Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Su Chen didn't say anything, just stared at the man.

The middle-aged man was frightened by his gaze, and his voice was stuttering.

"No, can't you calculate this?"

Su Chen shook his head: "You can calculate it."

"Then why, why..."

Su Chen sighed.

The middle-aged man in front of him had a few dark spots under his eyes, but his facial features were very regular, and his skin was fair. Even in middle age, his appearance was still good.

"You came to fortune-tell with the answer, are you dissatisfied with the money?"

The middle-aged man trembled, his eyes flickered, and his voice choked.

"Why?!"

"Why did she do this?"

Su Chen didn't want to pay attention to him.

But considering that he was the first to open the shop, he patiently explained: "Because you were laid off, you can't find a job, you didn't bring money home, how will the whole family live?"

The man was stunned, his cheeks flushed, and he was embarrassed.

"Your parents turned a blind eye, didn't you notice?"

The man closed his eyes in pain and gritted his teeth in hatred.

He found out.

Because he found out, he secretly followed his wife.

He saw her intimately hooking another man's arm and entering the yard.

He wanted to rush in, but his feet felt like they were filled with lead.

The man took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

"Then can you help me calculate what will happen to me if I get divorced? I can find a job, right?"

"Without her, I can definitely support my parents and children, right?"

Su Chen frowned: "Are you sure you want to calculate?"

The middle-aged man took out 20 yuan and slapped it on the table.

"Calculate!"

"Okay, give me the eight characters. If you don't remember the time, just tell me the year, month, and day."

The middle-aged man quickly reported it.

While Su Chen was calculating, Zhao Yukun had asked his younger brother to clean up the tables and chairs, and asked another younger brother to sweep the floor, and he got half of the old man's scallion pancake.

He ate the pancake and leaned against the door, looking at the middle-aged man.

He knew this man, who lived in Jiangmen Lane, and his name was Yu Shuhua.

People in that area used to work in the printing factory. After the printing factory closed down two years ago, some people found other jobs through connections and moved away, some people started to set up stalls in the streets, and some people started to play cards and gamble.

Yu Shuhua is not hardworking, nor is he decadent. He usually waits on the street corner with a sign saying "short-term worker". But maybe because of his natural white skin, people who are looking for physical work don't think much of him, so people who hold signs together have work almost every other day, but he may only work once every six or seven days.

Now he only makes 30 yuan a day doing short-term work. Before, he thought that his parents had retirement salary subsidies, so they could live smoothly. Just now, he heard that there was another hidden story.

After Su Chen calculated, he met Yu Shuhua's expectant eyes and nodded.

"Even if you don't divorce, you can find a job next month."

"The salary of this job is not high, just enough for the whole family."

Yu Shuhua couldn't help but raise his mouth when he heard it: "Really?"

Su Chen nodded: "Really, so you don't have to divorce."

"Divorce, why not?!"

Yu Shuhua slapped the table: "She has cheated on me, and I still keep her, waiting for others to laugh at me?"

Su Chen pondered for a moment and reminded: "Your wife is for the family."

"I know, but did I force her? I would rather eat coarse food!"

"Can I use this kind of money with peace of mind?"

Su Chen saw that he couldn't make sense, and added: "What if I say that she will suffer a blow and have mental problems after the divorce?"

Yu Shuhua was stunned for a moment, and soon gritted his teeth.

"After the divorce, we are strangers," he took a deep breath, "Everyone has his own destiny."

Zhao Yukun sneered silently.

What a good sentence, everyone has his own destiny.

Su Chen nodded, his tone calm: "Then I wish you a smooth divorce."

Yu Shuhua stood up, his eyes firm: "I will."

Su Chen put away the 20 yuan after he walked away.

Glancing at Zhao Yukun, he smiled: "There is no need to be so bitter and resentful."

"You are really not a human being!" Zhao Yukun cursed in a low voice.

"Everyone has their own choices. Some people choose to sacrifice themselves to make their families better, and some people choose to die in glory rather than live in disgrace." Su Chen gestured to Zhao Yukun to sit down on the side.

The latter frowned: "Master, what do you mean... someone surnamed Yu actually had someone entangled with him, but he refused?"

Seeing Su Chen nod, Zhao Yukun snorted: "Even so, he is a coward!"

"You can't wait to get a divorce when you are sure you can find a job next month. Why didn't you get a divorce before? Selfish!"

Su Chen didn't refute, and smiled and continued to draw talismans.

Seeing this, Zhao Yukun stood up silently and entered the teahouse.

The old man poured him a cup of tea: "It is said that if a person does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. Sometimes selfishness is good."

"Old Song, you are also speaking for the surname Yu?!"

The old man took a sip and smiled: "The incident has already happened. He is in pain, and his wife may not be unpainful. Instead of both of them being tortured, it is better to separate."

But his wife will be mentally ill after the divorce!

Zhao Yukun was about to refute, but suddenly frowned: "Old Song, what you said..."

Isn't the surname Yu?

The old man drank the tea in the cup and looked at him deeply.

"Xiao Kun, it's not that I, Old Song, don't want to help you."

Zhao Yukun sat up immediately after hearing this.

"With your current conditions, you are not worthy of Shishi."

"But if one day you can enter the Qinglong Society and get to the top, maybe you can give it a try."

Zhao Yukun's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "I know."

The old man smiled: "Don't be so serious, relax~"

"This is no longer a cannibalistic world. No matter how you go, as long as people are willing to work hard, all roads are smooth and avenues."

Zhao Yukun drank the tea in a gulp and stood up: "Old Song, I have something to do and I'll leave first!"

The old man waved his hand: "Go, go."

The bell rang from the watch shop in the distance, and Su Chen raised his watch and glanced at it.

Unknowingly, it was already 12 o'clock.

He stood up, cleaned up the table, got up and entered the teahouse, and went to the backyard as if he was familiar with the place.

At that time, in a room in the backyard, Song Shishi yawned and opened the door, and saw Su Chen's figure slowly disappearing in front of her.

She was stunned, blinked, and wiped it fiercely again.

"See, what the hell?"

Xiao Liu'er's curious voice came from inside: "Sister, what did you say?"

"Oh no, nothing, I mean, Xiao Liu'er, you have taken off your prosthesis, will you have to sit in a wheelchair in the future?"

Song Shishi narrowed her eyes: "I just don't know if the wheelchair is expensive, if it is expensive..."

"Sister, don't hypnotize me anymore~"

Song Shishi went in and pinched Xiao Liu'er's face.

"Stupid Xiao Liu'er, sister is not stupid, hypnosis has been discovered, how can I still use it?"

"Don't worry, sister means, do you want to find another job, work in the afternoon, so that you can save more money!"

Xiao Liu'er shook her head: "No, sister is already very tired."

Song Shishi: "Not tired!"

"Look at me now, I woke up full of energy after a sleep!"

"Look at me kicking, looking at me punching, looking at me spinning... oops!"

The old man saw his granddaughter falling to the ground, with a helpless look on his face.

After hesitating for a while, he still walked in and handed over a square plastic bag tied with a rubber band.

Song Shishi was puzzled: "Grandpa, what is this?"

"Tea brick?"

The old man rolled his eyes: "Aren't you going to buy a wheelchair for Xiao Liu'er? This is the money I saved!"

Song Shishi was stunned for a moment, jumped three feet high, and snatched the plastic bag.

"Old man, you can save money? Let me see how much it is. The sun is rising from the west!"