Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Su Chen tried his best to read the three pictures before pointing to the chair in front of him: "Sit!"

The woman closed her umbrella, placed it by the door, straightened her clothes, and then sat down gracefully.

But when she looked up and saw Lao Liao, she hesitated.

"Uncle Liao, are you busy?"

Lao Liao was stunned for a moment: "What?"

Su Chen took out the money and said, "Can you help me go to Uncle Zhong to get some yellow paper and cinnabar?"

"Oh, no problem, no problem."

After Lao Liao left, the woman breathed a sigh of relief and coughed lightly: "Master, I want to calculate whether my eighth husband will die early again."

One sentence almost burned Kong Aichun's brain.

How many?

The eighth husband? !

God, how old is she before she is getting married for the eighth time?

And from what this means, every husband dies young?

In an instant, Kong Aichun's eyes towards the woman became strange.

This woman is beautiful, but she is cruel.

She thought that after her husband died, she would not dare to remarry after being accused of cheating, for fear of being accused and killing someone.

Every husband of this woman died young, wouldn’t that mean he was more scheming than her? She still dares to get married, what else is it if she is not cruel?

Kong Aichun couldn't help but feel proud when he thought of this.

Look, what’s so good about a pretty face and a good figure? Our heart is much more beautiful than yours!

Su Chen glanced at Kong Aichun, whose mental activity was evident on his face, and cleared his throat: "Give me your husband's horoscope."

The woman hurriedly took out a daily list.

Su Chen glanced at it, the woman Du Wenjing and the man Xu Junde were getting married tomorrow.

Because of the previous three scenes, Su Chen was a little curious about Du Wenjing. He calculated her horoscopes for a while and became convinced.

It is indeed a widow’s fate!

But it is not the common fate of being alone and widowed. On the contrary, with her destiny, she has no shortage of suitors and partners throughout her life, and she always gets rich when her partner dies.

Su Chen calmly changed the horoscope of his prospective husband Xu Junde.

After doing this, Su Chen's eyebrows frowned unconsciously.

Du Wenjing felt a little uneasy when she saw this.

After Su Chen finished calculating, she took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Master, have you calculated it?"

The tone of voice was gentle and soft, without any rush.

Kong Aichun couldn't help pouting when he saw this. He caught sight of Lian Zhenzhen coming out from the corner of his eye. She quickly raised her hand to say hello and signaled her to be quiet.

Lian Zhenzhen came with sugar and tea.

He also poured a glass for Kong Aichun, pulled her to whisper for a while, pursed his lips and smiled until his eyes were bent.

"real?"

Kong Aichun asked her in a low voice.

"Can what Xiao Su said be false?" Lian Zhenzhen glanced at her, "Ah Chun, do you think I should start preparing now?"

"Should I buy some clothes, shoes or something?"

"Oh, my old sister, please stop working around. Children should wear old clothes because they are afraid of scratching their skin. You buy new ones because you want to make your grandson uncomfortable."

"Oh, yes, that's right. Then, what should I prepare?"

"Okay, don't prepare anything, let's take a look first..." Kong Aichun pointed at Du Wenjing, leaned into her ear and said a few words.

Lian Zhenzhen: "!!!"

Su Chen took a sip of sugar tea and nodded slowly: "It's calculated, one year."

Du Wenjing's pupils shrank, but she quickly adjusted herself, forced a smile and asked: "Then... what if I don't marry him?"

"Same."

"Why? Didn't I kill you?"

Su Chen tapped his fingers on the table: "Ms. Du, although you are destined to be a widow, it is not your destiny, but every choice you make, which is wonderful."

Kong Aichun reacted: "Xiao Su, do you mean that she specifically chooses short-lived marriages?"

Su Chen nodded.

"And among the people who pursue her, quite a few of them are short-lived, and they all..." He hesitated and gave a word, "Desire."

Kong Aichun: "..."

Du Wenjing's cheeks turned red, but she quickly adjusted her mood, smiled at Su Chen, and took out two hundred pieces from her exquisite leather bag: "Thank you, master, I understand."

She stood up slowly, picked up her umbrella, opened it, and walked into the rain.

Seeing this, Kong Aichun hurriedly sat down on the chair where she had just been: "Xiao Su, are you really not her husband?"

"Aunt Chun, it's really not true."

Su Chen put away the money and smiled at her.

"Then..." Kong Aichun hesitated, "How about you help me figure out whether I am destined to be a slave?"

Su Chen smiled.

"Aunt Chun, Crooks usually have strong personalities and don't distinguish between black and white, making people uncomfortable to get along with. You are not like that, absolutely not."

After hearing his words, Kong Aichun felt as sweet as if he had eaten a jar of honey.

She looked at Lian Zhenzhen proudly: "What did I say? I have no husband!"

Lian Zhenzhen was helpless: "I know, we all know that you are soft-hearted. Otherwise, would your mother-in-law be satisfied with you after you get married? If it were Croft, she would have fallen out with you long ago. How can she love you so much? Only those few If you don’t live your life as you want, I’ll talk nonsense about you when you get rich.”

"That's right." Kong Aichun drank up the sugar water happily, and finally heard the movement from upstairs, "Hey, A Biao is up."

Lian Zhenzhen glared at her: "A Biao, you can say whatever you want, not to mention A Kui. I finally got a daughter-in-law, and if you tell her she ran away, I will settle the score with you!"

"Don't dare, don't dare~"

Lian Zhenzhen saw that she hadn't touched the sugar water given to Du Wenjing, so she simply took it and drank it herself. She also shouted to Aunt Li outside, asking her to come in and have a drink too.

Aunt Li came in feeling wet, sighed and rubbed her hands: "Why did it rain today? I'm freezing to death!"

As she spoke, she stamped her feet again, and while drinking sugar water, she urged Lian Zhenzhen to take out her antique portable fire basket.

"Wait a minute, I'll go pick up some charcoal from the stove."

When Lao Liao came back with yellow paper and cinnabar in his arms, he was stunned: "Where are the people?"

Kong Aichun stuffed him with a bowl of sugar water: "You can't stop your mouth even if you eat it, but you can't bear to see the beauty leave? I'm telling you, Lao Liao, don't like her. Anyone who likes her is a short-lived ghost."

Lao Liao took a sip of sugar water and smacked it: "Is it true or false?"

"Xiao Su said it herself, can it be fake?"

"Hey, but to be honest, with her figure, beauty, and temper, I really don't dare to marry her if I don't have any ability. But now, there are many people who are looking at people who are capable. No, I heard about her next door a few days ago. A rich man in the city was kidnapped, and there is no news yet.”

Speaking of this, A Biao, who had just come downstairs, became interested: "I heard that his wife Hongxing was cheating on him and he found out that he and his lover killed her and pretended to be kidnapped..."

"Ah? Real or fake? Where did you hear that, A Biao?"

"Awei said that. As you know, he runs a taxi and is very well-informed. It is said that they are hiding in Cuicheng."

"Huh? A murderer, hiding in Cuicheng?"

Kong Aichun immediately clasped his hands together: "Please don't hide from us, let us live a good year in peace."

Lao Liao happily took another sip of sugar water and waved his hand: "If you really want to hide, you must hide in the shanty town. They are all foreigners there, so who cares where you come from?"

"Yes, yes, it's not like us here, who basically know everything."

Kong Aichun felt relieved for a while, then he heard footsteps. He turned around and saw An Jianhuan coming in with something in his arms.

"Ah Huan? You haven't been out for a long time. Have you bought all the new year's goods?"

"Aunt Chun, I bought it. Aunt Li, your outfit looks festive today. Good morning, Uncle Liao..."

An Jianhuan said hello and put the things he was holding on the table with some embarrassment.

"Master, you saved me. I didn't know how to repay you, so I made two pairs of shoes..."