Provoking the villain, madly criticizing the tyrant for kidnapping my sedan chair for the bridal cha

"..." Lin Xiaoxue stared at Lin Lixia with wide eyes and disbelief for a moment, then turned and ran away.

He ran to the door and suddenly turned around.

"Li... Xia, don't expose someone's fault when you talk, and don't slap someone in the face. I will record today's shame, and you'd better not beg me again in the future."

Lin Lixia was stunned for a moment and then laughed after hearing that Lin Xiaoxue, a true, kind and beautiful woman in the original book, said harsh words to herself.

Money can make all the difference, and she can use money to clear the way. Is she afraid that she won't be able to get a thick thigh?

"Lin Xiaoxue, please go back to Beijing and wait slowly. Will you come back to beg me in the future? Or will I beg you?"

The first time Lin Xiaoxue said harsh words, her cousin was so angry that she couldn't hold on. She cried even more aggrievedly: "...you...嘤嘤嘤嘤!"

Looking at Lin Xiaoxue's crying back, Xu Taohua's eyes were filled with disgust and impatience: "Cry, cry, cry, I've been crying all day long, and my luck has been wiped out by her crying."

"Grandma, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings." Lin Lixia put a piece of cake on Xu Taohua: "Don't worry about her. After you have enough to eat, you can help find a few quick workers."

Xu Taohua's attention was diverted instantly: "What to do?"

"Build a moxibustion stick workshop!"

"Xia Xia, there are only a hundred rolls in total. Grandma will finish rolling them for you in a moment."

"Grandma, one hundred rolls is just the beginning. From now on, you may have to roll thousands or tens of thousands of rolls every day."

"...can there be so many?" Xu Taohua was dumbfounded: "How much money do you need to earn? Don't you just count money all day long?"

"Grandma, I won't count." Lin Lixia laughed: "The moxibustion stick business is for you and grandpa, you count."

"Shall I count?" Xu Taohua beamed with joy and opened her hand to look back.

"Someone once read my palm to my grandma and said that her hands are for counting money. I didn't expect that it would be cashed out here in Xiaxia."

"..."

There was a lot of laughter at the Lin family dinner table, and even Ji Shen, who had always been serious about his words, was made to laugh non-stop by the old lady.

Seeing her family members all laughing, Xu Taohua smiled even more happily, as if she was talking.

"When it comes to fortune telling, our Xia Xia has the best fortune!"

"What fate?" Lin Wenyao had never heard his mother mention it before, and his face was full of curiosity.

Xu Taohua calculated with her fingers mysteriously, got up and ran to the yard to look at the sun above her head.

"If you want to listen, just come out and listen."

The Lin family had almost eaten and were all curious; soon, only Lin Lixia and Ji Shen were left on the table.

Ji Shen was a little curious: "Aren't you going to listen?"

"No, I don't believe this." Lin Lixia continued to nibble on the scallion pancake in her hand without raising her head.

Xu Taohua outside was anxious: "Xia Xia, come out quickly. Grandma is standing in the sun and will only say it once."

"Why?" Lin Lixia asked.

Xu Taohua kept waving: "Come out, come out, so grandma can say it."

Lin Lixia drank the salty bone porridge in one gulp and gnawed half of the scallion pancake in her hand.

Ji Shen was also curious, what was Lin Lixia's fate?

He walked to the yard step by step with a cane, looking at the big sun above his head, feeling inexplicably comfortable.

Xu Taohua deliberately lowered her voice, but ensured that everyone in the yard could hear her.

"Xia Xia, the eminent monk of Longyin Temple said that you are destined to have a great calamity, and surviving this calamity is the destiny of Nirvana."

Lin Lixia's pupils were shocked. The eminent monk of Longyin Temple had two brushes, so he didn't know that this calamity meant changing the core? Or does it refer to the death of the entire family during the Ghost Festival?

"Mom, why haven't I heard you mention it before?" Lin Wenyao was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

"The eminent monk said that heaven's secrets should not be revealed at will. They can only be told once under the sun."

"Mom, why didn't you tell me before?"

"The eminent monk said that it should be said when Xia Xia first shows her... something bright, otherwise the Phoenix's life will be transferred."

"Mom, this is your first time showing off your talents."

"Yes, yes." Xu Taohua nodded repeatedly: "I think the current Xia Xia is in line with what the eminent monk said?"

Lin Lixia changed from being shocked to laughing: "Grandma, you have been tricked by the eminent monk."

"What do you say?" The Lin family said in unison.

"I just follow the ordinary people's thoughts of hoping that their son will become a dragon and his daughter will become a phoenix. The mystery lies in the second half of the sentence."

Ji Shen reacted the fastest: "If it matches, it means the calculation is accurate. If it doesn't match, it means that the Phoenix's life has been transferred."

"That's right." Lin Lixia smiled, said a few words to comfort Xu Taohua, and then picked up the basket and went up the mountain.

When she came back with a basket of wild flowers on her back, Xu Taohua and the old man had rolled out many moxibustion sticks.

The next morning, I had breakfast.

Lin Wenyao put more than 100 rolled moxibustion sticks on his back early: "Xia Xia, do you want anything else?"

"I've got everything." Lin Lixia touched her small backpack, which contained soaps of several scents and several written storybooks.

The father and daughter, each riding a small donkey, entered the city leisurely.

The two of them went to West Third Alley first.

Old man Shan saw that the two of them were so enthusiastic that he insisted on keeping them in the shop for a cup of tea.

Lin Lixia really couldn't stand the smell of Xisan Alley, "Grandpa Shan, I have something else to ask you about last time."

Old Shan saw that Lin Lixia was not used to it: "Sit with Grandpa Shan at home and let's talk slowly?"

Lin Lixia was a little hesitant. When she heard that Shan's house was not far from the liquor store she wanted to buy, she followed her there.

The father and daughter then sat down.

Old man Shan brought a young man with a delicate face: "Wen Yao, this is my grandson Shan Shumo."

"What a name!" Lin Wenyao was stunned for a moment, then quickly praised: "You can tell he is a scholar as soon as you hear it."

This compliment made Old Shan very happy: "Shu Mo, please give your Uncle Lin a present."

"Junior Shumo has met Uncle Lin."

"This... uncle came in a hurry, and he didn't..." Lin Wenyao couldn't take out the greeting gift and looked embarrassed.

Lin Lixia understood Old Man Shan's intentions, but she couldn't let her father lose face.

He quickly took out a wrapped piece of soap from his small cloth bag and handed it to Lin Wenyao.

"Dad, this."

Lin Wenyao concealed his embarrassment: "Shu Mo, you can take a bath and wash your face with this. Please don't dislike it as a meeting gift."

"Thank you, Uncle Lin!" Shan Shumo thanked him politely and took the soap. A pleasant fragrance hit his nostrils, which made him curious, but he couldn't open it directly.

After sitting down, he kept peeking at Lin Lixia from the corner of his eye.

Sensing that Shan Shumo was observing her, Lin Lixia smiled politely back at her.

Shan Shumo's cheeks suddenly turned red.

"..." Seeing how innocent the young man was, Lin Lixia never dared to look at him again, for fear of misunderstanding.

"Grandpa Shan, what do you want me to inquire about?"

"Li Xia, the Luo Zisu you want me to ask about is the nephew of Hu Zhihao from Hu Ji Grain Store in Qingyang City. He is a young man from the capital with a distinguished family background."

Lin Lixia nodded. It was similar to what she had guessed. He was a second-generation ancestor with a backer.

"Grandpa Shan, what's going on with the shop under his name?"

"He has a total of three shops under his name, a wine shop, a book shop, and a tea shop. The business is not good."

"Why?" Lin Lixia was a little curious.

Old Shan hesitated for a moment.

"He is in bad luck. There are at least five or six liquor stores in Plum Blossom City, but his liquor shop has drunk people to death... It is also haunted in the middle of the night, and no one dares to work in his liquor shop."

"Li Xia, even if you take over a liquor store where people drink to death, it will be difficult to revitalize the store."