Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 8 First Hexagram

Fortune telling and giving eggs?
People in the market had never heard such a statement before and couldn't help but gathered around.

But you can only stop and watch around the Gua stall.

How can there be such a good thing in the world? I'll help you tell your fortune and give you eggs. Isn't this some new trick?
[Plan to pass. 】

Jiang Fuyuan glanced around at the crowd who were looking at the eggs, and with a smile on his lips, he added more chips: "The first one to tell fortunes will get two eggs!"

The crowd exclaimed "Ouch".

The little stall owner just now said that these eggs are ten cents each, but two of them are twenty cents, which is equivalent to half a pound of pork leg.

Behind Jiang Fuyuan's invisible side, her eldest child Ke Mingsong couldn't help but frown in distress.

He originally planned to take the eggs home and hide them without selling them, along with other food he had secretly stored.

Even though he had been able to eat every meal for more than a month, he still couldn't change the habit of hiding food. He always felt that such a life was too good to be practical.

Several times he couldn't help but put his ear against his brother's chest in the middle of the night to listen for a heartbeat.

He always suspected that he and his brother had actually starved to death and were now an illusion after death.

Jiang Fuyuan didn't know what the eldest son was thinking. Now she just wanted to add more.

In this kind of mysterious and mysterious business, someone must come forward to speak out and truly tell others that her fortune telling is accurate.

"Three eggs, the time limit is ten. When I finish counting, no one wants to count. I can only say that the opportunity has not come." She pretended to lower her eyes and sighed sadly.

She stopped looking at the chattering crowd and kept counting to herself.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

When the countdown reached three, a lame old woman squeezed in front of the divination stall and said hoarsely: "I'll count."

Jiang Fuyuan quickly brought the stool under her butt to the old woman, helped her sit down, and then asked with a smile: "What do you want to count, old woman?"

The old woman's cloudy eyes only stared at the eggs: "It's nothing to just follow the lady."

She came here just for the eggs.

It doesn't matter what the calculation is, accurate or inaccurate, as long as she actually gives her three eggs in the end.

The old woman's naked gaze could be seen by anyone with eyes. Several people in the crowd covered their mouths and chuckled, and gathered closer as if watching the fun.

Jiang Fuyuan turned a blind eye to all this and only focused on looking at the old woman's face.

The three yins are thin and narrow, there are few fields and houses in the family, and the earth pavilion is plump. It should be rich in old age, but there is only a scar across the earth pavilion, breaking the appearance of prosperity.

Fortunately, the left and right cheekbones are full and have a faint red light. This is the aura of a noble offspring about to be born. The son will take care of the mother, and the mother will prosper the family.

"Does the old woman have a daughter-in-law who is about to give birth?"

The lame old woman was shocked. She didn't say anything about everything at home. How did this lady know that her daughter-in-law was about to give birth.

Some people in the crowd who knew the lame old woman were shocked when they heard this, and they lowered their heads and whispered to each other.

"How does she know the situation at Grandma Zhao's house?"

"Maybe it was a guess, or she had already inquired about the situation of Granny Zhao's family. This is the case for fortune tellers."

"I don't think so. She looks angry. She's not from our town. Maybe she has real skills?"

"Oh, if you ask me, she was just guessing. I haven't heard of any of the immortals you heard her talking about..."

The chatter of discussion reached other people's ears. More people participated in the discussion, and more people were curious. Everyone stretched their necks and looked at the Gua Tan, waiting for Jiang Fuyuan's next words.

The lame old woman was shocked and suspicious. She looked Jiang Fuyuan up and down. After confirming that the lady in question was indeed unfamiliar to her, she couldn't help but ask, "Madam, can my daughter-in-law give birth safely? Is the baby a grandson or a granddaughter?"

Granny Zhao only has one son, who is also a lame. After finally marrying a wife who can continue her family life, Granny Zhao certainly hopes to give birth to a fat grandson.

Gender was not within the scope of facial predictions. Jiang Fuyuan only smiled and replied: "They are all blessed children. Old lady, you are going to make a fortune."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd burst into laughter.Someone shouted: "Let's break up, let's break up. She is a liar. Who doesn't know that Mrs. Zhao's family is so poor that she can't afford to eat, so she can still make a fortune just like this?"

Another burst of laughter.

Granny Zhao's face flushed red from the laughter, and she held the egg basket tightly with her skinny fingers: "It's over, it's time to give me the three eggs that the lady said!"

She was brave and willing to tell fortunes in front of everyone. She deserved these three eggs.

If the lady of this hexagram dares to go back on her word, she will tear down this hexagram stall!

Jiang Fuyuan slowly picked out the three largest chicken eggs and stuffed them into Granny Zhao's hands: "Immortal Fuyuan values ​​credibility most, and we believers never go back on our word."

Putting three chicken eggs in her arms, Granny Zhao lowered her head and dragged her lame leg, pushing through the laughing crowd as fast as she could, and rushed home.

She walked so fast and buried her head so low, as if she could leave the laughter behind her and all the misery in an invisible distance.

As usual, her daughter-in-law was leaning against the door waiting for her early, holding her big belly in her hands.

"Mother-in-law is back. She's back so early today. Is it because all the needlework has been sold out?"

She is physically inconvenient and cannot go to the market to work as a stall, so she does some sewing at home on weekdays so that her mother-in-law can take it to sell to support the family.

Granny Zhao wiped the thin sweat from her forehead and forced a smile: "Hey, yes, it's early to close the stall today."

As she spoke, she pulled her daughter-in-law over to help her touch the eggs, and whispered in a low voice: "We have something delicious today."

She made a plan on the way, and boiled three pheasants. Her son would eat one, and her daughter-in-law would have to eat two to replenish the baby bumps in her belly.

"Ah! Where did the egg come from?" Zhao's daughter-in-law looked surprised.

My family is too poor to raise chickens, and eggs are a rarity.

"Don't worry about it." Granny Zhao said happily, "I'm going to light a fire and cook. You go and see if the medicine for my son is ready."

The daughter-in-law of the Zhao family nodded obediently, turned around and went to look at the medicine jar in the house. Before she had taken a few steps, she suddenly stumbled over something under her feet. She was frightened and her stomach shrank, and a stream of heat instantly flowed down her thighs.

"Mother... mother-in-law, I seem to be giving birth..."

When a woman gives birth to a child, she has been passing through the gates of hell since ancient times.

Zhao Fu listened to his wife crying hoarsely in the house, and Wen Po's "hard" calls made him feel heartbroken and anxious, dragging his lame leg around the yard.

"Mom, didn't you say you won't give birth until next month? How come Tweetie's fetus moved so early?"

Granny Zhao said with a bitter face: "I...I don't know. Cui'er was originally fine, but she stumbled like this...Oh, God bless..."

In her opinion, it was all the fault of that lady who said he was a lucky child. It must have been her nonsense that attracted God's attention and caused Cui'er to be born prematurely.

At this time, Granny Zhao wished she could go back to Gua Tan and tear Jiang Fuyuan apart.

"There is nothing in our yard, so why did we stumble..."

When he walked to the place where his mother said his daughter-in-law had fetal movements, Zhao Fu suddenly discovered that there was a small bump on the ground.

The porcelain is white and round, like... the top of a jar?

After pulling it with my hands a few times, there were still blue lines.

Zhao Fu quickly continued digging, and soon he dug out a white porcelain altar the size of two fists combined.

Shake and rattle.

He simply opened the top cover, turned the altar upside down, and instantly poured out a pile of copper plates, with a few small pieces of silver inside.

Granny Zhao was simply stunned. She had lived here for decades and never knew there was a money jar buried in her yard.

At this moment, loud and clear baby cries came from the room.

Po Wen shouted happily: "It's a baby, it's a baby! It's a dragon and a phoenix!"

(End of this chapter)