It was a fortune-telling live broadcast, but one billion people watched it

When Xu Mao appeared on the screen, all the onlookers were shocked. The reason was that Xu Mao's eyes were covered with white haze.

The pupils of his eyes were very small, leaving only a tiny bit of vision, which made him look like a terrifying boss.

There were also some unpleasant comments in the barrage, some of which seemed to be frightened by Xu Mao, and they shouted loudly, "Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

Xu Mao's eyes were damaged by fireworks. Thanks to the doctors' efforts, his eyes were saved, but his vision was affected and he only has 0.1 vision.

Because he was very close to the phone, Xu Mao could still see the comments on the barrage.

He was shocked by the overwhelming comments saying he was ugly.

Xu Mao is over 40 years old and has been living in the village. Ever since he developed this condition in his eyes, he has always been discriminated against.

Xu Mao didn't dare to leave the village. After all, in the village, the familiar villagers already knew about his situation and would not show a frightened expression. If he were to come into contact with more people outside, every time someone showed a frightened expression, it would be hurtful to Xu Mao.

Xu Mao was hurt by the barrage of comments. His expression immediately shrank and he subconsciously looked up at Wang Dayou, not wanting the phone to take a picture of him.

If this wasn't someone else's phone, Xu Mao would have thrown it away.

"Sister-in-law, don't shine this phone on me, stay away from me..."

Xu Mao wanted to say, "Stay away from me," but then he heard a voice coming from the phone.

"Uncle Xu, the child is in the pot on the stove, and your mother is boiling water. Go home quickly and save the baby."

Xu Mao was shocked when he heard what Luosangsang said.

Xu Mao showed a skeptical expression. He didn't quite believe what Luosangsang said, and he didn't know this cartoon character. Why should he listen to her? Why should he do as she said and go home?

But Xu Mao really cares about the child. His mother hasn't been in good condition recently and has been doing things in a confused manner.

What if it was true? If something happened to the baby, he would definitely regret it.

Xu Mao made a decision in an instant. He had to go back and check on the child.

He immediately stuffed the phone into Wang Dayou's hand and went home immediately.

Wang Dayou was startled when the cell phone was stuffed into his hand, for no other reason than that everyone in the yard was watching him.

Wang Dayou’s phone was still in projection mode, and everyone could see the comments on the big TV in the yard.

[Baby almost boiled in pot, this is a horror story.]

[@花开富贵 (Wang Dayou's online name), you can go and see what's going on. ]

[Yes, yes, yes, this is a live broadcast room for eating melons. How can we not eat melons? ]

[Go and see it! ! ! ! ! If you don’t, then I… can only kneel down and beg you! Woohoo, the live version of the melon is so good, please, the child wants to eat the melon, if the child can’t eat the melon, the child will die. ]

[@花开富贵, don't you want to predict your daughter's marriage? Please help with Uncle Xu's affairs first, and we will ask the anchor to help your daughter find her Mr. Right. ]

The active barrages are all for Wang Dayou to join in the fun.

No one in this courtyard had ever been in Luosangsang’s live broadcast room, so they didn’t understand what was going on. However, joining in the fun is something that is ingrained in the Chinese people.

Someone at the scene stood up and said, "I'll go to Xu Mao's house to take a look."

"Mrs. Li, wait for me a moment. I'll go with you. This sounds so weird."

Wang Dayou finally woke up from his dream and said, clutching his phone, "I'll go check it out too."

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There is no planning for Shenhai Village, and every family wants to make the most of their homestead.

After repeated requests from the villagers, a road three and a half meters wide was barely left for vehicles to pass, but it was still crooked.

In some places, the villagers could not be convinced, so a path less than one meter wide was left for people to walk on.

The people in the village are used to walking on these roads, winding and walking quickly, while those who commented on the comments said they were about to dizzy because the road conditions in the village were so complicated.

The page on Wang Dayou’s mobile phone is not the live broadcast room, but his daughter’s WeChat.

Tong Fei was afraid of delaying the live broadcast, and was also worried that her mother would not be able to watch the fun, so she typed so fast that sparks were about to fly.

Tong Fei: Mom, I know you must be confused, just listen to me, this anchor is more accurate than any fortune teller you've ever seen! She said Uncle Xu's child is in danger, so it must be in danger!

Tong Fei: Mom, run and go check it out! It’s time to witness a miracle!

Tong Fei: Dear mother, go for it! Listen to your daughter. If you don't join in this fun, you will regret it for the rest of your life!

Is it that exaggerated?

Wang Dayou grumbled in his heart, but he still believed in his daughter.

Wang Dayou suddenly started to jog, and as she took the lead, the others followed suit.

Wang Dayou arrived at Xu Mao's house soon, panting, holding the cell phone.

Xu Mao's kitchen door was wide open. When a group of people came over, Xu Mao was pushing his mother and father out of the way.

Xu Mao opened the grate on the pot and found a child sleeping soundly inside.

He quickly pulled the child out of the water.

When Wang Dayou entered the kitchen with his mobile phone, he happened to see this scene.

Xu Mao's child came out of the warm and comfortable water and started crying out of discomfort.

The child's voice was very soft, like a cat's. If it was covered with a comb, it would probably not be heard. But now everyone could hear it clearly.

Wang Dayou looked at the still burning stove, his eyes full of shock.