I was a fortune teller in 90

Chapter 38 The destined lonely man

She discovered last time that the old man had small sunken eyes, a long life, but a withdrawn personality. The fish tail and the adulterous door were messy and sunken. His wife had a childbirth shock, and his daughter-in-law would most likely die in childbirth. The palace of children and grandchildren collapsed, and it was another sign of losing a son in middle age. This old man is destined to be a lonely man, with no one to see him die.

The old man raised his cloudy eyes and stared at Dai Qing for a moment, "It's not interesting to be alone without a living head."

"This is fate, but living well is also considered responsible for yourself, and your journey in this world is not in vain."

Although the people around him did not have good outcomes, he was a man of longevity who had to endure loneliness.

Listening to Dai Qing's indifferent tone, the old man looked at her in surprise, "Why don't people like me die?"

Dai Qing: "..."

This is fate, let her answer however she wants.

I carried the vegetables back home, fried half of the chicken, and stuffed the other half into the refrigerator. Although it was just a simple two-door door, in this era, it was considered an expensive appliance.

Grandpa bought all the refrigerators and water heaters at home. When others were fighting for a ticket, grandpa bought everything for the family.

The only thing missing was a bicycle. Grandpa was afraid that it would be unsafe for a girl to ride a bicycle, so he didn't buy one. But she doesn’t lack anything used at home.

Just looking at the skirts, shirts, boss pants, and small leather shoes hanging in the cabinet, you can see how much grandpa loves her.

But because of her grandfather's profession, she couldn't hold her head up outside. She had an inferiority complex and was lukewarm towards him. Thinking about it now, she really wanted to give herself a slap in the face.

Without her grandfather's ability, she would not even have the basic guarantee of life.

Dai Qing recovered her mind and cooked the meal silently. After eating and drinking, she continued to meditate and practice her mental skills. After nearly two months of practice, she had figured out the trick.

The power in her Dantian not only eliminates fatigue, but also makes her more and more powerful. She estimated that she would not necessarily lose in a fight now.

She just lacked practice and didn't know how to use her strength.

Tonight was the last night shift. After taking a short break, Dai Qing went to the car to take over the shift as soon as it arrived.

It is also a comfortable thing to block the car quietly and work without any distractions.

Since Liu Ming was taken down by Cao Yingzi, her position has been completely quiet.

Dai Qing didn't feel tired when she got off work at 8 o'clock in the morning. She went home, took a shower, washed clothes, cleaned up, and then went to bed to catch up on her sleep.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, she got up on time and took the bus to the Dongcheng Furniture Market. After walking around for two hours, she fell in love with a rattan recliner. The boss said it was imported from the south and the price was 80. If it was a penny less, she wouldn't sell it. But delivered to your home.

This price is indeed very expensive compared to current wages.

Fortunately, she made a small fortune a few days ago and was paid her salary. In order to lie comfortably in the future, Dai Qing gritted her teeth and paid the money, got on the three-wheeler, and asked her boss to deliver it to her home.

The lounge chair is placed under the grape trellis. It looks so leisurely that even the boss is envious.

"This wicker chair is not afraid of water, and it will be fine if it gets wet. Go there when you have free time, and feel comfortable with the gods. You are such a filial girl. It is better to be a daughter, knowing that you feel sorry for your parents."

I don’t blame the boss for thinking wrong. Rocking chairs are always standard equipment for the elderly. Young people are lively and active. No one likes to lean into a recliner and be a fool.

After the boss left, Dai Qing wiped the rocking chair with a rag, made another cup of chrysanthemum tea, placed it on the small square table next to it, and lay down in it with a book.

(End of this chapter)