Let me count your fate!

The Qin family's old house is located on the mountainside in the suburbs of the northern city. It has carved iron gates and ancient Chinese buildings. It looks quiet and solemn from a distance. Qin Lusheng drove over after working overtime on weekends. He received a call from Mrs. Qin last night, and said softly Ask him if he can take time to go home for a light meal.

Qin Lusheng frowned, this was the third time this month.

There was only the occasional sound of bowls, chopsticks, and spoons on the dining table. Mrs. Qin was wearing a cheongsam with dark patterns and combed her hair elegantly. She wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, hesitated for a while, and said to Qin Lusheng, "Are you busy recently? Why are you still busy on weekends?" Want to work overtime?"

Qin Lusheng said lightly, "It's okay."

Mrs. Qin said: "No matter how busy you are, you should pay attention to rest."

"Yes." Qin Lusheng nodded in agreement.He has always been like this, from childhood to adulthood, no matter who he is, he always speaks coldly to everyone. It is difficult for Mrs. Qin to answer the words for a while, and she can only look at Qin Yi who is sitting in the main seat.

Qin Yi was in his fifties, with no smile on his face, he raised his eyes and asked Qin Lusheng: "How are you thinking?"

Qin Lusheng said coldly, "Since you have already made up your mind, you still come to ask me what to do."

"You..." Qin Yi was about to get angry, paused for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "If there is no problem, when someone comes, go and get the certificate first."

Qin Lusheng didn't respond, but asked, "Is there anything else? If not, I'll go back first." Then he got up and walked to the hall, took the suit jacket that the butler had already prepared in his hand, and before he put it on, he listened to " With a bang, Qin Yi slapped the chopsticks on the table and said angrily, "Where are you going!"

Mrs. Qin hurriedly got up to comfort her: "Okay, okay, it's rare for Lu Sheng to come back, so don't be angry."

"It's rare to come back? You have to leave before you finish your meal! Are you taking care of this place?" He yelled at Mrs. Qin again: "I think he almost doesn't see me as a father in his eyes!"

Mrs. Qin glanced at Qin Lusheng who had already pushed the door out, her eyes were red, and she sighed softly: "Forget it...you go up and rest, I'll see him off."

After nightfall, there was a breeze outside the villa in the middle of the mountain. Qin Lusheng parked the car in the yard. As soon as he opened the door, Mrs. Qin called him. He stopped and waited for a while. Mrs. Qin approached and said tentatively: " It's almost ten o'clock, don't go back tonight, right?"

Qin Lusheng said, "It's okay, you can go in and get some rest early."

Mrs. Qin saw that he had no emotions, neither angry nor angry, and saw that his eyes were slightly black, and she said distressedly: "Lu Sheng, the matter of Shuyi... was decided by your grandfather a long time ago, he once said Your life is weak, and you will not live until you are 30 years old. Only those who marry the Ling family can save your life. Your father and I didn't believe it at all, but after so many years, my parents are really afraid..."

"Mom." Qin Lusheng interrupted her, and said coldly: "I don't believe in this, I can marry someone, but if you are superstitious, don't emphasize it again."

Mrs. Qin moved her mouth, but finally she lowered her eyes, handed over the photo in her hand and said, "Well, well, this kid Shuyi looks pretty good, don't embarrass our Qin family."

Qin Lusheng took the photo and glanced at it, then got into the car and threw it aside, and went back to the city.

The green cabbages in the open-air vegetable market had been exposed to the sun for a whole noon, and they were all wilted. Lao Zheng wore a straw hat and carried a bottle of iced mineral water with drops of water, and walked to the cart under the parasol Ask: "Xiao Lingzi, are you thirsty?"

Lying on the trolley was a man with an upturned belly named Ling Shuyi. He stretched and sat up when Old Zheng called him, with a piece of spinach hanging on his fair face. He opened the bottle cap and drank his saliva and said, "Don't go out tomorrow morning."

Old Zheng was startled, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, what time and what time can you not go out?"

"Between Mao and Si." Ling Shuyi jumped off the cart, patted the dirt on his body, glanced at the rags under his body and said, "I'll put this flag here for you first, and you can store it for me."

Old Zheng was trying to convert the timetable between ancient and modern times. Ling Shuyi tasted the sweetness of the mineral water and said, "From five in the morning to eleven in the morning."

"Oh, I got it." Old Zheng nodded hurriedly, and asked reluctantly, "Xiao Lingzi, when are you going back to our village?"

Ling Shuyi was happy, showing a cute canine tooth: "I won't go back, I found the owner!" After saying goodbye to Lao Zheng, he walked out of the vegetable market, took out his phone and pressed it for a long time, but before he could find out which car to take, the screen flashed, The screen is black, Ling Shuyi's paint-lost phone is very old, no matter how much he pokes the buttons, he sleeps peacefully without any response, stuffs it back into his trouser pocket, then rummages in his pocket twice, and takes out a dime, After looking at it for a while, he muttered: "This is too memorized."

The weather in June changed as it said, the sun was still shining during the day, and it rained cats and dogs at night. With the sound of thunder, Qin Lusheng suddenly woke up from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, it was pitch black, as if he hadn't escaped from the dreamland. He closed his eyes and turned on the bedside lamp to check the time, it was four o'clock in the morning.

I lay down again and didn’t feel sleepy anymore, so I went to the study to get busy with work. The thunderstorm outside the window continued, the wind was strong, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the window more and more loudly, as if they were going to shatter the glass. Qin Lusheng stared at him expressionlessly. Looking at the screen, he suddenly stopped typing on the keyboard, got up and walked to the French window.

"Dong dong dong" the sound of a series of raindrops was so loud that Qin Lusheng suddenly opened the curtains and saw a person standing on the balcony on the second floor, smashing the glass of his house.

The man was pale, wearing a black cloak, standing in the rainy night with heavy wind and rain, like a god of death who lacked a scythe.

Qin Lusheng looked at him calmly, but the man shouted through the glass, "Husband!"

Husband?

"Husband, husband! Open the door!! Your little one is freezing to death! Open the door!"

Qin Lusheng looked at him for a few seconds, then decisively closed the curtains, returned to the computer, and started working again.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the loud shouts had long since died away. Qin Lusheng turned off the computer, got up and left the study, went back to the bedroom to wash up, changed his clothes, and went downstairs to the dining room. After breakfast, the strange thing is that the housekeeper and servants have disappeared, "Uncle Zhou." Qin Lusheng took a sip of coffee, waited for a few seconds for no answer, walked to the living room after simply eating, and suddenly saw the sofa beside the sofa. An extra-large black garbage bag, I couldn't help but stop and frowned. The garbage bag was wet, and water stains dripped onto the floor.

Qin Lusheng raised his eyes and saw that the ivory-colored double doors on the first floor were ajar. He was arranging his cuff buttons and walked over.

A few people sat around on the steps of the gate, talking enthusiastically: "Uncle Zhou has three sons."

"Yep."

"The elder son is smart, the second son is lazy, and the younger son is sick."

"That's right! My youngest son has been in poor health since he was born. He went to the hospital and was told that there is nothing serious but that he is physically weak. However, he has been recuperating for many years, but nothing has worked at all. Hey, it should be weak or weak."

"Enter Uncle Zhou, he's not from the local area, is he?"

"Hey, yes, it was my father's generation who moved here."

"How many years have you not gone back?"

"Ah?" Uncle Zhou thought for a while, "It must have been decades."

The person who spoke snapped his fingers and said, "That's right, go back and look around your ancestral grave, level the high places and fill the low places with soil, so that your youngest son will be alive and kicking within a year."

Uncle Zhou thought for a while, and said: "The low place... the low place... yes! Next to my grandfather's grave, I heard that a deep hole was smashed more than ten years ago. At that time, people from my hometown contacted me. We all thought it was nothing serious, so we didn't go back, this, this..." Uncle Zhou said incredulously, "Mr. Ling, you are amazing!"

This Mr. Ling was none other than Ling Shuyi, who was so poor at the entrance of the vegetable market that he had only a dime left. Before Uncle Zhou finished boasting, Ling Shuyi had already puffed up his chest proudly, and grinned: "Uncle Zhou has met you, right? Mr. What, call me from now on—Young Madam!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and Qin Lusheng walked out with a cold face.

Steward Zhou and several servants stood up quickly and said in unison, "Master."

Qin Lusheng said, "Go and clean up the living room."

Uncle Zhou said: "Yes, Master." He glanced at Ling Shuyi again, and quickly introduced: "Master, this is Young Madam..."

Qin Lusheng interrupted: "Don't let me hear these strange words at home from now on." Looking down at Ling Shuyi again, he said coldly, "Clean up a guest room for him on the first floor."

Steward Zhou was a little hesitant. Mrs. Qin called him a few days ago to inform him that Ling Shuyi would come and asked him to take good care of her and not to neglect her, "This..." Steward Zhou was in a dilemma.

Ling Shuyi giggled and stood up from the steps and said, "It's nothing, just follow my husband's orders."

Qin Lusheng didn't say another word, and turned back to the hallway to change his shoes for work. Just as he bent down, someone suddenly patted him. He straightened up immediately, with an unconcealable disgust in his brows. Ling Shuyi didn't care whether he was cold or not. It's hot, and he smiled and said, "I advise you not to take Chongxin Road today."

"Take it away." Qin Lusheng said.

Ling Shuyi glanced at her mouth: "It's really indifferent."