Ci Yun Mountain, Wong Tai Sin Temple---

Early this morning, Sister Hong brought the purchased tributes, roasted suckling pigs, fresh fruits, and a large scent of fragrance to fulfill her wish for Wong Tai Sin.

In the past, I had to queue up to fulfill my wishes when I came here to fulfill my wishes because there were too many believers in the Wong Tai Sin Temple. However, today, Sister Hong brought too many thank-you gifts, so the Taoist priest who managed the Wong Tai Sin Temple specially allowed her to worship first.

For Sister Hong, this is something she has never seen before. In the past, she was watching the rich people bringing a lot of things like roasted suckling pigs and other things, and came to worship with great enthusiasm. Unexpectedly, she could become the protagonist today.

In the temple, Sister Hong knelt down in front of the statue of Huang Daxian, bowed devoutly, and said, "Wang Daxian, Huang Daxian, thank you for blessing our Dongzai. Now he has made his mark and I have lived in a big villa. Almost all the prayers here have come true. Now I don't have much ambitions. I hope you can bless him with peace and safety and don't fight and kill with others in the future!"

"His father died early, and I pulled their brothers and sisters together. It was not easy to pull them up so big. I got up early and went to bed late. I worked four or five jobs in one go. Now, I finally lived a good life. I hope their brothers and sisters are healthy. As for me, you can do whatever you want. When I am old, I am not afraid of anything!"

After nagging, Sister Hong bowed devoutly again: "By the way, I almost forgot to tell you something. Although we Adong is only eighteen or nineteen years old, we are considered men. Logically, we should have a girlfriend to pass on our family lineage. So if you are a godfather, just have a snack, don't just eat, drink and not work, at least give him the red thread!"

"I don't have much demands on girls. As long as my family background is good, I'm diligent, and know how to be filial to my parents-in-law. Of course, if you are a lame person, or a deaf person, don't introduce them. Although my Dongzai is a bad boy, he is a good person. Although he is not as good as those big stars, he is also a famous handsome boy in this area!"

After the prayer was finished, Sister Hong got up, then walked to the Taoist priest who drew lots and said she wanted to draw a "marriage sign" for her son Ye Jindong.

The Taoist priest asked her to pick a job in the fundraising tube.

Sister Hong looked at the tags, touched this and then that, looking hesitant, afraid that her hands would smell bad, so she drew the tag.

The Taoist priest became impatient and advised her: "If you draw one, you will be good or bad. The great immortal will arrange it for you!"

Then Sister Hong gritted her teeth, pulled out one from the barrel, and handed it to the Taoist priest who explained the signature.

The Taoist priest stroked his goatee, shook his head and said, "The rain drifted in the rivers and lakes, leaving the liver and courage; asking for things for a lifetime, love will not affect the weaving of women's clothes."

Sister Hong was confused when she heard this and asked the Taoist priest: "I am not very knowledgeable, what is it talking about?"

The Taoist priest explained professionally: "This is a sign for the second time, which means your son, who may have to travel far recently, and the good or bad will be uncertain, and he will die for a lifetime. As for love, he is even thin, and he may not have a girl in his life!"

Sister Hong was angry when she heard this, "What a bullshit! My Dongzai is full of energy and full of redness. She is very lucky recently! You actually said that he will die forever? You are sick!"

Taoist Master Jieqian was sprayed with saliva on his face and said with a strong anger: "I've all answered this by the signature. Do you believe it or not? Also, luck is good now, it doesn't mean it will be better in the future. Maybe this time you will encounter a car accident, a man-made disaster, a broken hand and foot, that would be a tragic!"

Sister Hong, nicknamed "Sister Liehuo", was furious when she heard this and directly grabbed Taoist Taoist Xiezhan's goatee: "Step you in the street! Do you dare to curse our Dongzai, do you believe me and I will chop you?!"

The Taoist priest didn't expect Sister Hong to be so tough and hurriedly said, "I'm just talking casually! Let go, otherwise I'll call the police!"

Sister Hong let go of him and said, "I believe you! Your stall will close sooner or later!" After that, she turned around and left.

The Taoist priest behind the scenes shouted: "Hey, have you not paid yet?"

Sister Hong turned around suddenly and walked over quickly.

Taoist Master Jieqi was so scared that he thought Sister Hong was going to get angry again, but he saw Sister Hong take out a hundred Hong Kong dollars from the red Kun bag he was carrying, slapped it on the table, and said, "I have always been one, two, two, two, and never owed anyone money!"

Looking at Sister Hong's back as she left, Taoist Master Jiezhan then helped him hold up the Taoist hat, and then pointed at Sister Hong and said, "Choose, show off! You have such a bad temper. Your son will definitely not be much better. Sooner or later, you will be hacked to death!"

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Back to the villa---

Because today is the weekend, my little sister Ye Jingying didn't go to school or write her homework, but instead held a bucket of cookies, ate cookies, and sat cross-legged on the sofa watching TV.

The cartoon "Cherry Maruko" is being performed on TV, and Ye Jingying giggled with a biscuit in her mouth.

As soon as Sister Hong entered the house, she saw this scene and couldn't help asking: "Have you finished your homework?"

"No."

“Didn’t you watch TV?”

"Write it later!"

"That's a big deal!" Sister Hong got angry. "Since moving, I saw that you have become lazy, and don't write homework or preview your homework!"

"My brother has succeeded, we have lived in a villa, so I still have to study?"

"What do you think?" Sister Hong asked, "What if one day your brother is out of touch, we are beaten back to our original form and move to the slum again?"

"Uh, no, right? My brother died so quickly?"

"Hurry up! I'm a metaphor!"

Ye Jingying could see that today my mother took gunpowder and quickly realized the reality. She got up from the sofa, lowered her head and said, "I'll do my homework!" She stuck out her tongue and ran away.

Sister Hong snorted coldly: "Things that are not good!"

Pick up the TV remote control on the sofa and adjust it to other channels.

This is a variety show entertainment channel. The big star Xu Xiaofeng on TV is singing her classic song "Season of the Wind"---

“The cool breeze blows gently and enters my clothes;

I stole it in summer and couldn't hear the sound.

The days passed by quickly, which made me feel more and more touched;

Remember that scene, colorful..."

Sister Hong took a deep breath, but she still felt so nervous that she felt that her life was unrealistic and more like a dream.

I used to think that moving from a slum was a kind of happiness, but now I feel awkward - the furniture is not my own, the kitchen is not my own, the house that I originally had to clean three times a day, but now it is clean and spotless, and she has nothing to do all day!

Sister Hong sat on the sofa, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt confused. She especially remembered the signature words that the Taoist priest said, saying that her son might have broken hands and feet and died when he went to Macau this time, so she was even more worried about her son Ye Jindong.
Chapter completed!