My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 16 Fortune Telling and Inheritance

The next morning, when Lu Yuan got up, Chen Xiaomiao was already busy in the kitchen, simmering porridge in a pot.

Seeing that Chen Xiaomiao was full of energy and showed no signs of staying up late, Lu Yuan was finally relieved.

It seems the young girl has good self-control, at least much better than I did at seventeen or eighteen...

"morning."

"Good morning, time for porridge!"

After sitting down at the dining table, Lu Yuan opened his phone to check the calendar.

He has to go back to school to register tomorrow. Although he won't be staying in the dormitory, Chen Xiaomiao will be home alone most of the time.

He pondered for a moment and then asked, "Would you like to go out for a walk? I'll accompany you to familiarize yourself with the surroundings, so you can go out by yourself in the future."

Chen Xiaomiao shook her head: "No, no, I'm fine staying at home. I don't have that identity card. If I cause any trouble, it will make things difficult for you."

"We can't stay cooped up in the house without an ID card, it's like being in prison. We have to go out and get some fresh air... Let's eat quickly, and after we change our clothes we'll set off."

After leaving the house, Lu Yuan led Chen Xiaomiao to the subway station on foot, chatting casually.

"Xiao Miao, have you ever heard of Jiangcheng before?"

"I've never heard of it!"

Speaking in her soft, gentle Yuzhou accent, Chen Xiaomiao recited: "The ancients have ridden the yellow crane away, leaving only the Yellow Crane Tower behind! The yellow crane is gone and will never return, while the white clouds drift aimlessly for a thousand years!"

After she finished reciting Cui Hao's poem with a swaying head, she even pretended to explain it to Lu Yuan.

"Do you know this poem? It was written by Cui Hao, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty..."

In the past, reading was a rare thing, and it was even rarer for women to read.

Chen Xiaomiao was most proud of her master's teaching of reading and writing from a young age, which made her more knowledgeable than the boys in the private school down the mountain.

Lu Yuan was both amused and exasperated.

As a college student who had received nine years of compulsory education, he was too embarrassed to embarrass Chen Xiaomiao by showing off, and only asked curiously, "Xiaomiao, do you think I look like someone who hasn't studied?"

Chen Xiaomiao grinned sheepishly, looking embarrassed to say it directly.

"It's okay, just say it."

“I think you must have attended a private school.”

"What?"

"You can read, but your handwriting looks like chicken claws, not as good as when I was eight years old."

"Cough cough cough..."

Lu Yuan coughed violently, as if a sharp sword had pierced his heart, and remained silent.

Seeing that Lu Yuan's expression was off, Chen Xiaomiao quickly tried to salvage the situation: "I...I...don't mind your ugly handwriting and poor academic performance, please don't be angry."

Good grief, another blow!

Lu Yuan rubbed his temples and quickly changed the subject: "Perfect timing, I'll accompany you to the Yellow Crane Tower today."

Chen Xiaomiao was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Hey, wasn't that building burned down a long time ago?"

Lu Yuan laughed and replied, "Yes, it has been burned, and more than once. But who can blame them when Li Bai and Cui Hao are so famous for their poetry?"

Later generations couldn't bear to part with this name, so they burned it down and rebuilt it, then burned it down again, going through this ordeal many times.

If you go to the riverbank now, you can see the buildings that were constructed decades ago; they're quite impressive.

As they spoke, the two arrived at the entrance to the railway station.

As Lu Yuan walked, he explained, "This is called the subway, a train that runs underground, connecting all parts of Jiangcheng..."

He led Chen Xiaomiao to scan the QR code on her mobile phone to pass through the gate, wait for the bus, and board the bus.

As the subway started moving, the slight push against her back and the advertising light boxes rushing past the window made Chen Xiaomiao feel both curious and nervous. She gripped Lu Yuan's arm tightly with one hand.

The carriage was quite crowded. After calming down, Chen Xiaomiao couldn't help but let her professional instincts kick in, her eyes scanning the faces of the passengers around her as she habitually observed their features.

Suddenly, her gaze locked onto a young woman in her early twenties diagonally opposite her, and she lightly pinched her fingers together. A few seconds later, she gently tugged at Lu Yuan's sleeve, signaling him to bend down, and then leaned close to his ear to whisper something.

“Lu Yuan, I think that girl in the floral dress doesn’t look good. Her forehead is dark and her health is poor. She might be in for a bloody disaster.”

"A bloody disaster!?"

Lu Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he followed Chen Xiaomiao's gaze: "Is it serious?"

Chen Xiaomiao pouted and said dejectedly, "My half-baked skills are not good enough to calculate it, and it's not always accurate. Maybe I misread it."

Just as the two were hesitating whether to remind each other, the subway arrived at the station and the doors opened.

The girl put away her phone and got up with the crowd to get off the bus.

She was wearing a pair of stiletto heels, and while looking at her phone absentmindedly, she twisted her heel as soon as she stepped out of the car, causing her to fall heavily forward and her bag to fly far away.

"Eh..."

When she finally got up, her lips were scraped and bleeding, and her knees were bruised and red. She was in so much pain that she gasped for breath.

Holy crap! That's so accurate.

That worked?
Lu Yuan was stunned. Although it wasn't as serious as he had expected, there was indeed blood.

A thought crossed his mind, and he asked, "Xiao Miao, can you use your skills to predict stocks for me?"

Chen Xiaomiao blinked: "Stocks?"

"It's the stuff I made money from yesterday."

To everyone's surprise, Chen Xiaomiao's face turned terrified upon hearing this.

"No, no! No, it's no good!"
Peering into the secrets of heaven and plotting to make a fortune will incur divine retribution. At best, it will shorten one's lifespan; at worst, it will bring disaster upon one's descendants. You must never entertain such a thought!

"Calamity will extend to one's descendants..."

Lu Yuan thought of his maternal grandfather, Chen Shu, and the vast fortune he left behind, trying to confirm once again: "Could it really be like this?"

After hesitating for a long time, Chen Xiaomiao finally repeated the universal answer: "I can't say for sure either. My master always says that if you believe, it exists; if you don't believe, it doesn't..."

As the subway arrived at the station, Lu Yuan led Chen Xiaomiao out of the carriage, when his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Hello, are you Mr. Lu Yuan?"

A gentle and pleasant female voice came from the other end, her tone extremely respectful.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"My name is Lin Ling, and I am a member of Mr. Chen Shu's assistant team. I apologize for contacting you so late."

During this time, following the late Mr. Lu Xun's instructions, we have been diligently inventorying his estate and verifying relevant legal documents to ensure the validity of his will. All procedures are now complete, and we would like to schedule a time to handle the inheritance process in person…

Before the other party could finish speaking, Lu Yuan raised his hand and pressed the hang-up button. Chen Xiaomiao, who was standing next to him, curiously came over.

"Who?"

"Harassing phone calls."

"Harassing calls? The kind you told me about yesterday, the kind you absolutely shouldn't answer."

"Correct."

Lu Yuan nodded, his face expressionless.

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(End of this chapter)