I, I want to tell my mother fortune." The person who came was dressed very thickly, and his eyes were a little red.

The old man beside Wen Jiu also thought that it was because it was cold that the woman's voice was trembling.

"That girl," the master took a cinnabar pen that he had bought for a few dollars and handed it to the woman: "Write a word on it and tell me your mother's birthday."

Seeing that the woman seemed to be trembling with cold and writing hard on the paper, the master began to look at the person who came in without any trace, and he also came to a conclusion in his heart.

It's only been two days since the Chinese New Year. When I heard that the woman didn't have a local accent, I was afraid that she hadn't come home during the Chinese New Year, and I was worried about my family and wanted to listen to some good things here. The master, who thought he had guessed everything, smiled and smiled slightly at the salary today.

Wen Jiu, who was standing by, chose the person next to him, and did not speak. He just looked at the person who came silently, and looked at the words written on it by the woman, listening to the birthday that the woman said.

After the woman finished writing, she looked up and met her dark eyes. She trembled and felt a little more comfortable and felt much more at ease.

"Master, this is your daughter, she is so beautiful."

It's not just about being beautiful, the master and the woman silently added in their hearts, and that temperament and face are so strong that they are better than those popular stars.

"No, no, this person is also a fellow traveler, haha." The master turned around and took the word written by the woman. It was the word "An" and knew it in his heart.

"Beauty, you see, your word is really well written. Although your mother is a little ill recently, there will be no major problems with your ancestors, but...," the master pretended to frown without saying a word.

The woman opposite immediately became nervous and her whole face became anxious.

"What did your mother tell you recently?"

"Yeye yeye, my mother called me and said that my dad was coming to find her. She said she was going with my dad. Master, do you think it's my dad's..."

When the master heard this, he sneered in his heart, "Isn't that right? If you don't go home during the Chinese New Year, your mother will not be able to find an excuse to let you go home, but it's also pitiful. My father is gone at a young age.

"Ah, this is all a trivial matter. During the Chinese New Year's Groupe, it is inevitable that your father will come to find your mother. I have a ghost-exorcist talisman here. When you go home, you will deliver the talisman to your mother. Remember to deliver it to yourself, do you know?" The master suddenly looked at the woman sternly and said.

The woman holding a ghost-exorcist in her hand was afraid that she would not have enough, so she took another one and held it tightly in her hand and said, "Master, see how much is the total cost."

"You and I have a fate, too. One 188-piece ghost-exorcist talisman, I will give you one today, one 188."

"Okay, okay." The woman quickly pulled out two photos of Grandpa Mao and said, "No need to find a master."

After saying that, he turned around, took a step forward, and suddenly looked at the Wenjiu stall. There were triangles made of yellow paper on it, but there were no words. I don’t know why the woman just thought that something could make herself more comfortable.

"master."

Wenjiu raised her head slightly and said nothing.

"Master, what is yours? Why don't you have any words?"

"Ping An Talisman." Wen Jiu looked at the woman, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly and returned to normal.

"How much does it cost to two master?" the woman said, and picked up her wallet and prepared to give it to her.

Looking at the black on the woman's forehead, Wenjiu slowly stretched out her index and middle fingers like tender green onions.

The woman was stunned and said, "Two hundred, right! OK, I want two."

The woman took it out and placed it on the table in front of Wenjiu. She was about to get two talismans, but she was slightly pressed by Wenjiu's white jade-like palms. The warm touch made the woman sigh slightly, and then she looked at Wenjiu in confusion.

Wenjiu is called Wen Gongzi by the world. Mr. Wen, who only counts three fortunes a year, has never been treated so rudely. He thought in his heart and was inevitably a little displeased with his own understanding. This place is said to be equal to men and women. Why is this person in front of him so rude? How can her Wenjiu be so cheap?

"I'm talking about 20,000." The tone was already filled with displeasure.

The woman was also stunned. She didn't understand where she offended her, otherwise why she would be so expensive. The master next to her had already seen two hundred and sighed that the little girl was still alive and had picked two hundred for nothing.

Isn’t it just picking up a piece of yellow paper or cinnabar? I can’t bear to buy some, and I don’t fool any words.

The woman pulled her hand back and was about to turn around and left. She didn't know why she wanted to get that thing. Thinking of her mother's crying, she gritted her teeth and stared at Wen Jiu and said, "I'll send it to you later, can I? I don't have that much cash now."

Wen Jiu said nothing, silently pulled out the world's cell phone from his pocket and said, "You can transfer money!"

"······" This is the woman He Shan at this time.

"······" This is the old man who was cheating next to him at this time.

The two of them were stunned by this look, and they couldn't help but frown at their stupidity. However, when they thought that there was no food in their refrigerator, they suppressed their temper and said, "Don't you both? I can teach you how to turn it."

After saying that, he sincerely opened his cell phone and taught him step by step. Seeing that the woman did not respond, he frowned even more and said simply: "How about you tell me the password and I will transfer it for you, don't worry, you won't transfer it for more."

At this time, Wen Jiu obviously forgot that she was not Mr. Wen from that world. Her anxious appearance made He Shan even more doubtful if she really felt something was wrong. How could she think this thing was useful to her?

"Uh, that's not needed. I already have the ghost-exorcist talisman. I don't want your little sister for the time being. Thank you!"

Looking at the woman's pace of running away, Wen Jiu's face was stunned, her eyes were a little dim, and she silently stuffed her phone back into her pocket, thinking that she might be hungry again today, and even her black head lost its luster. She looked like an abandoned puppy, with her head hunched.

The old man next to him couldn't help feeling distressed when he looked at the warm wine, "That, little girl, you can't be so mean."

What a silly thing? You are just stupid, even if you are stupid, you are not allowed to teach me. I am still angry and embarrassed, and I am still untrustful to me. I also made me happy for nothing...

"Xiao Jiu?"

The old man wanted to say something, but he didn't want to be interrupted by a scream. He looked up at the source of the sound. What a good guy, he actually had a winged car.

Wen Jiu also heard it, looked up at the man who had already walked towards him, and was slightly stunned, then realized that this was the uncle with his body.

"Uncle!" Wen Jiu called out to his uncle obediently, his head drooped again, and he was hungry, so hungry.

In fact, Wen Jiu now wants to go to her relatives with this body to have a meal. But in Wen Jiu’s memory, this body is not liked by her relatives at all, and it’s not their fault. This body is really not likable at all. It’s light to say it’s not likable, and it’s hard to beat her. The whole world owes her. She has a gloomy personality and a sinister temperament. She always uses her dead mother to suppress her relatives on her mother’s side.

On the contrary, she was very ungrateful to her father who had been taking the mistress's illegitimate child home since her biological mother died. She insisted that her father and mother were killed by her grandfather and uncles. Her grandfather and uncle forced her mother to death because she looked down on her father's background.

A month ago, her biological father was finally willing to take her home, but the condition was to steal a contract. In the end, the contract was naturally stolen. Her grandfather was finally disappointed and was taken back to the Zhao family.

As a result, after living for less than a week, the money my grandfather gave was finally coaxed by the person named Zhao, and the person was driven out. If he couldn't accept the reality, he committed suicide by cutting his wrist during the Chinese New Year three days ago, and then he had the warm wine now.

Wen He didn't like the little niece that his sister had desperately given birth to, but his father liked it, so he turned a blind eye to him.

Wen Jiu was setting up a stall here and he happened to be talking to someone on the opposite side. Looking at Wen Jiu's dark little head after being rejected, Wen He protected his shortness and got out of the car and rubbed his niece's head, who had never been likable. Well! The touch felt very good and soft.

"Give it to you," Seeing Wen Jiu's puzzled (looking at the fool), Wen He coughed unnaturally: "Hold it, my Wen family doesn't have to do this trick. Go back early to rest when it's cold."

After saying that, President Wen felt a little hot on his face, so he threw down his card and strode away.

To be honest, Wen He didn't know why he suddenly cared about this niece. He obviously hated it before, but it would be good if the part of the genes that the Zhao family broke was missing.

Holding the warm wine of the black card in my hand, my eyes were full of doubts. I pinched the material of the card with my fingers. Otherwise, what can I buy this thing? It's so small, it seems that this uncle really doesn't like me, alas~
Chapter completed!