Invincible daughter-in-law

Early in the morning, after breakfast, Lang Yan and Fulla rode to Nine Hutong in Nanluo Bay, and found the house number 52 that Li Shengyi mentioned.

At this time, the gate was closed, but there were hundreds of fortune-tellers standing outside the gate.

Lang Yan found a place to park the car, and asked an old man who was waiting outside to open the door: "Old man, won't Bu Daxian open the door today to tell a fortune?"

The old man frowned: "Maybe. Just now Bu Daxian's neighbor said that Bu Daxian and his lover went on a trip. I don't know if it's true. I still want to tell my grandson's fortune."

Lang Yan looked at the people around him: "Are they all waiting for Bu Daxian?"

"Well, Bu Daxian's fortune-telling is very effective. As long as people who have asked him for fortune-telling can tell you that they are right, we all come here because of his reputation."

Lang Yan has never done fortune-telling, so he really doesn't believe in fortune-telling: "Is it really so effective?"

"I don't know if it works or not. I haven't asked Bu Daxian to tell my fortune before, but a few years ago, a relative of mine came here to tell her son a fortune, saying that her son will find a wife in the next year." Married, and gave birth to twin sons in the third year, but her daughter-in-law had to give birth by caesarean section before the doctor said the due date, otherwise, she would die in the delivery room."

"and after?"

"Then the next year, my relative's son actually brought back his girlfriend to let the family know. In the same year, the two registered their marriage. Soon, they became pregnant. After examination, they were twins, and they were boys. But ah, young People who don't believe in fortune-telling must wait until the day the doctor said the due date of delivery, and sure enough, that day will be... oh..."

Lang Yan frowned.

If it's a coincidence, it's too coincidental, or is this old man entrusted by Bu Daxian?

When I heard the old man talking about Bu Daxian's efficacies, I became interested: "Is this Bu Daxian really so efficacious? When my friend told me, I didn't quite believe it."

The old man asked, "What did your friend say?"

"He said that when he came to Bu Daxian for a fortune-telling, the queue was too long, so he waited for several days without

It was not his turn, but on the afternoon when he was going home for the last team, he saw that Bu Daxian was no longer there.

When inviting guests and wanting to leave, Bu Daxian's son suddenly came out to find him and told him to stay in City Z for one night and go home early tomorrow morning.My friend believed in what the fortune teller said, so he followed Bu Daxian’s words and waited until one night before going back. On that night, my friend saw on TV that a series of car accidents happened on the road he went back, and dozens of people died. On the spot, he was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he was very grateful to have listened to Bu Daxian's words. Early the next morning, he hurriedly wrapped a big red envelope for Bu Daxian and went home. "

"..." After Lang Yan finished listening, he still expressed doubts.

However, other people also said that Bu Daxian is very effective, and they came here from a long distance only after hearing the introduction from relatives and friends, just to make a fortune.

"I heard that Bu Daxian only helps fortune-telling for people, and I don't know if I have fate."

"I've also heard about it, a lot of people were turned away because they didn't have a chance."

At this moment, the door of Bu Daxian's house was opened, and there was a commotion among everyone.

Walking out of the gate was a tall young man, wearing a white T-shirt and black jeans, with thick eyebrows and big eyes like a college student walking into a school, but when he laughed, it made everyone very uncomfortable. Because the other party's smile is really cheap.

The young man leaned against the door: "My father and my mother have gone on a trip. If you want to tell your fortune, you will come back in two months."

Someone asked, "Are you Bu Daxian's son?"

"Yeah? Don't they look alike?"

Everyone: "..."

In their imagination, the fortune-teller is a person of high spirit and immortality, so his son should also be very temperamental, unlike the young man in front of him who smiled so cheaply that it made people want to beat him up. His impulse.The young man urged: "Go, go, don't block the wind and water in front of my house."

Most of the people who came here to ask Bu Daxian for fortune-telling came from other cities, how could they give up so easily, and what this young man said was really unbelievable, everyone stretched their necks and looked inside the door, but only You can see the yard full of flowers and plants.

"My dad is really not here, you guys go away, if you don't go, I will charge you."

Someone asked: "What fee?"

"It costs 500 yuan per person per day to occupy the venue in front of my house."

"Aren't you cheating on us?"

"If you're afraid that I'll be tricked, then hurry up and leave."

The young man picked up the broom very impolitely and drove them away.

Everyone feared that he was Bu Daxian's son, so they didn't dare to offend him, so they hid in other places and waited for Bu Daxian to come out.

The passing neighbors saw that the fortune-tellers were driven away, so they kindly said, "Bu Daxian really went on a trip. If you want to tell fortunes, you can come back in two months."

"Ah, is he really not at home?"

Everyone looked disappointed, and then someone asked, "Is that young man really Bu Daxian's son?"

"Yes, that's his temper. Please forgive me."

Seeing that Bu Daxian's son was so unwelcoming, Lang Yan must have asked what happened.

As soon as he turned around and was about to leave, Bu Daxian's son immediately shouted: "Well, so-and-so, you come in."

Everyone turned their heads and saw Bu Daxian's son waving to Lang Yan: "It's you, it's you, come here."

Lang Yan looked around and pointed to himself: "Call me?"

"Yes, it's you, come in with me."

When everyone saw the young man asking Lang Yan to go in, they all stopped, wondering if the story about Bu Daxian's trip was fake, so they found a place to wait for Lang Yan to come out and ask.

Lang Yan walked into the door with a puzzled expression on his face.

The layout of the house is a three-entry courtyard, which looks to have a history of hundreds of years. Although it is old, it has been beaten very clean and filled with various flowers and trees, and the flowers have not withered because of the arrival of autumn.

Immediately after he entered, Bu Daxian's son closed the door, pointed to the next room and said, "You wait for me in the hall, and I'll make you tea."

Lang Yan said politely, "No, thank you."

"That's better, I can save the bag of tea."

Lang Yan: "..."

It was the first time he met someone who spoke so directly, which made him want to beat someone up.

Bu Daxian seemed to see through his mind, and asked, "Do you want to beat me up?"

Lang Yan saw that he was so rude, so he was not polite to him: "You really know yourself."

Bu Daxian's son Tuohu: "Anyone who comes to see my father will have such thoughts."

Lang Yan: "..."

It should be anyone who wants to beat him up, but this person is obviously good-looking, why is he so cheap when he smiles?

"What should I call you?" he asked.

"My name is Bu Bu, the divination Bu, although I don't want to tell you this name, but my dad said that only by letting others call me by this name will reduce the urge of others to beat me, so you can just call me Bu Bu , and y calls me something other than Bubu."

"Bubu?" Lang Yannian said, "It's a cute name."

It's hilarious to put this name on a guy, it really relieves me from wanting to punch this young guy

human thought.

"Cute?" Bu Bu sneered: "When my dad chose this name, he didn't choose it because it made people think it was cute."

Lang Yan became curious: "Why is that?"

"I have already mentioned the first reason, and the second reason is that my father said that although he is a master of fortune-telling, he does not intend to pass on this ability to me, so Bubu means no, that is, he does not give it to me. The meaning of other people's divination."

Lang Yan said with a smile: "Your father is quite interesting. Other fathers are eager to pass on their mantle to their children. Why didn't your father let you learn fortune-telling?"

"He said that it was because he counted too many fates for others, and invisibly changed their lives, that made me, his child, look so cheap, and even he wanted to beat me to death. What's more, I have no wealth luck in my life, I can't keep money on me, and I can't keep money. If I go out to help others, I will only get into trouble. This is the punishment given to him by God. It will only get worse and worse until it dies on the street."

Lang Yan raised his eyebrows: "It's really so serious."

"I hate my dad sometimes. If it weren't for him, my life might not be like this, but

Yes, I have to admit that his fortune-telling is really effective, you may think that my Huang Po is selling melons and boasting,

But if you know that I let you in today, he figured it out early in the morning, you won't think so. "Lang Yan was surprised and said: "You mean, Bu Daxian knew that I came to him a long time ago. "

"Yeah, when he and my mother went on a trip, he said that a man surnamed Lang would come to see me this morning, and that you would be wearing cropped jeans and red boots today. Isn't your surname Lang? You If the surname is not Lang, then I will not send it, the door is over there."

Bu Bu pointed to the entrance of the hall.

Lang Yan gradually believed in the ability of this Great Immortal Bu: "Since it's counted on my coming, then he should also count on my purpose in coming to you."

"I know." Bu Bu stretched out his hand towards him, as if asking Lang Yan for money.

Lang Yan sent the big red envelope prepared early in the morning.

Bu Bu looked at the money in it: "Not enough, not enough, this money can only buy a good computer." Lang Yan had to take out his wallet and hand all the cash in it into his hands.

Bu Bu shook his head: "It's still not enough. In addition to buying a computer this month, I also need to buy a mobile phone, and,

The weather is turning cold, and I still need autumn and winter clothes, as well as this month's food money, and you have to give me too. "

The corner of Lang Yan's eyes twitched fiercely: "Why do I feel like raising a son?"

"Yes, you are raising a son for my father."

Lang Yan: "..."

Bu Bubai gave him a look: "Why do you look at me like that? You are not the first person to give me money. Why are you so reluctant? Let me tell you, since I was born, my dad has never given me money. Money to support me, because his fortune-telling money can’t be spent on me, and I can only let other guests pay for my living expenses.” Lang Yan couldn’t help but said: “You don’t have any luck?”

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