I swept the giants by fortune-telling

As the saying goes, where the loess does not bury people, houses in rural areas are often passed down from father to son, and it is common for people to die.

But everyone present knew that what Shang Qing said was definitely not such a "common thing".

Xiaoping was frightened and sent a message to the boss, then turned around and asked, "Master Shang, can you see who died? How many died?"

Shang Qing frowned, did not answer, but went straight to an old man smoking under the tree next to him to enjoy the shade.

"Master, we want to buy some porcelain from Mr. Meng, and we are afraid that we may find the wrong place. Is this the place?"

The uncle smiled and knocked on his cigarette pouch, "I'm looking for Boy Meng, yes, it's that house, but it's a bad luck for you to come here!"

Just as everyone wanted to ask what was wrong, they heard the door over there move, and a man pushed open the courtyard door and came out.

The man looked to be in his 30s, with a very thin build, and his hair was well combed, but he could not see his face with his head down.He was wearing a perfectly ironed white shirt, which seemed out of place in the khaki countryside.

Shang Qing and You Ziming looked at each other, You Ziming took a step forward, blocked the other's way, raised a smile unique to a dude, "Teacher Meng, you made me look so hard!"

He leaned over and blinked, "I heard that you burned those bowls at the Fenghua Auction? That boy Tan Fengyan bought one, and it's not light. No, three, how about it?"

The man surnamed Meng was shocked, and he slowly relaxed when he heard his intentions. A trace of color appeared on his pale and gloomy face, and he pretended to be modest and said: "It's an honor to be loved by you, but I'm going to go to the mountain to collect flowers now." Material, let's have a good chat when I come back."

You Ziming sighed regretfully, "That's fine, you can't let me go."

The man nodded, "Definitely." He gave a slight greeting to Shang Qing and others beside him, and walked up the mountain with the bamboo basket in his hand.

He walked very slowly, his back was straight, and his posture was deliberately trained to be straight, which made him look more and more different from the people around him.

You Ziming twitched his lips, and returned to Shang Qing and the others, "Pretentious."

It was rare for Cao Muxing not to choke, and agreed: "It's really a bit contrived, I stopped pretending like that when I was 13 years old."

Shang Qing bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then asked the old man, "Are you familiar with him?"

The old man took a few puffs of cigarettes, and said slowly: "The neighbors, who have kept their heads down and looked up for several years, how could they not be familiar with each other."

"His name is Meng Jianmin, and he is from Mengjia Village next door. This child has no mother since he was a child, and he and his father depended on each other for life. I heard that he used to study well. Later, his father fell ill and spent all the money in the family. No one stayed."

"He was a boy and a half, and he couldn't earn tuition fees, so he dropped out of school and took a part-time job. Later, he was attracted by that girl Xiuhua, and Xiuhua's father told him about it, and he joined Xiuhua's family."

You Ziming was stunned when he heard that, "He is married? No wonder his surname is Meng. What about his wife?"

Uncle: "Xiuhua and he had a baby soon after they got married. It's not easy for two young people to bring up a baby, and they can't earn enough to eat by themselves. Boy Meng built a kiln at home, and Xiuhua went out to work. In the first few years, often I saw that girl sending money back, but later the money ran out and no one came back. I heard there were people outside? Well, it’s easy for young people to learn bad things when they are outside!"

Shang Qing was stunned, "What about their children?"

The uncle said: "At the beginning, Xiuhua's father brought the child, but later her father died of illness, and Xiuhua took the child away. Probably since then, that girl has no plan to come back."

The old man said helplessly, with a hint of condemnation towards the younger generation, but the people who heard it were shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

Xiaoping wiped his face, and said in a low voice: "Master Shang, do we want to follow? What if he escapes..."

The corner of Shang Qing's lips curled up, and he smiled coldly, "No, just wait here. The master will always come back."

Meng Jianmin is more familiar with the nearby mountains than his own backyard, and it took him more than an hour to reach an inaccessible place.

The only hobby in his life is firing porcelain, and he couldn't make money from this hobby before.Now he can, he can make a lot of money!It's a pity that those who once despised him and spurned him can no longer see it.

Meng Jianmin came to a deep pit.

He dug out this pit from scratch. The color of the soil here is different from other places. The soil is very fine, and the fired embryos are very light and thin, and the color is also beautiful.

He put the bamboo basket aside and carefully put a handful of soil into it.Then carefully pick out stones and dead leaves from inside.The light-footed, innocent and happy look looks like a child playing in mud.He made a big move, and something slipped out of his neck, but he didn't care, he stuffed the thing in at will, and continued to work.

He enjoys every process of firing porcelain, turning a handful of mud into a work of art, as if seeing himself reborn... He is willing to give everything for such a wonderful process.

Therefore, even if he just digs a basket of soil, he is willing to spend a day sifting through it carefully.

The sun slowly slid down the mountainside, and the sky began to darken.

Meng Jianmin didn't care, but carefully sifted the deciduous grass seeds in the soil.

However, in the woods less than 200 meters away from him, stood a woman with a gloomy expression.

The woman was holding a child with an expressionless face in her hand, and the mother and the child were facing Meng Jianmin's direction, staring at him intently...

Shang Qing and the others ate authentic farm food at the enthusiastic fellow's house, and when they heard the movement of Meng Jianmin's house, it was already dark.

Meng Jianmin completely forgot that there were customers waiting for him. He held a basket full of soil, like a child who got a new toy, trying to find a place to play with.

Shang Qing and the others watched helplessly as the other party opened the door excitedly, then closed it with a bang after entering, and there was the sound of a lock being locked behind the door.

You Zi clicked his tongue twice, and was about to speak, but suddenly stopped.

In front of the green gate, reflecting the moonlight, two figures, one big and one small, suddenly appeared.The two looked at each other in front of the door and were about to pass through the door.

At this moment, a yellow talisman flew over without a sound, circled in front of the door, and flew over again.

After this back and forth effort, the two figures have disappeared.

Shang Qing raised his hand to catch the paper talisman, looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "Get in the car."

Everyone present could listen to his words, they were like kidnappers, they climbed into the car furtively, and then all stared at the paper talisman in Shang Qing's hand.

They chased Meng Jianmin like walking his dog for several days, and now they finally want to know the truth!

Shang Qing uncovered the paper talisman, and everyone looked at the big one and the small one, and finally understood what he meant when he said "the master will always come back", and it wasn't Meng Jianmin who co-authored him.

The woman was the first to react, and she held her son behind her back, "Who are you?"

Shang Qing said: "Dong Xiuhua?"

The woman was taken aback, "You know me?"

Shang Qing shook his head, "I came after Meng Jianmin. Did you kill him? Can you tell me what's going on?"

Dong Xiuhua first showed a mocking smile, "Chasing after Meng Jianmin? Why, hasn't that bastard learned well yet? Didn't he do anything good outside?"

Several masters were silent, they saw a pinprick-like hostility unique to female ghosts in Dong Xiuhua.

Shang Qing sighed, "Meng Jianmin is not a good person. It is understandable for you to want revenge. But the living people should know the truth. It doesn't matter if you have a reputation of cheating yourself. Don't you think about your children?"

Dong Xiuhua froze for a moment, lowered his head to watch over the kid behind him, and after a long silence, he said, "You're right."

Immediately afterwards, she wrote lightly: "My story is actually nothing to tell. They are all one of the top ten mistakes made by commonplace stupid women. I used to think that I was just unlucky. After learning to use a smart phone, I realized that People like me are everywhere."

"I met Meng Jianmin when I was 17. At that time, his father was not sick, and he was still studying at school. Because of his good grades and love of cleanliness, our group of old-fashioned school girls secretly regarded him as an object of fantasy. I had a crush on him. he."

Dong Xiuhua said this very indifferently.

"Although I have a crush on him, but after all, I was young, I didn't think about getting married or anything, and I didn't even want to fall in love with him. Later, I heard that his father was ill, and he dropped out of school because he had no money."

"Although my family can provide for me to go to school, my grades are not good, I didn't get into college, and I didn't go to college at all. My dad did a good job at that time and said he would support me for the rest of his life. Three years passed like this , When I was 20 years old, I met Meng Jianmin again, and he started chasing me."

"Let me think about how he chased me? Oh, just sending some flowers and plants picked by the roadside, love letters written by myself, in short, some things that don't cost money." Dong Xiuhua sneered again, " I was so stupid back then."

"It was very cliché later on. I fell in love with him and would not marry unless he was the only one. My dad didn't agree at first, but he couldn't hold me back. I went to talk to Meng Jianmin once, and I don't know what he said, so he agreed to marry."

"After we got married... After we got married, we lived a good life for two or three years and had children. But Meng Jianmin became obsessed with firing porcelain. In order to learn how to make porcelain, he bought a lot of tools and built an earthen kiln by himself. Even I All the substitute teachers Dad found for him quit."

"My dad didn't like him at first, and now he looks down on him even more. He started to scold him every day, saying that he is rubbish, irresponsible, and eating soft food. Later, they had a quarrel, and my dad had a heart attack. Save me."

Dong Xiuhua remained silent, and finally an expression other than sarcasm flashed across his face, which was sadness and hatred.

"After my dad died, he seemed to suddenly feel that he was the head of the family? He stopped being cautious and submissive, and began to intensify his pursuit of so-called hobbies. He didn't even know what to do with the money for the child's kindergarten."

"I have never been wronged in my life, so I plan to divorce him."

Dong Xiuhua stopped here.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, Liu Fu asked cautiously: "So, so he killed you?"

Dong Xiuhua suddenly laughed again. She might have laughed too much in the first half of her life, so even if the second half of her life was cut off, she still had to laugh twice.

"Why didn't I believe it at the time when the daughter-in-law gave a flower and the son-in-law killed the whole family?"