Live fortune telling: Big sister will give you reincarnation at the beginning

Yan Nanfei looked around and couldn't remember anything that the uncle had touched.

"Here, I've sterilized this pen, but I don't know if it's still useful."

"The old man used this pen last time, so I..."

Yan Nanfei's colleague handed over a pen. Although she disliked the dirty old man, she couldn't just watch when human life was at stake.

Yan Nanfei happily took the pen, but when he thought of disinfection...

\"Master, is the sterilized one still useful?\"

Yan Qing nodded.

"It's useful. You can put it on the table."

Yan Nanfei put the pen on the table and then disappeared from the table.

"Wow, Yanzi, isn't the master you're looking for so powerful? Let me take a look and pay attention."

The audience only saw a head peeking out of the screen. She must be a young and beautiful beauty.

"Yan Qing, I'll search right away!"

[Very good, another one has been ambushed. 】

[Haha, this is the first time I have the expression of a beauty. This is so awesome. 】

[New people come in every day, just get used to it. 】

Yan Qing held the pen in his hand, closed his eyes, and a flash of images flashed across his face.

She took out a piece of yellow paper and used her hand as a pen to draw on the yellow paper. Golden lines appeared on the yellow paper. The yellow paper wrapped the pen and the screen was divided into three.

In the camera, the uncle left the hotel and went to another place to rummage. At two o'clock in the morning, he bundled up tightly and returned to the shabby hut.

When he arrived home, he saw several young men with yellow hair rummaging through something in his residence.

"Hey, Xiaocheng, are you sure there is gold here?"

"Of course, my damn dad gave it to me. I heard it's pure gold. The old man hid it like his lifeblood."

Huang Maopa, who was called Xiao Cheng, pulled open the uncle's pillow and spread the lint on the floor.

【? ? Damn it, what the hell kid, saying that his father is a dead ghost. 】

[What’s the matter? Don’t you women often say that you’re such a mouthful? 】

[Can it be the same? One is a son and the other is a wife. If the wife can speak, the son will definitely be able to speak? 】

[Forget the title, is this Huang Mao stealing something? 】

The uncle was quite happy to see his grandson and his friends.

"Xiao Cheng, are you here to see grandpa?"

Xiao Cheng kicked the quilt on the ground.

"It depends on what you are doing. You have no money to use. Do you have any money?"

"By the way, where is my dad's medal? Give it to me."

The uncle rummaged through his pocket, took out a red plastic bag, opened it again and again, and only after opening it three times did he see the scattered loose money wrapped in it.

"You want money? Grandpa only has so much, I'll give it to you."

The old man took out a ten-dollar bill and put it in his pocket. The remaining change, about two hundred or so, was handed to him.

"No, Xiaocheng, you asked us to come here, is this all?"

"If you don't get that piece of gold today, don't blame our brothers for embarrassing you."

The other yellow-haired and green-haired ones pushed Xiao Cheng and said.

Xiao Cheng took the red plastic bag and rolled his eyes.

"Master, my dad's gold medal is useless. Why don't you give it to me and sell it to make some money?"

The old man looked at these shabby people brought by his grandson and sighed.

"Xiao Cheng, you can't sell that brand. It's the only thing your father left. You can't sell it. You have no money. I'll give you some after grandpa sells everything he picked up today."

Xiaocheng: ...I’ve already boasted about it, so I can’t do it without taking it.

"Haha, how much can this piece of garbage be sold for?"

"Hey, old man, hand over that gold medal quickly, don't try to prevaricate us with some rubbish."

The green man who spoke pushed the old man, causing him to stumble and almost fall down.

Seeing this, Xiao Cheng quickly supported his grandfather.

"What are you doing? Who asked you to do it?"

"Please, why are you pretending to be filial now? Why did you go there earlier? I tell you, if you don't find the gold today, you can't even think of walking out."

After Lu Mao finished speaking, several other people gathered around Xiao Cheng and his grandfather.

[This grandson brought people to steal things. Really, it would be better not to have anything at all. 】

[Didn’t I say earlier that all the old man’s family members were dead? Is this a lie? 】

[...Well, maybe you don’t want people to know that you have this kind of family, right? 】

It is impossible to ask the uncle to hand over the gold. It is the medal that his son paid for with his life!

It turned out that the uncle's son lost his life because he saved a child who fell into the water. The child's parents had money, so they made a pure gold medal and awarded it to the old man through the police, along with 200,000 in cash.

The cash was taken away by my daughter-in-law, who was pregnant at the time, and she married another man, leaving no cents for the uncle. The uncle was reluctant to sell the gold medal, and he could only pick up scraps when he got older.

This little achievement is the uncle's biological grandson, but he has a mother who pays attention to the new family, so he doesn't care about the child very much, and he doesn't read well. He hangs out in society every day and meets some shady people.

The scene was still going on. Seeing that the old man was not going to take it out, Lu Mao wanted to snatch it away.

"If the thing is not in the house, it must be on this old man's body. Just get out of the way and we will search your grandfather's body."

Although Xiao Cheng is muddle-headed and loves to steal gold medals, it is absolutely impossible to search for him from Grandpa!

"No! My grandpa is old. Wait a minute and I will talk to him."

Xiao Cheng pulled his grandfather to face them.

"Grandpa, just hand over the gold medal. They are not good people. They will beat me if they make trouble later."

Hearing that his grandson was about to be beaten, the uncle's eyes were dazed for a moment and he began to hesitate, but he was still reluctant to take out the gold medal in his arms.

"This is the only thing that can prove your father, I..."

"Oh, what about my dad? I was not born yet. He saved other people's children and died. He didn't take me seriously at all. What do I care about? Dad, just give it to me to save me from being beaten. Do you have to look at me? Being beaten? Look at your old bones. I can't stop them from beating you later!"

[This sentence seems to make sense. You should think carefully about your wife and children before saving others. 】

[Human life is at stake. Who would have thought that he would die if he saved others? Besides, there are people taking care of his wife and children. 】

[Kindness is right, but you have to think clearly about what kindness will bring you. 】

The uncle didn’t say that he had bought insurance for his grandson all these years, and the gold medal would be left to his grandson in the future. Now that the price of gold is so high, his grandson would definitely not get a few cents from this group of bastards.

"No, if you want to hit me, let them hit me. I won't take it out anyway."

After the uncle finished speaking, he tightened his clothes, for fear that others would not know where the things were.

"Hey, have you agreed? Hurry up and don't force us to do it."

"My grandpa said he accidentally lost it and it's no longer with him. Let's go."

As Xiao Cheng spoke, he pulled Lu Mao to leave, but was thrown away.

"Hmph, who doesn't know that this old man regards the dead son's gold medal as a treasure? Let me tell you, let the brothers search it and find out."

Lu Mao called people over to search the uncle, but was stopped by Xiao Cheng.

"No, don't touch my grandpa."