Fortune Teller Master

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Jianguo's dry and hot body couldn't blow away the worries in his heart. After brewing a pot of white tea, Zhang Jianguo told the story in its entirety.

"My hometown is Shanbo County, which is forty miles away from the city. Since my great-grandfather's generation, the old people in the family are buried on a slope not far behind our house, and that piece of land belongs to our family. There are more than 20 graves in the ancestral tombs. Ten years ago, the highway was to be built in the province. My family's ancestral tombs were within the planned range and needed to be moved. My cousins ​​took the tombs of my uncles and uncles. They were all moved back to the cemetery in the city, but my father is the eldest son, and according to the family rules, he must be buried in the ancestral grave."

"Moving a grave must be moving a grave, but it can't be moved indiscriminately. At that time, I said to find a Feng Shui master to have a look and choose a good place for prosperous descendants. At that time, my son was moved for some reason after hearing this. Tell me to leave it alone."

Zhang Jianguo sighed, his face full of sadness: "Our Shanbo County is full of mountains and water, according to the old saying, it is good to find a high place near the water. But my son was not reconciled. At that time, he always did not do business. Shun, he always felt that his failure had something to do with the poor prosperity of our family's ancestral tomb. He didn't know where he invited a Feng Shui master. The two of them spent a week looking at the mountains near our house, and finally chose A barren mountain that doesn't even grow trees."

"Barren Mountain?" Fatty Wang said with a confused expression, "Can a barren mountain have a good house?"

"Who said it wasn't!" Zhang Jianguo slapped his thigh angrily: "I didn't think it was right at the time, but my son insisted on moving the ancestral grave here, saying that if he didn't listen to him, he would never come to the grave in the future."

Zhang Jianguo shook his head and sighed: "Isn't keeping a grave in my old life thinking that my descendants will be able to recite the New Year's holiday and burn paper? I am the only son. If he doesn't come to the grave, the ancestors will not scold me to death, so I will follow him. already."

"Because no one bought that barren mountain and no one wanted it, the procedures were easy to handle. It was the day chosen by the feng shui master. On that day, all the ancestors' graves were moved. In the past, there was no money in the old life, and the burial was used for burial. The thin wooden board has been bad for so many years. My son also specially ordered a dozen big red coffins for the ancestors to be buried again. But when my father's coffin was buried, I saw the Feng Shui master go into the earth pit first. I threw a package, and I wanted to ask what it was, but my son kept me from making a sound, saying it was a magic weapon for transport, and didn't tell me to speak."

"Within a month of moving the ancestral tomb, my son's business suddenly became prosperous. At that time, I was thinking that this feng shui master is really not bad, and suddenly I found a good place for feng shui. Since then, my son's business has grown bigger and bigger. It took ten years to become a well-known big boss and entrepreneur in the city. At this time, something happened to my family. "

"The first thing that happened was my grandson. The teenage boy slipped his foot and rolled down the stairs and hit his head. He lost his breath on the spot." Zhang Jianguo wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and said in a sob voice, "Then The eldest son was brought up by our old couple, and if he said it was gone, it would be like digging my heart. At that time, my wife and I almost followed him."

Fatty Wang looked up at the photo, and beside Zhang Jianguo was a chubby boy who was somewhat similar to him. It was estimated that that was Zhang Jianguo's grandson.

"After my eldest grandson's accident, the house was calm for three months. My wife fell from the same place again. Fortunately, she has always been in the habit of holding the handrail to go down the stairs. She grabbed the handrail in time and knelt on the stairs. She didn't fall down. But because of the excessive force, not only did she break her arm, but her kneecap was also crushed and fractured, and she is still in a nursing home."

Zhang Jianguo's lips trembled uncontrollably, he looked up at Lin Qingyin, and his voice was hoarse: "My wife told me that she felt like someone was pushing her when she went downstairs, but she turned around and went up the stairs to see that no one was there. "

Fatty Wang's back was chilled by the air conditioner, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on his arms instantly. He rubbed his arms and said with a mocking smile, "Why does it sound like a ghost?"

Zhang Jianguo smiled bitterly: "I thought so too at the time, and even went to visit the grave for the old man to say bless the family. As a result, before I got back, I received a call from my daughter-in-law, fu, saying that my little granddaughter was found out. I have acute leukemia."

"One death, one injury, one disease..." Fatty Wang looked at Lin Qingyin, who was looking as usual, and then turned to look at Zhang Jianguo, who was wiping his tears: "It's all like this, why were you still hesitating? What do you think? The grandson is gone, and the granddaughter is no more? Why is your daughter-in-law fu so unlucky to marry into your family!"

Zhang Jianguo was so scolded that he didn't dare to lift his head up:

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