Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

It was him who overstepped his bounds.

This thing costs hundreds of thousands.

It's much more expensive than his scooter.

He is worthy of being called a tea master. He can make an ordinary tricycle look like one he cannot afford.

Oh, no, it’s more than just that I can’t afford it.

It's to the point where even a scammer wouldn't dare get close to it.

Apart from the basket, everything else is ridiculously expensive.

"What's wrong with my car?" Jiang Cha asked.

Huang Yide: “It’s really good.”

Jiang Cha: "It's good. I bought it second-hand for 2,000 yuan."

Of course it wasn't worth the price, but she wasn't just buying a car.

Xie Jiutang's money is spent on good deeds, and Xie Jiutang can also accumulate merits, which is good for his feet and future.

Huang Yide looked at Jiang Cha, then at the car. Why did it feel like she didn't know the actual value of her car?

Or is it that the tea master is too calm?

Yes, Master Tea looks young, but with her calm personality and strong abilities, she is no longer afraid of anything.

The little follower Huang Yide brought with him had never seen Jiang Cha and didn't know anything about Jiang Cha's deeds.

He looked at Liu Sanjin, who was obviously poisoned and almost dying, and couldn't help but worry, "Is he okay? What if he dies in our car when we take him back later?"

If a criminal dies in a car, they will inevitably be punished, regardless of whether it is their fault or not.

Minor fines may require writing a self-criticism, while major fines may require job transfer.

No matter which result it is, it is not what they want to see.

Before Jiang Cha could say anything, Huang Yide just glanced at Jiang Cha and immediately said, "It's okay, he won't die. This kind of person doesn't deserve to die at the hands of Master Tea. He tainted Master Tea's hands."

Jiangcha: "..."

Her name is really getting more and more.

Huang Yide took Liu Sanjin away, and also took a few troublemakers back with him to write a letter of guarantee.

Jiang Cha picked up the 10,000 yuan prize from the tricycle and stopped an elderly man who was wearing ordinary, patched clothes.

He didn't say his name.

Jiang Cha just glanced at him and called out, "Li Yinglong, hello."

Li Yinglong's hearing is not very good. He was hit by a bomb in his early years and can no longer hear in one ear.

The condition of the other ear is also sometimes better and sometimes worse due to age.

But Jiang Cha's voice reached his ears clearly.

Li Yinglong didn't know that Jiang Cha was using his own ability to transmit the sound to him individually and accurately.

Li Yinglong walked slowly to Jiang Cha with unsteady steps.

In the chaos just now, someone insulted Jiang Cha and said some ugly words. Jiang Cha was planning to teach him a lesson, but the old man was faster than her and slapped the other person in the face, making it crooked.

Li Yinglong walked up to Jiang Cha and said, "Little girl, are you calling me?"

Jiang Cha smiled at the other person, then took out one of the ten thousand yuan he had just earned, and handed the rest to the old man in front of him, saying, "Here you go, use it to treat your illness."

The old man had been watching from just now and could tell that Jiang Cha had something special.

In his heart, he believed that ginger tea could account for everything.

If you can accurately calculate his name, you will naturally know the difficulties he is facing now.

But when Jiang Cha directly took out a large sum of cash and handed it to him, and told him about his recent worries, he was suddenly excited, tears overflowed from his eyes, and his eyes, which had become cloudy due to his age, were red.

Decades ago, when he was born, his eyes were clear and bright, he was ignorant of the world and had no worries.

But now——

Worries and troubles come one after another.

Tears rolled down his face, but the old man didn't reach out for the money. He looked down at the cash in Jiang Cha's hand, wiped his tears, looked up, tears blurred his vision, he blinked hard, "Little girl, this is your money."

Jiang Cha raised a clear and clean smile and said, "Please accept it. Money is not the most important thing to me. Virtue is more valuable than money, so all in all, I still made a profit."

The old man is old and understands everything, so he can naturally understand what Jiang Cha means quickly.

Even if she was using it to comfort her own heart, he was extremely grateful.

The old man took the cash that Jiang Cha handed over slowly with trembling hands.

"Plop, plop." Tears fell and hit the stack of money.

"Thank you, thank you, if there is a next life..."

Before the old man finished speaking, Jiang Cha smiled and interrupted him, "If there is an afterlife, I hope you can live a happy and worry-free life."

The old man held the money to his chest and cried out.

He was also his parents' baby.

At this moment, his parents must be in heaven, anxious and worried.

I hope you will be reunited in the next life.

Jiang Cha closed his eyes and recited a passage of scripture.

Then, he rode away on a tricycle.

The old man seemed to vaguely hear his parents calling his name.

Although his ears were damaged, he could still hear it clearly, just like when he was a child.

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"Miss Jiang donated two sums of money she got from fortune-telling and gave one sum back to the old man."

Xiyuan.

study.

Crow was reporting what he had seen to Xie Jiutang.

The more Xie Jiutang listened, the more his brows furrowed.

She donated most of her money.

Meaning money is not that important to her.

But his only advantage is that he has a lot of money.

If money no longer appeals to her——

Xie Jiutang didn't dare to think about it too much.

He could never compare to the man with whom she had a thigh-thick marriage line. The only thing that made him comparable was that he had a lot of money.

But now, money may have lost its value to her.

Then what else can he use to keep her?

Xie Jiutang didn't look very happy.

Seeing this, the crow stood there, not knowing whether he should retreat or not.

After a long while, Xie Jiutang lowered his head, pinched his legs, sighed, and said, "Donate ten times the amount to the account she donated to anonymously."

Crow: "Where is the old man named Li?"

Xie Jiutang rubbed his brows and said, "Find out who in his family is sick, contact the best doctor for him, arrange a hospital for him, and then pay for the subsequent medical expenses."

Crow: “Yes.”

Xie Jiutang waved his hand gently.

The crow turned to leave.

"Wait." Xie Jiutang called out to the crow again.

The crow stopped and turned back, "Master Jiu."

"Don't let her know." Xie Jiutang said lightly.

"Why?" Crow said quickly, "If Miss Jiang knew, wouldn't it increase her favorability towards you?"

Xie Jiutang looked out the window, his eyes deep and calm, and said: "I don't want her sympathy and pity."

Crow, who had been single for more than twenty years, didn't quite understand what this meant.

He only had a vague idea and walked away with a frown.

Crow walked to the living room on the first floor and met housekeeper Lin, who was feeding turtles in the yard with an empty plastic bucket in his hand.

Crow couldn't help but come closer to Butler Lin, told him what happened in the study, and asked the reason.

Although the butler was also young, he had rich life experience. He knew the reason as soon as he heard it and looked at the crow with disdain.

"Go find a love relationship when you have time."

"Who should I talk to? I am Jiu Ye's close bodyguard, but the only woman who can get close to Jiu Ye is Miss Jiang."

"Do you want to die?"