Who understands? I took the library with me to farm

Chapter 43 Boycott the Nanny Boy

Unexpectedly, Zhou Fulu actually spoke at this time.

"Grandma, I think we should just listen to my aunt and find a reliable master in Jiuxing Village to do the math. I'll be happy if we decide early!"

This damn pig head! He only knows how to marry a wife, so he doesn't pee himself in it. He just looks at himself to see if he is worthy of her!
  "Sister Xiao Xi must also be anxious to know when she can marry me. She doesn't say anything, but she is as anxious as anything in her heart."

When Feng Liu heard this, she felt sick.

Mrs. Zhou took her grandson's words as a guideline and changed her mind.

"Oh, my eldest grandson has grown up and is sensible. He knows what is on my wife's mind. I think so too. Xiao Xi, the girl, looks silent and doesn't know how anxious she is, just like a kitten scratching her paws. Bar!"

After saying that, the grandfather and grandson laughed stickyly.

Feng Xiaoxi: Thank you! I'm anxious, anxious for you two to disappear before my eyes!

"That's it. Let's take the children to Hu Taixian's house tomorrow. She is very good in our village. It's just right for her to help treat Yuen Long's illness."

Mrs. Feng Liu quickly interrupted the adultery between her grandfather and grandson.

Early the next morning, Mrs. Feng Liu took the Zhou family's grandparents, her daughter Xiaoxi, and Yuen Long's couple to Hu Daxian's house.

Along the way, Zhou Fulu clung to Xiao Xi like a dog-skin plaster and kept chattering beside her.

"My grandma said, go and pray for a happy day today, and you will get married next year!
  In the past six months, you have to keep your innocence at home. Don't get close to any men, and you can't even talk. I think it's dirty! "

The complaints in He Miao's heart could be written into a short story, is it too dirty? Why don't you think you're dirty if you don't take a shower?
  Feng Xiaoxi's footsteps were scattered, obviously avoiding him and not wanting to listen to his nonsense, but Zhou Fulu didn't have any discernment.

He followed Xiao Xi closely and kept outputting the foul thoughts in his mind.

"Learn more about housework and cooking at home, so that my grandma will be happy, you know?"

You look so thin, you have to eat more. My grandma said that fatter women need bigger butts to be more fertile.

I want to marry you home, but if you want to keep the family alive, you have to have more children! "

Continue the incense? Your family is so poor that they can't even afford to wear underwear, and there is no successor to the throne. Which one is more popular and which one is more popular?

You keep saying "my grandma said", you baby boy, you might as well live with your grandma for the rest of your life!

I can't bear it anymore, no need to bear it anymore!

He Miao took a long stride and rushed between the two of them. He slashed with his left and right hands and tore off the "dog skin plaster".

"Well, Cousin Zhou, before fortune-telling, try to stay as far away as possible, otherwise it will be easy for the auras to collide, and it will not be accurate then!"

Zhou Fulu rolled his eyes at He Miao dissatisfied: "My grandma said that you are a coward, so you should stay away from us!"

He Miao: Hey! I have such a bad temper! Was it Liang Jingru who gave you the courage?
  The complaints in the heart must be kept in the heart, and the peace on the surface must still be maintained, and all efforts must not be wasted.

"Well, my cousin is right, so please go ahead first! Please." He Miao said this through clenched teeth.

Zhou Fulu thought she was really scared, and immediately walked ahead proudly.

After finally getting rid of this "plague god", Feng Xiaoxi looked at her third sister-in-law gratefully.

After a while, we arrived at Hu Daxian's small courtyard. It was the off-season for the "god and Buddha" industry, and the small courtyard was very deserted.

Several people went in, and Mrs. Feng Liu walked in front and gently opened the door of the main room.

"Come in—come in—" a long-pitched voice came from inside.

Ms. Feng Liu waved her hand, motioning for those following her to be quiet, and walked in slowly.

The main hall is not big, and there are many spiritual objects and incense candles enshrined in the fairy hall. The atmosphere is gloomy and there is no sunlight at all.

In a dark corner, there was a man sitting cross-legged on a futon with a black and white veil on his head. Looking at his mysterious appearance, he must be the legendary Hu Daxian. Mrs. Feng Liu first paid homage to the various spiritual objects in the Buddhist shrines, and then placed three sticks of incense before speaking.

"Great Immortal, the believer came here to ask for something. I..."

Before he finished speaking, Hu Daxian let out a long sigh and said, "No need to say more, I know it myself."

Mrs. Feng Liu glanced at Mrs. Zhou and whispered: "Third aunt, this one is very powerful. She can figure out everything."

Mrs. Zhou was dubious: "Oh, you don't need to tell me, I can read it myself."

At present, she still holds a skeptical attitude, mainly because she does not believe in the judgment ability of her stupid and lazy nephew-in-law.

Hu Daxian held his ten fingers in a serious manner and moved them randomly in no order. After a while, he suddenly stopped, raised his voice, and spoke in a long tone.

"There is a young man and woman among you, and good things are about to happen. Are you here to pray for a good day when things will come true?"

"That's right, Immortal, it's my daughter who wants to discuss marriage." Mrs. Feng Liu responded quickly.

"Well, okay, let the two of you come forward, palms facing up, and I'll take a look at each other."

Mrs. Zhou quickly pushed her grandson over, and Xiao Xi also stepped forward slowly.

The two of them faced Hu Daxian, stretched out their palms, and exposed their palms.

Hu Daxian still buried his face deeply in the gauze curtain, only stretched out his two hands and rubbed their palms.

After another long while, his whole body suddenly trembled, and his voice gradually became higher, piercing people's eardrums.

Feng Yuanlang had been following him obediently. Before going out, He Miao made him pear blossom preserves to make him obedient. Now, he was so frightened by Hu Daxian's behavior that he shrank behind He Miao.

He covered his ears with his hands and muttered: "Yuen Long is afraid, go away, wife, go away!"

He Miao quickly comforted him, pulled him to the door, found a copy of "Detective Conan", and handed it to him without caring whether he could read it or not.

"Yuen Long, please read this painting book quietly and don't be seen by anyone, otherwise you won't be able to read it in the future!"

When Yuen Long saw a painting book with novel pictures, he nodded and huddled at the door to read through it.

Here, Hu Daxian was still trembling and mumbling something.

He Miao: Sister Hu, it’s almost done. Why is acting so addictive? If the director doesn't say it's stuck, the performance is not over yet?
  She rolled her right hand into a fist, put it to her lips, and coughed lightly as if inadvertently, intending to remind Hu Daxian to stop being nice and stop scaring people.

Hu Daxian slowly opened his eyes behind the gauze curtain, glanced at He Miao, then returned to normal, and sighed again.

"The man below is twenty-four years old, his zodiac sign is Snake, and his zodiac sign is Mulberry. He is destined to get promoted and make a fortune!"

"Master! You can calculate the zodiac sign and destiny with just one touch. You are so amazing!" Mrs. Zhou excitedly gave thumbs up.

"Master just said that my dear grandson can get promoted and make a fortune. Is this true?"

He Miao: Zundu is fake? This old woman is not very moral, so I believe her.

Hu Daxian shouted sternly: "Shut up, your life is not over, so don't talk anymore!"

The old woman was so frightened that she immediately fell silent, clasped her hands together and bowed, muttering in a low voice: "Don't blame me, don't blame me, it's the old woman who is rude."

Hu Daxian: "Don't disturb me when my master is cutting off your destiny, otherwise it will disturb your destiny and cause serious consequences, and I won't be able to save it!"

When Zhou Fulu heard this, he turned around, grabbed his grandma, and whispered: "Grandma, can you shut up, or you will ruin my good destiny!"

Mrs. Zhou bowed repeatedly, hoping to make up for her reckless behavior just now.

(End of this chapter)