Chapter 314: Seeking omen

What do you mean?
Ask people to see if they have any ominous signs?
Is this a joke or a serious one?
In order to refute the talent, this bell doctor said that others have ominous, so she took the initiative to ask?
Is this a shame?
The people in the alley looked at the woman.
This woman has never seen her face, not the neighborhood where they are. Is it that other places are not pleasing to the eye?
Miss Jun was not angry and looked at the woman.
"You don't have it," she said, crossing the woman and going.
I have to say that the words of the liar and the beggar are really thick.
The people in the alley smiled and watched the fun.
The woman obviously didn't want Miss Jun to go this way, and she kept up.
"Miss Jun, look at you again," she said, looking a little bit with a pleading. "I really have a bad omen."
The smile on the face of the crowd in the alley suddenly froze again.
Looking at the woman's appearance, if it is acting, it is too invested.
Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.
"This big sister, you really have no ominous, you can rest assured," she said.
The woman's expression is not the slightest joy, but more uneasy.
"Miss Jun." She still didn't want to let Miss Jun leave, couldn't help but reach out and grab her sleeve. "I don't have it. Why don't you go to my house to see if there is a bad omen?"
God!
The crowds watching the crowds were stunned.
Miss Jun smiled helplessly and did not speak. The woman had already spoken again.
"Miss Jun, Miss Jun, I beg you, you can take a look." She pleaded.
"I will take a look. If you don't have one, please ask Gaoming, don't pester me." Miss Jun said.
How does this sound so strange?
Seems to ask her to see a doctor is more difficult for her?
I heard a doctor say this, but anyone who has a patient consultation should slap him a mouth.
But the woman obviously didn't know what the bones were, and she was very happy.
"Good," she said again and again, lest she said that it was late, the girl repented.
Talking about the busy front lead the way.
Watching this pedestrian go, the people in the alley still look awkward.
"Really please?"

Would it be money to ask for a show?

"No, I heard that this bell doctor really picks people."
"Yes, I heard that there is a wife who asked her to see a doctor. Instead, she did not show it to others, saying that the wife is not worthy."
"What does it mean to be unworthy?"
"It seems that she is going to see a doctor, she is picking a patient."
"That is to say that she will not see anything? Just look at what I will see?"
"It seems that it is not."
"Don't think about it, just follow it and you won't know."
After a discussion in the alley, people came out and watched the three people on the street chasing the past.
Turned a street to a front door.
Although this facade is not a big door, it is also a good home.
The woman knocked on the door, and the porter looked at Miss Jun’s master servant’s look.
"Sanniang, this is not good," he said.
The woman gave him a look.
"What do you know about a man's family," she whispered. "Don't talk nonsense."
Said and smiled apologetic to Miss Jun.
It seems that I fear that the words in this porter will anger Mrs. Jun.
Miss Jun smiled and didn't care.
"Miss Jun please," said the woman.
The concierge had to let it go, watching Miss Jun follow the woman and walked in.
"Women, believe in these gods." The porter shook his head and turned the door helplessly.
The neatness of the repair of the house, the simple atmosphere, is obviously very rich.
"Miss Jun, my wife and my mother are handkerchiefs. She tried to recommend Miss Jun before she left. She said that I must find you when I encounter difficulties." The woman who led the way said in a low voice.
The damselfly is the woman who consulted that night. Liu thinks that she also promoted the lady.
Miss Jun nodded with a smile, still did not speak.
Not much to ask, not to say.
The woman was relieved again, and she believed that Miss Jun was an expert.
Miss Jun followed the woman through the flower wall and came to the family's back house.
Under the eaves stood the hoes, the children running in the yard, and the laughter of the women in the room, the air seems to be filled with the aroma of the powder.
Here are the places where women and children live. Although some women and children need to show their faces and livelihoods, more women and children are raised in the depths, between their own relatives and friends, and outsiders are not known to outsiders.
"Miss Jun is here." The woman said to the hoes.
The people in the yard looked over and the hoes also played the curtain.
Miss Jun looked at these women and children, and looked calmly forward.
Yes, she doesn't need to be so busy to celebrate, and she doesn't need to find more people to join.
She does not need to spend money to capture the pursuit with kindness and skill, and she does not need to shout her hand to rejuvenate.
All she needs is an opportunity, a safe and acceptable opportunity to walk in the inner courtyard of the deep house.
She gathered her fame in the inner courtyard of the deep house and captured the women behind the high officials. Don't underestimate these women. Many times they can decide the success or failure of one thing, the life and death of a person.
Her sister and brother are in the deepest part of the inner courtyard of the deep house. She walked over step by step and always had the opportunity to go to her sister's brother.
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In the inner courtyard of the Lujia Mansion, the servants of the Shantou gathered, but the steps were light and there was no trace of noisy. Two hoes came from outside.
"What about the princess?" they whispered.
The hoes under the eaves pointed their fingers in one direction.
"In the garden," they said.
There were a lot of people on this street, but with the resettlement of the Wangwang House and the land house, many people have moved away. The house of Lu Yunqi occupies two places, and the building is wide, especially the garden. Lin Fan is unbeaten in all seasons.
"When I was afraid that these flowers and trees could not be raised, the adults simply moved the soil in the gardens of others to the ground."
In the garden, two gimmicks said with a smile, pointing to the front of a thick blooming flower, behind them is a lake, sitting in the pavilion at this time, this pavilion is almost made of colorful glass, the green lake reflects the water Hui.
Princess Jiuli sat on the blanket on the floor, threading the needle on the embroidered frame, and the pleated skirt was spread on the carpet like a flower.
Sitting in a colorful glass pavilion, she did not apply the powdered vegan skirt, but she was particularly bright.
She occasionally looked up at the flowerbed in front of her, with a shallow smile on her face.
"Yeah, that's great," she said.
Her voice is always the kind of gentleness, and even if the posture is sitting, it is also extremely dignified.
This is the princess raised in the palace. It would have been the princess of the real princess, a princess who was loved by the emperor and the prince.
The hoes looked at her with awe that could not be concealed.
Two gimmicks came here, respectful gift.
"Princess, adults can't say it today," they said.
Princess Jiuli nodded with a smile.
"Okay, I know," she said.
The hoes bowed their heads, but there was a hesitation about holding the tea up.
"Princess," she said.
Princess Jiuli put down the needle thread, took the tea, and looked at the flowerbed in front.
The prostitute who was kneeling on the ground couldn’t help but look up.
"Princess, the adult has added a new woman." She said quickly, "is the threshold of the West City."
Speaking of it, it seems that it can't be said.
She bowed her head and her voice was low.
"The small threshold of the West Gate."
Princess Jiuli looked at her.
"Oh," she said, putting the cup back on the hoe's hand, picking up the needlework again, and continuing to embroider.
Shantou looked wondering for a moment, but did not dare to speak more and hold the tea back.
Compared to the quiet inner house, the main street of the capital is the most noisy time. The tea house in the restaurant is full of people, and the baskets for selling wine are sold in the guests, but in this loud laughter, there is a sudden embarrassment.
"Let you give us the seven grandfather to let the private room out, are you jealous?"
Two or three people shouted in the corridor on the second floor.
Several shop buddies were uneasy about giving gifts to people in the room.
Zhu Xi, sitting downstairs in the guest room, looked up.
"Who is this?" He snorted. "It is even more arrogant than we are."