Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Chunming Street is neither long nor short.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, there were really few shops open, but A Biao was happy to introduce old and good shops, and he often took people into the alleys to show the way.

Su Chen noticed that Yueyue walked unsteadily, weighed little Ayun, leaned over and picked up the little guy.

When they reached the hardware store, Acai also dragged his feet.

Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Biao, let's go to your house to drink some water and take a rest."

He glanced at Liu Chunhua and Old Man Su, who were still full of energy, and asked: "Mom and Dad, you can go in and sit for a while."

Liu Chunhua waved her hand: "I'm not tired."

"That's right, when we were young, walking on mountain roads was like flying, and such flat land is not tiring at all, but A Biao, the bluestone slabs on this road are really comfortable to look at."

"Really? It is said that when the Lin family built the house in the early years, these bluestones were taken from Jian It was cut from the state and shipped down by boat. It cost a lot of money. "

Old man Su sighed: "They are really rich."

"Unlike us, our ancestors have been digging for food in the fields for generations, and they are poor."

He subconsciously bent down to touch the hookah, and after touching nothing, he sighed: "A Biao, do we sell hookah here?"

"Yes, it is sold in most small shops."

"That's good, that's good."

As he spoke, A Kui came out with a plate of oranges and a plate of peanuts and melon seeds.

The door of the yarn shop opposite was not fully opened today, only one door was opened. Kong Aichun inside saw a group of people sitting here, curiously poked his head out, and suddenly he was happy.

"Hey, little Su, are you going to set up a stall today?"

Su Chen waved his hand: "Aunt Chun, no, I just brought my parents here to walk around and get familiar with the city."

"Are you here, brother and sister? Oh, you have a good son."

Kong Aichun came over in a red dress, bent down, picked up an orange, peeled it, and talked about her sister.

Liu Chunhua immediately became interested.

Although old man Su was peeling peanuts for his grandson, his ears were stretched long.

During the days when Su Chen set up a stall in Chunming Street, Kong Aichun was almost in charge of the store. She was also a good talker. She talked about her sister, niece A Kui, and the short-lived young man who provoked the baby ghost...

Liu Chunhua's body became straighter and straighter, and her eyes became more and more proud.

She even gave a wink to old man Su when she had time.

Look!

Our A Chen is so powerful.

Others listened with great interest, but Su Chen felt a little embarrassed when he heard it.

Fortunately, his expression was like that normally, so he just didn't respond.

Even so, after a while, he still used the excuse of taking the child to bask in the sun and quietly moved the chair out.

Before they had been basking in the sun for long, someone came running over in surprise.

"Master, Master, please help me calculate!"

With one sentence, the sleeping little Ayun was awakened directly.

The little guy didn't cry, but looked at the person curiously with his eyes open, and then turned his head and grabbed Su Chen's clothes with his little hands.

"Little Ayun, be good. Daddy will make you some milk powder later," Su Chen comforted him and looked at Zhong Hongqi, "Why? Didn't you get rich?"

"Hehe," Zhong Hongqi handed over a red envelope respectfully, "Master, I did get a little rich. You are so accurate!"

Seeing Su Chen put away the red envelope, Zhong Hongqi grinned and asked, "Master, can you help me calculate which time will be more prosperous in terms of wealth recently?"

"Still want to gamble?"

"Hehe," Zhong Hongqi rubbed his hands, "Who can complain about having too much money, Master, don't you think?"

Su Chen nodded: "I remember your horoscope. Let me calculate your fortune for this month."

"Hey, okay."

In the hardware store, Liu Chunhua took a closer look and curiously asked Kong Aichun and A Biao, "Who is this person?"

"A gambler." A Biao commented.

Kong Aichun frowned: "What does this mean? Didn't Xiao Su say he got rich before? Then why is he still smiling?"

"Didn't his family get into trouble? I thought he would be in mourning for a while."

A Biao shook his head blankly: "Not sure."

A Kui reminded: "Just now he seemed to say he got a small fortune, not a big fortune."

Kong Aichun suddenly realized: "In other words, he didn't go gambling on the night of the 27th? I was wondering why he was so bad-tempered and bruised last time. It turned out that he missed the opportunity to make a fortune."

After a pause, she commented: "He still has a conscience!"

A Biao nodded in agreement.

When they met the curious eyes of Liu Chunhua and Old Man Su, they talked about the matter again.

Liu Chunhua was happy: "Old man, why don't we let Achen calculate our fortune? If I'm lucky, I'll play cards with them and win two or three hundred yuan from them!"

Old man Su glanced at her: "Are you still thinking about Axiong winning money? Gambling and playing cards are not good."

"Go away, who will believe you if you don't? I want to ask Achen."

On the other side, Su Chen finished calculating, met Zhong Hongqi's burning eyes, and shook his head slowly: "No good fortune this month, but your regular fortune is good."

"Right fortune?" Zhong Hongqi frowned suspiciously, "Do you have to work diligently?"

Thinking of his sister and brother-in-law who had been hinting at finding him a job these two days, Zhong Hongqi waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I can't bear the hardship of working."

Su Chen smiled: "Are you worried about your mother's health?"

Zhong Hongqi scratched his ear: "Who, who said that, anyway, I just don't want to go to work."

"Who can stand working eight hours a day?"

"I only make one or two hundred a month, which is not enough for me to lose a hand."

Su Chen nodded: "You are indeed not suitable for work, but you don't have to work to make money, you can do business."

"Business?"

"Don't your parents collect junk?" Su Chen reminded.

Zhong Hongqi said disdainfully: "How much money can you make by collecting junk?" Thinking of the hundred yuan before, Zhong Hongqi coughed lightly, "Master, can my legitimate income be more than a thousand?"

"You are smart, more than that."

"I am smart?" Zhong Hongqi blinked, "Master, you mean, I can make a lot of money by collecting junk? But I..."

I am just a idiot!

I can't do anything!

Su Chen rubbed his fingers at him: "For divination."

"Oh, oh, oh." Zhong Hongqi hurriedly took out 20 yuan and handed it to Su Chen, "Master, can I come to you to calculate my fortune next month?"

"Sure!"

After getting a positive answer, Zhong Hongqi stood up happily, but he was still scratching his head suspiciously when he left: "How can I make a lot of money by collecting junk? How to make it..."

When he left, Kong Aichun grabbed a handful of melon seeds and came to Su Chen, his eyes shining.

"Xiao Su, can you make a lot of money by collecting junk? At least one thousand? How do you do it?"

Su Chen shook his head: "I don't know."

Kong Aichun sighed: "If I knew, I would also go to collect junk. Xiao Su, you don't know that my wool shop business is really hard to do!"

"Aunt Chun is joking. You, your business is booming and your wealth is rolling in!"

Kong Aichun was happy: "Hey, with what you said, Xiao Su, I will definitely make a fortune this year!"

While chatting, a group of yellow-haired people slowly walked over.

There were men and women, in a large group.

Kong Aichun subconsciously shrank her neck when she saw them.

"Damn it, why are they out in the street in broad daylight? They usually come out at night."