Tofu Xishi: General Mo ran
Chapter 87 Lantern Festival
Chapter 87 The Lantern Festival ([-])
"Miss, is it a fortune teller?"
Miao Douer smiled and sat down in front of the booth: "If the calculation is accurate, sir, I will give the money!"
He was wearing a dark yellow Taoist robe that was so gray that he could barely see his true color, and his hair and beard were messily tangled on his head.A shriveled old hand knocked on the table tremblingly, with a mouth full of yellow teeth, and smiled directly at people.
Standing beside him are two sailing flags, with the inscription "Iron Mouth Straight Break" written on his left hand and "Sincerity will surely work" on his right hand.
A small square table, covered with a gossip cloth curtain, on which there are some tortoise shells, sticks and so on.
"Miss has come to the right place. The little old man Ziwei Doushu, face and palmistry, gossip and six lines, Qimen Dunjia, Fengshui and geometry, he knows everything!"
Miao Douer sincerely wanted to get angry with the little old man, and deliberately said: "You still say everything is right, I have been married for half a year, and now my husband is still around, and you still call me Miss, isn't this just talking nonsense?"
The little old man opened his eyes slightly, then smiled and shook his head: "Miss, don't lie to me, whether you are married or not, you and your husband-in-law should know very well..."
Miao Douer blushed and did not refute.
"Then...then help me test it."
"Miss, please bring your hand..."
Miao Dou'er obediently passed her hand over, and the little old man was about to touch it when he came up. An Qihe's eyes widened, and a murderous aura suddenly surged in his body.
The little old man seemed to have eyes on the top of his head, so he stopped his hands immediately, no longer daring to touch, but cautiously raised his eyes to look at An Qihe.
Miao Dou'er didn't understand, so she raised her head and glanced at the two of them, then stretched out her foot and stepped on her husband.
"Don't make trouble."
Stepped on by his daughter-in-law, General An Qi's murderous aura dissipated in vain, he just curled his lips and stared at the old fortune-teller.
The old fortune-teller shivered and gave An Qihe a flattering smile, and immediately sat upright, carefully holding Miao Douer's hand.
"Well, miss's life has ups and downs, but she can't be rich. She is a high-quality fortune."
Miao Douer was overjoyed: "What fate?"
"... Tsk, it's a concubine's life!"
Miao Douer, who was originally happy, raised her eyebrows when she heard it now: "Bah, talk nonsense, my husband is standing here now, you are the life of a concubine!"
In a fit of anger, Miao Douer stood up and pulled An Qihe to leave.
An Qihe was stunned when he heard that, and looked down at the old fortune-teller one more time. Taking advantage of Miao Douer's angrily not paying attention, he shook out a large ingot of silver from his cuff and threw it on the old man's desk.
The old man trembled and almost knelt down for An Qihe.
An Qihe didn't pay much attention to the old fortune-teller, he just carried the lantern and was dragged by Miao Douer to the river.
"Sir, don't listen to that little old man's nonsense... Hey, where are Little Dumplings and the others?"
Miao Douer paused, looked around the crowd on tiptoe, then curled her lips: "I knew I wouldn't go to that fortune-telling stall, look, we all got separated from them."
On the contrary, An Qihe thought it was just right. He smiled slightly and squeezed the hand of his youngest wife: "They are not children, and they won't get lost. Let's go over there."
Miao Dou'er thought about it, so she didn't care about anything else, happily walking around with her tall husband.
Following the crowd, Miao Douer and An Qihe gradually walked to the bridge by the river.
This river is a branch of the Xiyan River, and the willows hang lightly by the river. Although the new year has just passed, the willows only have layers of weeping branches hanging bare, but it does not affect the night view of the Xiyan River. Miao Douer's mood.
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11.30 Fifth update~There are three more updates in the evening~
(End of this chapter)
"Miss, is it a fortune teller?"
Miao Douer smiled and sat down in front of the booth: "If the calculation is accurate, sir, I will give the money!"
He was wearing a dark yellow Taoist robe that was so gray that he could barely see his true color, and his hair and beard were messily tangled on his head.A shriveled old hand knocked on the table tremblingly, with a mouth full of yellow teeth, and smiled directly at people.
Standing beside him are two sailing flags, with the inscription "Iron Mouth Straight Break" written on his left hand and "Sincerity will surely work" on his right hand.
A small square table, covered with a gossip cloth curtain, on which there are some tortoise shells, sticks and so on.
"Miss has come to the right place. The little old man Ziwei Doushu, face and palmistry, gossip and six lines, Qimen Dunjia, Fengshui and geometry, he knows everything!"
Miao Douer sincerely wanted to get angry with the little old man, and deliberately said: "You still say everything is right, I have been married for half a year, and now my husband is still around, and you still call me Miss, isn't this just talking nonsense?"
The little old man opened his eyes slightly, then smiled and shook his head: "Miss, don't lie to me, whether you are married or not, you and your husband-in-law should know very well..."
Miao Douer blushed and did not refute.
"Then...then help me test it."
"Miss, please bring your hand..."
Miao Dou'er obediently passed her hand over, and the little old man was about to touch it when he came up. An Qihe's eyes widened, and a murderous aura suddenly surged in his body.
The little old man seemed to have eyes on the top of his head, so he stopped his hands immediately, no longer daring to touch, but cautiously raised his eyes to look at An Qihe.
Miao Dou'er didn't understand, so she raised her head and glanced at the two of them, then stretched out her foot and stepped on her husband.
"Don't make trouble."
Stepped on by his daughter-in-law, General An Qi's murderous aura dissipated in vain, he just curled his lips and stared at the old fortune-teller.
The old fortune-teller shivered and gave An Qihe a flattering smile, and immediately sat upright, carefully holding Miao Douer's hand.
"Well, miss's life has ups and downs, but she can't be rich. She is a high-quality fortune."
Miao Douer was overjoyed: "What fate?"
"... Tsk, it's a concubine's life!"
Miao Douer, who was originally happy, raised her eyebrows when she heard it now: "Bah, talk nonsense, my husband is standing here now, you are the life of a concubine!"
In a fit of anger, Miao Douer stood up and pulled An Qihe to leave.
An Qihe was stunned when he heard that, and looked down at the old fortune-teller one more time. Taking advantage of Miao Douer's angrily not paying attention, he shook out a large ingot of silver from his cuff and threw it on the old man's desk.
The old man trembled and almost knelt down for An Qihe.
An Qihe didn't pay much attention to the old fortune-teller, he just carried the lantern and was dragged by Miao Douer to the river.
"Sir, don't listen to that little old man's nonsense... Hey, where are Little Dumplings and the others?"
Miao Douer paused, looked around the crowd on tiptoe, then curled her lips: "I knew I wouldn't go to that fortune-telling stall, look, we all got separated from them."
On the contrary, An Qihe thought it was just right. He smiled slightly and squeezed the hand of his youngest wife: "They are not children, and they won't get lost. Let's go over there."
Miao Dou'er thought about it, so she didn't care about anything else, happily walking around with her tall husband.
Following the crowd, Miao Douer and An Qihe gradually walked to the bridge by the river.
This river is a branch of the Xiyan River, and the willows hang lightly by the river. Although the new year has just passed, the willows only have layers of weeping branches hanging bare, but it does not affect the night view of the Xiyan River. Miao Douer's mood.
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11.30 Fifth update~There are three more updates in the evening~
(End of this chapter)
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