My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 5 Taoist Fortune Telling
Lu Yuan said with a smile, "I'm sorry, my sister was so hungry that she thought no one wanted her. How much is it? I'll compensate this lady."

"Who cares if you pay for that lousy bowl of noodles!"

The middle-aged woman said in a shrill voice, "Look at her poor, stingy appearance, like she's never seen food before... What I lost was a ring, a pure gold one! I lost it while I was eating noodles, and she was the only one who sat down at the table in the security footage, so she must have picked it up!"

Lu Yuan said sternly, "First of all, the surveillance footage didn't show her picking up your ring! Secondly, please watch your mouth!"

He didn't think Chen Xiaomiao would pick up any gold thumb ring; you can't eat those things.

The woman pulled out her phone in a panic: "What kind of attitude is this? Believe me or not, I'll call the police right now!"

Seeing that things were about to escalate, Chen Xiaomiao suddenly tugged at Lu Yuan's sleeve: "Lu Yuan... don't argue with her..."

She took a deep breath, trying to stop sobbing. Although tears still clung to her face, her expression became focused.

She closed her eyes slightly, her left thumb moving rapidly back and forth across the knuckles of her other four fingers, while she muttered incantations.

A few seconds later, she opened her eyes and said to the old woman, "Your...your gold thumb ring, go to the southeast, to a place with water and look for it...maybe you can find it."

"What the hell?"

The older woman laughed as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world, hands on her hips, "East, west, south, north? Water or no water? Little brat, stop playing tricks on me, hand over what you stole right now!"

"Southeast?"

Lu Yuan turned his head and saw that it was the location of the restroom.

Looking at the woman's hands, they looked like they had just been washed, as they were still damp.

He was filled with horror.

Goodness, could this young lady really know how to tell fortunes?

Lu Yuan reminded him, "Did you go to the restroom after you finished eating noodles? What if you accidentally dropped your ring in the sink? It's easy to slip on wet hands."

"Impossible! I..."

The woman instinctively retorted, but halfway through her sentence she began to doubt herself, admitting that she had indeed gone to the restroom after finishing her noodles.

The security guard was quick-witted. Following the principle of avoiding trouble, he immediately smoothed things over: "Ma'am, how about I go check over by the restroom? If it really fell there, it'll save you the trouble of calling the police, won't it?"

He quickly ran to the restroom and returned shortly afterward, carrying a small, glittering golden trinket.

"Hey lady! Hey lady! It really is stuck in the gap of the women's sink counter. Take a look, is this it?"

The older woman saw her ring in the security guard's hand and looked extremely embarrassed, but she still wouldn't back down: "Hmph! Who knows if she stole it out of guilt and secretly put it back in? Otherwise, how would she know where it was?"

The security guard advised again, "Oh, ma'am, it's good that you found it! The young girl probably has good eyesight and just happened to see it. Keep it safe and don't drop it again."

The matter was hastily concluded, and Lu Yuan dared not pursue the matter further.

There's nothing we can do; Chen Xiaomiao is an unregistered resident, and making a big fuss will only bring more trouble.

After closing the car door, Chen Xiaomiao finally breathed a long sigh of relief and slumped into her seat.

She timidly glanced at Lu Yuan in the driver's seat and whispered, "Lu Yuan... I... didn't I embarrass you? I shouldn't have eaten his leftovers..."

Seeing Chen Xiaomiao's cautious manner, as if afraid of being disliked, Lu Yuan felt even more guilty and gently instructed, "Tell me if you're hungry in the future. Everyone is doing alright now, at least we don't go hungry, there's no need to eat other people's leftovers."

"I know..."

"It's getting late, let's grab something to eat first, we still have to travel this afternoon."

Upon hearing that she could eat, Chen Xiaomiao's earlier fright and grievances were instantly wiped away, and she nodded her head rapidly.

"Eat? Yes, yes, yes!"

Arriving at the service area restaurant, Lu Yuan ordered two dishes and a soup: a plate of Kung Pao Chicken, a plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and a bowl of pork rib and kelp soup.

The food in this place is notoriously bad and expensive, so Lu Yuan had little appetite. He picked up his chopsticks a couple of times and then lost interest.

Chen Xiaomiao still ate with shining eyes, eating white rice with chicken, and she ate the rice very quickly.

In her opinion, Lu Yuan was incredibly kind to her.

It was only the second day, and she had already tasted meat.

Lu Yuan picked up his teacup, took a sip of water, and asked casually, "Xiao Miao, did you just have your fortune told?"

"Uh-huh!"

With her mouth full of food, Chen Xiaomiao mumbled a couple of indistinct replies.

Lu Yuan asked in surprise, "Can you Taoist priests really tell fortunes?" Chen Xiaomiao swallowed the food in her mouth, picked up her water cup, took a sip, wiped her mouth, and said, "My master used to say that the matter of fortune telling for us Taoist priests is very mysterious. If you believe in it, it exists; if you don't believe in it, it doesn't."

"With my limited skills, I can only predict where lost odds and ends go, or if someone's kid is going to have a bad day and fall on their bottom. At least I can figure that out!"

Lu Yuan followed up the conversation, "Then your master must be a highly accomplished Taoist master?"

"What enlightened master?!" Chen Xiaomiao sighed, giving a self-deprecating bitter smile. "If he were an enlightened master, he wouldn't have been chased by the Japanese like a stray dog, ultimately starving to death on the road..."

After a brief sigh of regret, she seemed to remember something, and her eyes regained their sparkle.

"But if we're talking about a true master, Chen Xiaoshu is the real master!"

His master said he was a once-in-a-century genius, with talent comparable to the founding master, and that he could learn everything on his own after only learning a little bit.

By the time I went down the mountain to fight the Japanese, my skills had already surpassed mine.

Lu Yuan's mind stirred slightly, but he listened calmly without showing any emotion.

It can be basically confirmed that Chen Xiaoshu is his maternal grandfather, Chen Shu.

Chen Xiaomiao continued, "Because Chen Xiaoshu is too powerful, my master always repeatedly warned him that his ability to peek into the secrets of heaven and change people's fate should be used to help the world and save people with great caution."

Anyone who dares to use it for personal gain will be punished by heaven and bring misfortune upon their descendants!

Lu Yuan's heart skipped a beat!

His maternal grandfather, Chen Shu, was a man with no background or education, yet his rise to wealth was incredibly smooth.

In the early 1980s, he took his family's meager savings and went south to Shenzhen; in the 1990s, when the internet was just emerging, he dared to invest heavily in it; after the millennium, before the real estate market had fully taken off, he precisely planned to acquire several plots of land that later became prime locations...

Every time he scouted a spot, it was as precise as if he could predict the future, making him seem like the protagonist of a rebirth novel.

Looking back now, everything has a source.

As for the misfortune affecting one's descendants...

Lu Yuan thought of his parents who had passed away unexpectedly, and a chill ran straight to the top of his head.

He forced down the turmoil in his heart, managed a fairly natural smile, and said half-jokingly, "So amazing? Then, Xiao Miao, can you tell my fortune and see how my luck is going lately?"

“Okay!” Chen Xiaomiao readily agreed: “Just write any character, and I’ll take a look at it.”

Lu Yuan glanced at the banner on the restaurant wall and, with a dab of tea on his index finger, wrote the character "锦" (jin, meaning brocade) on the table.

Chen Xiaomiao picked up her teacup, took a sip, and began to explain the characters to Lu Yuan at a leisurely pace.

"The character '锦' (jin) has '金' (jin, gold) on the left and '帛' (bo, silk) on the right. Since it is related to gold, it is naturally associated with wealth. So let's look at the character '帛' (bo), which has '白' (bai, white) on top and '巾' (jin, cloth) on the bottom."

White is the color of the West, belongs to the element of metal in the Five Elements theory, and signifies nobility and wealth.

The Shuowen Jiezi (a Chinese dictionary) states: "Bo (帛) is also called Zeng (缯)." Zeng is the general name for silk fabrics, which in ancient times was a substitute for money and also represented precious items.

This character falls directly on the character for 'silk', signifying the arrival of wealth and the God of Wealth.

After saying that, Chen Xiaomiao pointed to the lower half of the character "帛" (bo).

The character '巾' (jin) refers to a handkerchief worn close to the body, often used to symbolize a boudoir or curtains, representing femininity and romantic relationships. The character's shape, with its two hanging sides resembling silk threads, evokes the image of "the movement of the Red Phoenix Star, and the entanglement of love threads."

"Lend your auspicious words."

Although Lu Yuan was still a bit confused, he could roughly understand that Chen Xiaomiao had deduced that he would have good fortune in both wealth and romance recently.

Chen Xiaomiao waved her hand sheepishly, then reverted to her adorable self: "Hehe, I was just talking nonsense. These things are a matter of belief; if you believe them, they exist, if you don't, they don't. Don't take them too seriously; it's not good to take them too seriously."

Lu Yuan didn't say anything more, but silently picked up his teacup.

Fortune...

My maternal grandfather, Chen Shu, passed away, leaving behind a large sum of money.

However, in a legal sense, he is indeed the sole legal heir.

As for romantic luck...

Lu Yuan's gaze involuntarily fell upon the delicate and charming face in front of him.

What a charming and adorable little Taoist priest!

Could it be that they included themselves in the calculation?
(End of this chapter)