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Chapter 322 Seeking Our Marriage (1)

Rong Tian rolled his eyes, "Stingy."

The boat of friendship is overturned.

Tang Xin took his arm, jumped up and down excitedly, "Let's go."

Qiao Luo and Long Beijue smiled at each other, with a slight curve on their lips.

Although she made a guide, it was Tang Xin's first time here, and she was still a little confused when leading the way.

Fortunately, finally lead the way.

Unlike the high-rise buildings built of reinforced concrete in the city center, Hexi's sunshine is rampant among the green tiles and red walls.

There are various shops on both sides of the street, the signboards are hung high, and passers-by hang around leisurely in front of each shop.

If it weren't for the costumes on the pedestrians, Qiao Luo would have almost thought that he had traveled to ancient times.

The long street has no end in sight, and there are countless shops around it.

Tang Xin's voice sounded from the side, "When this place is shooting costume dramas, many directors like to come here to shoot scenes."

"We also have a scene to shoot here in a few days."

Rong Tian casually glanced around, and his eyes stopped in front of a shop not far away, "What are you doing over there, why are there so many people around there?"

Following his gaze, Tang Xin suddenly smiled, "They are all asking for a lottery."

Qiao Luo looked at her sideways, with doubts in his eyes, "Ask for a lottery?"

"That's right, that shop has been open for decades. I heard that asking for a lottery is very effective. Generally, people who come here will go there to ask for a lottery." Tang Xin explained.

Rong Tian became interested, "Is it like a temple?"

Tang Xin shook her head, "Ask for a lottery there. Just think about what you want in your heart, and then draw a lottery. It will say good or bad. There is no comment on the sign, and no one will explain it to you. Only sign the specific meaning."

Rong Tian was stunned, it's that simple?
"Do you want to collect money?"

Tang Xin looked at him like an idiot, "Of course, please sign for 50 yuan once."

Of course they need money to open a shop, isn't he asking nonsense.

Rong Tian curled his lips, and said firmly, "That must be a liar."

This kind of tactic of asking for a lottery, nine times out of ten, is just bluffing and deceiving.

Tang Xin retorted, "That's not what I said. I heard that the store is very effective. People who went there to ask for a lottery said it was effective."

Seeing her serious face, Rong Tian looked at her suspiciously, "Really?"

Tang Xin recalled the introduction in the guide, and said, "People who go there to ask for a lottery usually face some important things in their lives and cannot make a decision at the moment, so they come here to ask for a lottery. Let's try it if it works. If not, I will know."

Qiao Luo's mind moved slightly, he raised his head, his bright eyes shone brightly, "Shall we try?"

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, "Looking for a lottery?"

Jolo nodded.

How did she suddenly become interested in these things?
Long Beijue was puzzled in his heart, but since it was what she wanted, he naturally wouldn't spoil her interest, "Okay."

Qiao Luo smiled and pulled him over.

Seeing that Qiao Luo was interested in asking for a lottery, Tang Xin was even more eager to try.

She let go of Rongtian's arms and chased after the two of them, "Wait for me, I'll go too."

Falling alone at the end, Rong Tian's head was covered with black lines.

"..."

What's so interesting about asking for a signature, there is no explanation for the signature, and there is no credibility at first glance.

He sighed, and walked over.

"What's yours?"

"lucky."

"And yours?"

"I'm not as lucky as you, mine is fierce."

There were ecstatic laughter and low sighs one after another, it could be said that some people were happy and others were sad.

Qiao Luo glanced at the pedestrians around him, holding a small sign in his hand, with different expressions, some happy and some depressed.

"Sir, miss, do you want to sign?"

The old man who spoke had white hair all over his head, and his dark and thin face was full of grooves. The vicissitudes bestowed on him by the years were condensed in his eyes.

Sitting in front of the table with his hunched body, his voice was hoarse but powerful, "Please sign for peace of mind, who is asking for the sign?"

Qiao Luo looked at Long Beijue, raised his eyebrows, "Together?"

Long Beijue nodded, took out a red bill from his pocket, and threw it into the black wooden box beside him.

Against the light, the old man's cloudy eyes glanced at the two of them, and a strange light slipped deep in the eyes.

Pity.

Qiao Luo looked down at the red wooden box on the table, and had already prepared questions in his heart.

As her white hand reached into the wooden box, she felt inexplicably nervous.

Countless labels were shuttled between her fingertips, without hesitation, she took out a label at random.

Without opening it immediately, she turned to look at Long Beijue, "You take one too."

Long Beijue and Rong Tian have similar views on the matter of asking for a lottery.

But his daughter-in-law is interested, so he will play with her.

A big hand with sharp bones reached into the wooden box, and within a second, he withdrew his hand.

There were more and more people asking for a lottery. Long Beijue frowned slightly, put his arms around Qiao Luo's shoulders, and led her back under the tree.

With fewer people, the air became much fresher.

Qiao Luo's eyes fell on the sign in his hand, and he asked curiously, "What were you thinking in your heart when you asked for a sign?"

Long Beijue didn't hide anything, he opened the sign while talking, "Our marriage."

Touching the large characters on it, the corners of her thin lips rose quietly.

"What's written on it?" Qiao Luo asked impatiently.

Long Beijue remained silent, and flipped through the label with his fingertips so that she could see it.

Qiao Luo looked down and saw a red "Ji" printed on the label.

She froze for a moment, then realized that a touching smile overflowed from the bottom of her eyes.

It is "ji".

After getting a good lottery, Long Beijue was very happy. He stretched out his hand and gently pinched her cheek, and said in a low voice, "So, we are a marriage chosen by heaven, a pair made in heaven, destined to be together."

Qiao Luo glanced at him, narcissistic.

"Now it's your turn. When you asked for a signature, what were you thinking?"

Qiao Luo paused for a moment, and couldn't help tightening the tag in his palm.

When asking for a signature, what she was thinking in her heart was...

Seeing his eyes gradually become lax, Qiao Luo's mood suddenly became heavy.

Feng Heng's words were like a thorn in her heart, which made her unable to ignore it.

So when she asked for a signature, what she thought in her heart was whether she could always be with him.

However, she suddenly became a little timid now, afraid that the result of signing the label would be bad.

In a trance, the man's low magnetic voice pulled her back to her thoughts, "Luo."

When Qiao Luo came back to her senses, Long Beijue reached out and rubbed her head, "What are you in a daze for, open the label and have a look."

Qiao Luo clenched his fists tightly and dodged his eyes, "Why don't you watch it."

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Tang Xin and the two who were crowded in front of the lottery table, and changed the subject, "Tang Xin and the others are over there, let's go find them."

(End of this chapter)