Chapter 19: [007] God's calculation begins (1)

The car passed Yangyang Village.
Yang Zimei got out of the car and refused to let the waiter take him home, so as not to ask the family members what the strengths and weaknesses might be, he might as well lie about Master.
Back at the door, my grandfather was discussing the construction of the earthen wall with my dad, my grandma was bending over to clean up the firewood, and my mother was sitting under the tree feeding her younger sister. No one looked worried.
When she saw her, everyone looked surprised.
"Niuniu, why did you come back from the old fairy so early today?" Grandma asked, wiping her sweat.
It seems that they thought that they had been on the Taoist Temple last night, and they were not worried at all, instead they were worried.
"Uh ... don't learn anything today, just come back early."
Yang Zimei sat in front of her mother, and after feeding her mother, she put her sister in a baby basket and asked her to take care of it.
The younger sister, who was full of milk, had fat little fingers, and stared at her with dark eyes.
Yang Zimei reached out and touched her sister's cute little face. The sister giggled and was very happy. She kept raising her two little hands and yelling.
Think of the tragic death of my sister in the last life!
Her heart twitched!
In this life, she must stop all this from happening, let her sister grow up smoothly, and call her sister sweetly.
"Brother, brother, something happened!"
Uncle Yang He came in hurrying and shouted.
"What's the matter?" Yang Qing asked, looking up puzzled.
"Liang Ruhua just fell into the lime pond and burned most of her body. Now she is being taken to the hospital." Yang He looked excited.
Liang Ruhua usually works as a blessing in the village, and no one does not hate her.
Yang Qing's face didn't have a gloating expression, but she gave a faint response, and then bowed her head to calculate how much material the earth wall needed.
Yang He was uninterested in asking himself, so he left.
Yang Zimei remembers the last life. Liang Ruhua did not have an accident. Now he was disfigured by the lime pond, which should be caused by the feng shui of his ancestor's grave.
Thirty minutes later, Yang He ran over again, screaming as if he found a new continent. "It was awful. The village chief also had an accident. He just took his wife to the hospital. The car suddenly broke down and hit a wall. I heard he was also injured. Now. "
"Brother, you say, is this their retribution?" Yang He whispered in Yang Qing's ear.
"Don't talk nonsense, watch out for the evil." Yang Qing warned.
"Okay, I won't tell you, I just see you being so miserably bullied by their family, just talking about making you happy and happy, really." Yang He saw Yang Zimei, who was reading a book, and walked over, curious. Asking, "Niuniu, what book are you reading?"
Yang Zimei smiled slightly. "Flip casually."
"Sackclothing?"
Yang He saw the cover of the book and said, "Niuniu, I heard that you are studying with the old Taoist chief on the mountain. Are you learning these feudal superstitions of fortune telling? Come and help Uncle see how lucky this year is."
Yang Zimei remembers that in the last life, Yang He went to Shenzhen to work with people, bought and sold it, made the first bucket of gold, and even opened a large wood processing factory, which was quite good.
"Are your uncle ready to leave for work in Shenzhen?" Yang Zimei pretended to look at him and asked.
Yang He heard it, and was very surprised. In these days, he was always restless thinking that he wanted to go out and about, but this idea was not told to anyone, even his wife did n’t know, he did n’t understand Yang Zimei. How did the five-year-old Niu Niu know that she really saw it?