Metaphysical Talisman Wife Fortune-telling Spirit: Orion eats chaff and I eat meat

Xiao Luoyi counted his fingers and frowned slightly: Why did the evil path appear again? !
An evil person who is not a businessman would not harm people for the sake of a shop, so there is only one possibility left: he is being used by others.

Xiao Luoyi asked Li Jinrong: "Whose family is here to buy a shop?"

Li Jinrong: "Sun family."

Xiao Luoyi raised his eyebrows and couldn't believe his ears: "Sun family?! Which Sun family?"

"Sun Yuanxu. Today's richest man in the city." Li Jinrong spoke and took a cautious look at Xiao Luoyi.

He knew that Xiao Luoyi had done things for the Sun family before, and he even doubted whether Xiao Luoyi had done this.

But looking at Xiao Luoyi's current reaction, it doesn't seem like Xiao Luoyi did it.

If it was Xiao Luoyi who did it, she shouldn't have reacted like this.

Xiao Luoyi lowered his eyes and thought for a moment: "I'll go with you. Just wait."

Seeing Xiao Luoyi enter the door, Li Jinrong's wife Shi Qiuchan couldn't help but ignite hope: "Master, is this possible?"

Li Jinrong gritted his teeth: "If she dares to come with us, she is at least three points sure. Besides, are you willing to be bullied by the Sun family like this?"

"I'm not willing to give in!" Shi Qiuchan gritted his teeth and looked at the door eagerly.

Xiao Luoyi told Chen Huaijin about the situation, but his eyes fell on Taoist Priest Hongyuan: "Taoist Priest, if I go to Fucheng, can the third brother help me watch over it?"

Taoist Priest Hongyuan glanced at Chen Huaixian and the little white dog, and nodded: "Go and do your business, there is nothing at home."

With these two here, what else could happen?
Xiao Luoyi felt relieved and looked at Chen Huaijin: "Are you leaving now?"

So the couple drove up and followed Li Jinrong's car.

Just one day later, when they saw Chen Huaijin driving away from Leigong Village with others, the people in Luomapo were extremely jealous.

Doesn’t it mean that people in the countryside don’t have money and usually don’t go to markets or towns?

They were running to the city the next day, why were they so leisurely? !
Zhao Er and Wen Dayuan also saw it, and Zhao Er couldn't help but look forward to it: "Dayuan, do you think they will bring us food and wine when they come back today?"

Wen Dayuan didn't know, he shook his head honestly: "How do I know about their family's affairs? Yesterday the lame man at the entrance of the village said that the Chen family had important matters and no outsiders were seen. Didn't they not let outsiders into the village yesterday?"

Disappointment suddenly flashed across Zhao Er's eyes.

Luo Ma Slope is boring in every possible way. This morning, he had already picked up Qingyun and Peng Jiayu. He asked Peng Jiayu to beat his legs and Qingyun to cook. He also bullied the exiled untouchables when he had nothing to do. The quality of his life suddenly improved.

It was hard to deal with the meat-and-win situation: it took half an hour to ride a horse in Xintao Town, and he had to pay for it himself, which made him feel sick.

Hou Qiaoyu, who was mending Zhao Er's clothes at the side, said with heavy eyes: "The carriage in front also came yesterday, and it's here again today. What are you going to do?"

Zhao Er suddenly realized: "Chen Huaijin's wife knows how to tell fortunes and tell fortunes. She is a famous goddess in Yongzhou Prefecture. She must have been invited to do this."

When he mentioned this, Zhao Er couldn't help drooling: "You can make money quickly from this! I heard that Mrs. Xiao now just tells people's fortunes, reads fortunes, and eliminates disasters, all for a hundred taels of silver!"

"Why don't I have the fate to marry such a beautiful and profitable woman?"

Zhao Er sighed as soon as he thought of this, and couldn't help but kicked Peng Jiayu: "You are the loser! I just bought you home, and you got such a hopeless job!"

Peng Jiayu whimpered after being kicked, but she didn't dare to argue and just shed tears silently.

Qingyun couldn't help but slap her in the face as she looked weak and tearful.

"Why are you crying? Who are you crying for? Here! Your Marquis is mowing the grass over there! Go! Wait for him!" Who is going to mow the grass? !

Peng Jiayu didn't dare to speak anymore and burst into tears.

Zhao Er's heart felt a little itchy after seeing it, and he coughed and said, "Go get some grass and branches for cooking later."

There isn't much else in this mountain, just a lot of grass and trees.

Peng Jiayu agreed and went.

Hou Qiaoyu lowered his eyes: This Zhao Er is really useless. Since Chen Huaijin's wife is so profitable, you should take action!
Just envy is of no use!

Once a woman commits herself to someone else, what else can she do?Naturally it is towards you.

No, we have to go over the fire again.

Farther away, Chen Yanfeng, who was mowing the grass, was suddenly grabbed by his clothes: "Dad, I'm hungry."

Chen Yanfeng turned around and looked at Chen Huaijue. The child had a look on his face and his big eyes were looking at him, full of longing.

Chen Yanfeng: "..." I'm hungry too, but what's the use?

I can only eat two meals of gruel a day!

The Yongzhou government office gave them two bags of grains. So many people had to wait until this barren grass slope was reclaimed and then grow grains, otherwise the whole family would starve to death.

The voice from the other side came over, and Chen Yanfeng couldn't help but look over there, just in time to see his wife mending clothes with a low eyebrow.

Chen Huaijue also looked over and saw Zhao Er eating. He couldn't help but think of the piece of rice krispie treats: "Dad, is there anything to eat there?"

Chen Yanfeng smiled bitterly: "When your mother comes back, you can ask your mother yourself."

No matter who Hou Qiaoyu warms the bed at the moment, the child will always be hers, and she will never deny it to her child when she has something to eat.

Hou Qiaoyu finished mending her clothes and looked at Zhao Er eagerly.

Mrs. Weiyuan Hou, who was once aloof, now looked at her pitifully, with a pleading look on her face, which greatly satisfied Zhao Er's vanity.

Zhao Er was in a good mood and threw a white-faced steamed bun to Hou Qiaoyu: "Take it!" He looked like giving alms to a beggar.

Even though Zhao Er was so dismissive, Hou Qiaoyu still showed a look of gratitude: "Thank you so much, Mr. Zhao! Thank you so much, Mr. Zhao..."

After taking the steamed buns and returning to the shack, Hou Qiaoyu hadn't even walked out three steps when Chen Huaijue rushed out from behind and rushed toward the steamed buns in her hand with clear eyesight and quick hands.

Hou Qiaoyu didn't hide, so he took away most of the steamed bun, leaving only the small piece in his palm.

She looked around and met several pairs of longing eyes, one of which belonged to Chen Yanfeng!
Meeting Hou Qiaoyu's eyes, Chen Yanfeng lowered his head in shame.

Hou Qiaoyu almost laughed out loud: Ha!A steamed bun that I got from selling myself was just for my son to eat, but the majestic Marquis Weiyuan had the nerve to covet it? !

What sin have you done?

Hou Qiaoyu stuffed the last bit of steamed bun into his mouth without hesitation.

The long-lost taste of white noodles spread in his mouth, and Hou Qiaoyu seemed to have hands growing in his throat, swallowing it before he could taste it carefully.

After a mouthful of steamed buns, I was not satisfied. On the contrary, I was like a devil from the Nine Nether Hell, and all my desire for food was brought out: I am so hungry!I really want to eat! (End of chapter)