Chapter 256: Peach Blossom (3)

Chapter 256
"Fang Zhiqiang, are you crazy? It's your business what you want to do with other girls, why do you want to get me in?" Huang Wanting angrily sat down and cursed Fang Zhiqiang.
Fang Zhiqiang smiled and said, "I'm sorry, don't be familiar with him. He has such a problem, his mouth is broken, and he can't speak. Should he still eat?"
"Stop eating, I'm not in the mood, I'm going back." Huang Wanting said.
"Sit down for a while, I can't go back now." Fang Zhiqiang said helplessly.
"It's your business if you don't go back. I want to go back." Huang Wanting said, stood up, and after two steps, Fang Zhiqiang said, "Even if you can't go back, you don't have to sit here all the time? Once you leave, you will feel better."
Huang Wanting left after speaking.
Fang Zhiqiang was stunned, then once again carrying the guitar and following Huang Wanting out of the small stall.
"Are you faithful?" Huang Wanting stopped and turned to ask Fang Zhiqiang as she walked.
"Faith?" Fang Zhiqiang was stunned, and then nodded and said: "I believe that fate is sometimes necessary, and there is no time for fate. I always think so. No one can take it. I can’t keep anyone who’s not mine.

"Okay, then I'll take you to a place." Huang Wanting nodded, and then led Fang Zhiqiang to an alley.
"Where to go?"
"Go to a place where you can see your destiny." Huang Wanting said as she walked.
As he walked, Huang Wanting suddenly led Fang Zhiqiang to an old man who set up a stall. The old man was already very old, his hair was white, his beard was white, and even his eyes were sunken. The so-called stall is a small stall with the words fortune-telling written on it.
"Grandpa, give him a fortune." Huang Wanting said directly.
"What is my fate, I, this is where you can see fate? I never believe in these feudal superstitions, I don't look at this." Fang Zhiqiang said quickly, startled.
"Give me some face, sit here and do the math. After the calculation, you can see your fate, trust me." Huang Wanting pulled Fang Zhiqiang past Fang Zhiqiang and forced Fang Zhi onto the booth.
"I don't watch...I..."
"Grandpa, come and tell him a fortune." Huang Wanting said directly to the fortune-telling old man.
"Young man, what do you want? Marriage or future?"
"Count the marriage first, then the future." Huang Wanting said quickly.
"I'm a fart, I, I never believed in this thing, I..."
"Give me face, don't talk." Huang Wanting shouted again, and then said: "You count it."
"Tell me about the time of your life." The old man lay on his face staring at Fang Zhiqiang, and asked Fang Zhiqiang as he watched. Maybe because of his age and his eyes are not so good, the old man almost leaned on Fang Zhiqiang's face, making Fang Zhiqiang nauseous.
In the end, Fang Zhiqiang was helpless and reported his birth date and time, and let the old man calculate it. He only asked the old man to quickly move his face away from his face a few centimeters away.
The old man did it again after watching it for a while, pinching his fingers there.
In fact, to be honest, the old man's old-fashioned and white hair and white beard is really a bit of a fairy tale in the TV series. However, Fang Zhiqiang is a standard atheist, a materialist, and has never believed in these so-called gods and Taoisms. In his heart, this old man is a standard "god stick."
"Young man, your life has been ill-fated and hard-to-fate, and your fate carries the evil spirit. No matter what you do, it will not go smoothly. However, as long as you survive this evil spirit, it will disappear and you will become rich in the future. It's expensive." The old man said slowly, his accent was not a local accent, and Mandarin was also very non-standard. Fang Zhiqiang could only listen vaguely to what it meant.
"Tianwang Sha? This term is fresh enough, you just say it is a broom star." Fang Zhiqiang smiled authentically.
"Seriously." Huang Wanting patted Zhiqiang and said.
"Grandpa, what about his marriage? What did the marriage say?" Huang Wanting asked for Fang Zhiqiang.
"Peach Blossom and Peach Blossom Fiend possessed, marriage, it's difficult, no one can solve this disaster." The old man shook his head when he said this.
Fang Zhiqiang and Huang Wanting couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
"Dare you say something fresh?" Fang Zhiqiang laughed.
"Young man, don't take it seriously. This Peach Blossom Tribulation will accompany you throughout your life. I don't know when it will disperse. The only thing you can do is to do good deeds and do good deeds." The old man said again.
"I...I have done good deeds in my life. The most despicable thing I have ever done is to kill a fish. I have never killed a chicken." Fang Zhiqiang was speechless.
"Okay, thank you, this is twenty yuan, thank you." Huang Wanting said quickly, took out twenty yuan from her body and put it on the table, then pulled Fang Zhiqiang away.
"Are you sick? When you are young, you actually believe in this thing. What kind of is this. You can say these things if you call them. Are these worth twenty yuan? If he can really watch his life Then why doesn't he count his fate? Can he still sit here to tell his fortune telling when he is old?" Fang Zhiqiang said endlessly.
"Actually I don't believe it either." Huang Wanting walked slowly.
"If you don't believe me, are you still pulling me over for fortune-telling?"
"I came to him a few years ago to find him for fortune-telling. I asked him if I could achieve my dream in this life. He told me that he said that I would be able to get help from noble people this year, and then I would become so prosperous."
"What about the result? Spiritual?"
"Do you think it's spirit? If it's spirit, would I live with you on the street like I am now?" Huang Wanting said lightly.
"Then you still call me over?"
"He is 72 years old this year and his eyes are not very good. He is a foreigner. It is said that he came to look for his daughter. When the daughter came out to work when she was in her twenties, she never went back. He was helpless. There is only one daughter. He came here ten years ago in order to find her, but he couldn't find it. He has been relying on fortune-telling to maintain it, and he didn’t want to go back. He only knew that his daughter was in Shanghai, so he stayed here. Waiting for my daughter, did you see the banner hanging on his booth? There is his daughter's photo and name on it. He said that he would stay here until the day he died." Huang Wanting said slowly With.
"He has a very difficult life. Many people here know that he lives in the basement. Many people go to help him and give him money and other things. He doesn't want it. He is unwilling to accept help from others. So, kindly People would choose to go to him for fortune-telling. Nine out of ten fortune-tellers went to him to help him deliberately."
"So you are one of them?"
"Forget it, he is old, his eyes are not good, and his memory is not good. So, you went yesterday, and he won't remember it after two days." Huang Wanting smiled, and then said: "You don't think, although He is fortune-telling, but is his own story actually a true symphony of destiny?"