“……”
The villagers shouted in succession. It seems that everyone has more faith in this famous psychic Chen chen hansheng than in praising him.
Dad hesitated. "Then get someone to call him?"
"Xiao Wu, you are confused!" Uncle Wu, who is highly respected in the village, stared at his father and said, "Why don’t you ask someone with such ability to come and ask him to come?" Go to Chenjiacun with yourself! "
"Oh," Dad did an epiphany.
Uncle Wu glared at Sister-in-law Zhang again and said, "I shouldn’t have looked for her in the first place. She can’t even compare with Chen’s little finger fingernail!"
Zhang Sao’s silent language
My father took my mother and me to go, but suddenly I remembered something and stopped to look back. Everyone was embarrassed for a long time without saying anything.
Uncle Wu asked, "Why don’t you go?"
Dad looked embarrassed and said, "Which one of you has the money to lend me some?"
Uncle Wu said, "How much do you want?"
"I want … one hundred." Dad wanted to think and said.
Uncle Wu was surprised. "Why do you need so much?"
Dad said, "Please calculate Chen Shao’s price?"
"Forget it!" Uncle Wu didn’t good the spirit way "I also what are you going to do psychic Chen don’t want money! It’s all a matter of heart to give more or less. If the poor come, there will be no money, and the rich will naturally not give less to others. It doesn’t matter to you. "
"Ah?" Dad was stunned.
"Don’t hurry!" Uncle Wu urged again
"Oh, oh," my father dragged me and my mother away this time.
We didn’t eat breakfast, didn’t sleep well all night, and didn’t feel sleepy. Chenjiacun is the largest village in Fiona Fang for dozens of miles. There are nearly 10,000 villagers, and the population of Chen is five or six thousand villages. It’s not too far away from us. It’s just three or four miles across a hill.
Yingshui flows through a road next to their village, and goes straight into the north-south avenue in the village from the highway entrance. At first glance, it is extremely spacious, but at first glance, you can’t see the rows of tile houses, which are neat and clean. I don’t know how many times it is more magnificent than our village.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion or why. Although I haven’t seen anyone since our parents entered Chenjiacun, I always feel that there are many pairs of eyes staring at me secretly, but when I look back, I find nothing.
I think I’m being paranoid.
As I walked along, I saw a stone standing in front of every house in the village, with three big characters "Shi Gandang" engraved on it.
Every door building is also embedded with a mirror, which is particularly dazzling against the sun.
There are also people who have copper bells hanging from the eaves. When the wind blows, they make a "Lingling" ringing, which is very pleasing to the ear.
I feel much better.
Mom took dad’s arm and said, "His dad, look at people here. It’s just not the same as our village. Every family here can visit fortune-teller and pull a child out casually. I don’t know why. I feel all down-to-earth when I walk here."
Dad said, "Let’s find someone to ask where the psychic Chen lives."
As soon as Dad’s voice fell, I saw a man waddling out of the corner behind the house, humming a ditty and fiddling with a deck of playing cards. He looked like he was fooling around.
Approached to hear his mouth hum is "won the money, won the money veteran gas is not bad …"
This man is very tall, with a single eyelid, and he seems to be in his early thirties. He is dressed neatly and his shoes are polished.
In my eyes, people who can afford to wear leather shoes are usually big shots, but my father can’t afford to wear them without them, but this man is obviously a gambler
Dad saw him and ran over and shouted "big brother!"
"Who are you calling big brother?" The man glanced at my dad and said, "Do you know me?"
"I don’t know," my dad said with a smile, "I’m from another village to inquire about someone with you." When talking, my dad touched a box of cigarettes from his pocket and wanted to smoke one and handed it to the man. Maybe he didn’t think it was enough, so he handed the whole box of cigarettes.
The man looked at it and didn’t pick it up. Maybe it’s because the smoke is not good, and it’s also 50 cents a box of "old yellow leather". How can people wearing leather shoes read it?
"Who are you looking for?" The man asked casually, then glanced at my mother and me. When his eyes fell on me, his small eyes with single eyelids suddenly widened and his look became extremely dignified!
"This child is not right!" He suddenly strode towards me, grabbed me and lifted my face. "It seems that I have hit something terrible. Heaven, Chiang Kai-shek and Shangen are all black, and there are signs of losing their minds. I’m afraid this child will be dead in seven days!"
My father, mother and I were all shocked by his sudden "attack", but when I heard his words, I was all shocked. My mother cried as soon as she heard it. "Master, you are capable! Please save my child, he is only six years old! "
"I can’t. You’ve met something too severe for me to save." The man shook his head.
My dad took out ten dollars from his pocket and shoved it into the man’s mouth and said, "A little something is not a tribute. Please keep it first …"
"Well, that’s the same rule." The man took the money. "Come with me. I’ll show you who you want to meet."
We all froze our father again and said, "Do you know who we are looking for?"
"Who else can I find? Divine calculation Chen Bai "the man should go.
Our family of three looked at each other and then quickly kissed my dad’s ass and said, "You are so amazing that you know who we are looking for without even asking."
"Nonsense," the man said rudely. "He is the most famous person in our village, and this matter of yours is also a piece of cake there. Who don’t you ask him for?"
"Do you think his old man will take care of us?" My dad asked cautiously.
"Don’t worry about me, he must be in charge," said the National People’s Congress.
Chapter Ma Yi, the chief of the clan, lured Sun into the phase
My parents are "oh" and I’m too shy to ask again. But I’m too young to know what to say and what not to say. Seeing that this is a gambler, why does he say that the psychic Chen will take care of it? So I came straight to the sentence "What?"
Mom and dad stared at me, but the man turned to look at me and smiled. "The little thing is still strange! Do you know what to ask? Guess who’ Shen Suan Chen’ is? "
"It’s chen hansheng!" I heard Zhang Sister-in-law say that Chen’s name was immediately called out.