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Chapter 169 Fortune Telling
Sometimes, silence is better than sound, Han Feng stayed in Biaozi's room all morning.
That bastard, Biaozi, was shirtless, just masturbating and masturbating, leaving him alone.

After simply having lunch at his uncle's house, Han Feng's face finally changed from sunny to cloudy, a little better.

The Harley he brought back from Red Star has also been restored to its original state. One was destroyed in the last chase, and even now it still hurts, but it cost tens of thousands of dollars.

"Aqiang, I went to the city..." He also nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Beep beep..." Harley swiped and rushed out.

Along the way, Han Feng was still thinking about Grandpa Six being angry. He really hasn't seen Grandpa Six being angry for a long time.
At least he could understand the reason why Grandpa Six was angry. He was also afraid that he would be arrested because of this incident, and he was full of emotions of blaming himself, which made him worry about the old man.

In less than an hour, under Han Feng's rapid driving, Yintan City has arrived.

There was nothing else to do in the city. It was about that strange dream. He always felt that something was wrong. He wanted to find someone who knew a little bit to take a look. Although Grandpa Six also knew a little bit about this, but after all, Fur, no one who studies this knows much.

Entering an alley in the pedestrian street, he parked Harley against the wall.

"The nobleman is here, welcome your nobleman..." A moderate voice came, and a blind man was seen swaying, leaning on the threshold, not knowing what was going on.

Han Feng asked hesitantly, "Master, are you Chen Banxian?"

"My lord, please sit in the room!"

For some reason, even if he didn't answer, Han Feng had an intuition in his heart that this person was the one he was looking for.

He sat unsteadily on a grand teacher's chair, and shouted at the same time: "My wife, bring a pot of tea, and get some fruit by the way!"

The hall of this house is a bit like the ancestral hall in Hanfeng Village. It has been built for some years, and there is a wall like a screen. There seems to be a backyard behind it. An old lady's voice came from inside.

"My lord, if you have any questions, just ask!"

Han Fengfeng smiled, and asked with some doubts: "Banxian, why do you call me nobleman?"

"As soon as the door opened in the morning, the magpie croaked three times on the eaves of my backyard, and I knew that a nobleman was coming."

Han Feng scratched his head in surprise, then straightened his face and said: "Actually, I also heard from my classmate that there is a know-it-all in this position, Chen Banxian, so I want you to explain my dream for me..."

Afterwards, Han Feng told him what he had dreamed one by one, as if he wanted to know the result of this matter urgently. Although he didn't believe in these ghosts and ghosts, the aliens have gone, and these things really have a way maybe.

A few minutes later, Chen Banxian sighed and said: "My lord, the road was very rough when I was young. My father passed away and my mother was not around. I often dreamed of my old lady. This may have something to do with your biological mother. You might as well go find your mother. This matter might come to light.”

Han Feng felt that this half-immortal did have some strength, he didn't say anything, he knew everything about being young, and what he said was quite reasonable.

"Banxian, how much should I pay for this dream interpretation?" While speaking, he took a sip of some sweet tea.

He just waved his hand and said: "If you can interpret dreams for noble people, there is no such thing as collecting money, young child, work hard! Your future future is limitless."

Han Feng stood up and cupped his hands to thank him, then he exited his house and started Harley to drive back.

The person who tied the bell is still needed to untie the bell. The doubts in my heart are a little bit solid, but he is unwilling to do what Chen Banxian said. After all, she left him to beat him up. Even if there is something wrong, he can handle it by himself .

On the way, he met a peddler selling yellow shredded tobacco. Han Feng didn't forget to bring half a catty of the best shredded tobacco. He also knew that Grandpa Liu liked this one, and it was necessary to buy it back to make him happy.

"Master, master, your toilet exploded, master, master, your hearse drifted..." Han Feng was startled by the magical ringtone, and stopped the car quickly.

"Hey, Brother Tao, what's the matter?"

A voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Feng, will you accompany me to the Agricultural Trade Fair in NC City tomorrow?"

Han Feng hesitated for a while and said, "Okay, where will I wait for you tomorrow?"

"Yujiang County Railway Station."

After hanging up the phone, Han Feng smiled slightly. He could feel Xia Tao's intentions. The commercial farmer would ask him to go. He must have some ideas. Anyway, it's right to go.

"Beep beep..." Harley's unique voice made passers-by look sideways, and some pretty girls even gave him winks frequently.

After spending some time, I returned to the old house. The sun in the sky was still a bit fierce. After parking the car, I walked to Grandpa Six's house with shredded tobacco in my hand.

A Huan, who was locked in the door, also followed behind, and Sa Yazi came running. Not to mention, dogs are active animals, but Xia Tian is a little lazy.

After arriving at the door of Grandpa Six's house, A Huan was already wagging his tail in the hall. Han Feng scratched the back of his head nervously, and walked in.

"Grandpa Six..."

"Sit down and chat with me for a while."

Han Feng nodded, put the shredded tobacco on the table in the hall, and sat down with a small stool.

"Xiaofeng, Grandpa Six has no other wishes. I just hope that you will take care of yourself and not make any trouble. Today, you got so angry because you saw Ergou's phone. Don't take it to heart."

Han Feng nodded and said, "I know about this, my grandson will pay attention to it next time."

He waved his hand and said, "Take out the newly bought shredded tobacco and let me taste it."

Han Feng smiled wryly, shook his head and took the shredded tobacco, pipe and lighter.

"Kacha" "Huh~" "This taste is quite authentic, not bad."

Han Feng was rubbing his chin in thought at this moment, this Li Ergou really didn't stop, he even let Grandpa Six know about this, it made it clear that he couldn't get off the stage, it seems that this guy is really itchy.

"Grandpa Six, then you smoke first, I have something to do so I'll leave first..."

He nodded, puffing out clouds and mist, and his complexion was a little bit better than when he first came, obviously the anger in his heart had dissipated a lot.

Sometimes the old man is like this, just like a child, the anger in his heart disappears after a gust of wind, but if you don't do something, you can really hold grudges for a lifetime.

Just after leaving the sixth grandpa's house, on the concrete road, a few people came towards me, none other than Li Ergou, Li Zhifa and Li Xiaoqian.

(End of this chapter)