Space pretty doctor girl

Chapter 821 The murderous wife died?

Shen Xue chased out from the house, and the ox cart had already disappeared. Shen Xue stomped her feet and said with a displeased face, "Why didn't mother take me with her when she went to the city?"

Shen Wendong said with a sullen face: "Your mother is not going to play, what are you doing with me?"

Shen Xue smiled and took Shen Wendong's arm, "Father, do you think Hao'er and I are a match made in heaven?"

Shen Wendong's face froze, and he thought: What a match made in heaven?What he is most afraid of now is that he is not compatible with each other!
Seeing Shen Wendong's expression, Shen Xue became unhappy, "Father, what kind of eyes do you see? Are you still hoping that Hao'er and I can't get along?"

Shen Wendong said: "Father really hopes that you will fail!"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and went into the house, leaving Shen Xue alone in the yard feeling aggrieved and unwilling, eh!Her horoscope and Hao'er's must be a match made in heaven!

But what if it doesn't match?I'm really worried!

Mrs. Shen came out from the photo studio, holding the commentary just made by the photoshop in her hand, her brows were furrowed enough to kill a mosquito.Yuxiang and Shen Shishan's horoscope is a match made in heaven, a perfect match made in nature, no one in a million is a perfect match, no matter whether it is an auspicious word said by a fortune teller or not, it will always make people happy.

But the problem lies in the horoscopes of Haoer and Shen Xue. No wonder Shen Wendong resolutely disagreed with this marriage before. The incompatibility in this background cannot be made up for by your love and my willingness. The word "big murder" deeply hurts Her eyes hurt her heart.

Although Shen Xue's fate is also rich and noble, but it is a world away from Hao'er's extremely noble fate. If they are married together by force, it will be the fate of his wife's death.

She was just such a daughter, even if it was just a fortune teller's nonsense, she couldn't help but turn a few times in her heart, and then blocked herself into a panic.

Shen Shishan was sitting outside looking at the bullock cart, seeing Mrs. Shen's ugly expression when she came out, his heart skipped a beat, "Mother, what's up?"

Mrs. Shen waved her hands, not knowing how to tell Shen Shishan, her heart was really in a mess.

Su Li went out to hang out, and these days in the city are going well, eating and drinking every day, I don’t know how much more comfortable than others, but it’s boring, he also goes with others to get the porridge, saving a meal pause.

As he was walking back with a porridge bowl, he saw Mrs. Shen and Shen Shishan sitting in a bullock cart silently in front of a dilapidated photo studio.

Su Li came over and said hello: "Isn't this Mrs. Shen and the third son? Come to the city to tell your fortune?"

Mrs. Shen glanced at him, lowered her head, then raised her face to stare at him, and said to Shen Shishan: "Shan'er go home!"

Shen Shishan nodded to Su Li, drove the bullock cart away, leaving behind Su Li who offended someone for some reason, regretted coming to say hello, who are these people?It's not polite.

What Mrs. Shen didn't expect was that she stepped out of the door of the photo studio with her front foot, and a person walked out from behind the screen with her back foot.The man came to the fortune teller and tapped on the table lightly, and the fortune teller wrote a line on the paper. If Mrs. Shen was still here, she would surely find that the eight words in this line were just brought by her and belonged to her. Haoer's horoscope.After the fortune teller finished writing, he handed it to the man respectfully, "This is what the young master wants, I don't know if the young master promised the little one..."

He can't be blamed for being greedy for money and immoral if he can't afford to eat these days.

The man glanced at the paper, folded the paper with horoscopes written on it, put it in his arms, and smiled at the fortune teller, "You did a good job!"

The fortune teller's eyes followed the man's hand, and saw that his small eyes were rounded when he stretched his hand into his arms. He had been eating porridge from the yamen for many days, and he was so hungry that he was powerless. Everyone is going to suffer.

(End of this chapter)