My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

Chapter 59 Your dad is praying for you

 That’s right, the person who came was the old man who gave the chicks to Mianmian and Gu Youyou.

After scolding his son, the grandfather walked up to Mianmian with a smile: "Little baby, you are in town again. Old man, I went to see a doctor. The doctor said that you should not move around and have a good rest for two days. I haven't had time to go to the village yet. Looking for you here."

"You don't have to look for Mian Mian Da." Mian Mian looked at the old grandpa and noticed that the old man's face was dark again, and sighed, "You need to take a good rest because of your illness, and your family members need to do good things together."

When Yang Daji saw his father speaking so politely to this three-year-old baby, his original arrogance completely disappeared. With a smile, he put his face in front of Grandpa Yang and said, "Dad, what you said saved you." What does fate mean?”

Grandpa Yang slapped his son on the face: "Unfilial son, you won't listen to me anyway. Is it interesting to ask these questions?"

Yang Daji quickly apologized: "I listen, I am obedient. Dad, please calm down. Just tell me, what happened to you?"

Grandpa Yang had a straight face.

He fainted before and asked everyone he knew not to tell his son because he was angry that his son always did bad things and wanted to cut off relations with him.

Who knew that the little benefactor would come to sell watermelons today, and his son would come to chase the little benefactor away. What kind of thing would this be? He immediately told Yang Daji everything with a straight face.

"...That's it. The doctor said that I fainted at that time. I had to take the medicine in time, otherwise I would have to be admitted to the hospital. Now after the examination, the condition is not bad, but I just need to rest. He also asked me where the medicine came from. Generally speaking, this kind of disease Suddenly fainted, and the person died immediately."

Yang Daji’s face turned pale with fright after hearing this.

 How could it be a heart disease? If it is related to the heart, wouldn't it be very easy to be life-threatening?

“Oh, my son is unfilial. You don’t even know you are sick. Come on, come on, sit down and talk.”

Yang Daji winked at the little follower behind him, and the little follower immediately brought a chair for Grandpa Yang to sit on. Grandpa Yang did feel tired from standing and sat down.

 “So, you can’t drive away the old man’s savior, cough cough cough.”

“Yes, please drink some water.” After Grandpa Yang finished speaking, Yang Daji took out the thermos cup from his trouser pocket and handed it over.

After handing it over, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Mianmian: "Thank you, thank you for saving my dad. It was my problem just now. I shouldn't threaten you to prevent you from doing business."

 Mianmian raised her chin: "Okay, Mianmian forgives you. Mianmian is my aunt, and you have a lot."

"Yes, auntie, how about you look at this, I bought your watermelon for 2 yuan a pound, so that you don't have to bask in the sun here, and then you two go to a restaurant with me to have a casual meal, and let me have a good time How about entertaining you?" Yang Daji felt really guilty and simply knelt on the ground to speak.

Even though people around him were pointing fingers at him, he didn’t think there was anything wrong with him, and he still had a smile on his chubby face.

Mianmian shook his head: "No, Mianmian wants to sell watermelons to the residents here. Tell them that you will not let them have no fruit to eat again, and you have to apologize."

Yang Daji nodded, repeated what Mianmian said through a loudspeaker, and apologized to everyone.

The residents in the town had never seen Yang Daji like this, and had never heard Yang Daji apologize before, so they talked a lot.

“Yang Daji, if nothing else, it’s a good thing that you are so filial.”

“Even so, Old Man Yang still has a good son. It’s not like me, the old lady. All the children I raised flew to big cities and never came back. Alas.”

“Then this watermelon can still be bought, right? It’s fresh and good. It’s hot and you can buy it to quench your thirst.”

Hearing that the people around him did not continue to complain about himself, Yang Daji was thoughtful.

He thought about what his father said just now. In fact, his father didn't know that there was something wrong with his body at first. He fainted and took the medicine given by his sister-in-law and woke up. He thought that he still had to go to the hospital for a check-up before he found out. For a disease that no one knew about, a little baby gave me medicine just by looking at him. He must be capable!

Yang Daji kowtowed to Mianmian again and asked Mianmian sincerely: "Sister-in-law, you said before my father came that my father would do something bad because of me. What happened? Can you tell me more?"

Mian Mianzai looked at Yang Daji's face carefully, then looked at the old man behind him, and said in a sweet voice: "I have to ask first, you have to wait."

 She looked for the staff and asked if they could tell people's fortunes.

The staff member had already contacted Director Hu using a headset. After getting the answer, he walked over to Mianmian and said, "Sister-in-law, you can tell your fortune."

 If you want to tell fortunes, you have to follow the rules previously predicted and get paid!

As soon as Mianmian said this, Yang Daji readily took out 888 yuan in cash and handed it to Mianmian.

Mianmian handed the money to his seventh nephew for safekeeping, and then asked Yang Daji to wait for a while: "Although you paid, everyone here was queuing up to buy watermelons, and you also have to wait in line until Mianmian wants to sell the watermelons. Let me tell you your fortune."

Mianmian spoke seriously, but in her heart she was thinking: Those fat little bad guys who bully those old people must be taught a lesson.

Yang Daji actually doesn't like queuing, but looking at his father, he still obediently holds the loudspeaker and actively asks the people who were queuing to come back.

Everyone arranged themselves again and bought a big watermelon from Mianmian. After buying, they didn’t leave without carrying the watermelon, and continued to watch the excitement around.

Yang Daji is squatting in front of Mianmian, waiting for Mianmian to tell her fortune.

Mianmian has long been optimistic about it, so now she just needs to say it.

“You look like you have good fortune, but the wealth you got is not good wealth, and you are very stingy, right?”

“You have problems with your children’s palace and your parents’ palace. You will lose your mother in your early years and your father in your middle age, and the probability of you having children is very small.”

"This is all because of your business. When you purchased fruits last year, you lowered the price and made an old woman angry. She died of illness at night. The old woman cursed you before she died. Did you still have nightmares at night? That’s grandma looking for you.”

"Although you don't want to harm the old lady, it has something to do with you, so the transformed black energy will gather on you. You have wealth but not good health, so you have constant minor illnesses and disasters."

Yang Daji was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat.

The little milk baby in front of him didn't make logical sentences when giving him instructions, but the content was enough to make him more confident that the other party was capable.

　　Yes, he is very stingy, so he always takes action on his own in terms of acquisitions and never relies on others, not even his wife. He also did it himself to lower the price. At that time, the old lady cried and said that her husband was dying because of those oranges, and she hoped that he could give a high price so that he could build his wife's grave.

 He still didn't relent, and the price he gave was either low or high. Within a few days, someone said that the old lady was so angry that he dreamed of standing on her grave at night.

He was afraid of being told about this nightmare, so he didn't tell anyone.

While Yang Daji was still thinking about this, Mianmian added: "Your father will be sick. In fact, he prays for you every day and is willing to share your bad luck."

These words hit Yang Daji's heart like thunder.

 He looked at his old father in astonishment, his eyes full of disbelief.

His father, who scolded him every time we quarreled that he wanted money rather than his life and would rather die early, secretly prayed for him every day? Or even said that it transferred all the bad luck?

 (End of this chapter)