Mom, I was wrong

After Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang were seated, Gu Yixing and the younger generations all found their seats and sat down.

Wang Jinkai looked around the house and didn't see Grandpa Mo. He thought something was wrong. He just thought that Yingzi had come back and he could just leave Grandpa Mo to Yingzi. He didn't pay much attention to it. Now the children were all here, so where did Grandpa Mo go?

"Shadow, where is Mr. Mo? Where did you take him? He wouldn't have run away on his own, would he?" Wang Jinkai asked hurriedly. If he was lost now, all the delicious food on the table would have been wasted.

Qin Zeying pointed to the yard next to him and said, "They're giving me a name over there."

Old Master Gu had three question marks on his head. "What kind of problem did you give him? He spent an entire afternoon naming you. This guy was not like this before. Normally, naming is the simplest thing. This kind of thing should be easy for him."

Qin Zeying grinned, "Maybe it's because we haven't opened for a long time, so we are a little rusty. Or maybe he found something interesting and was so absorbed in calculating."

Qin Zeying helped to set the table and said, "You guys eat first, I'll go over there to see Mr. Mo. Don't worry, Shadow is watching him, he won't get lost."

"That's fine, go ahead, we'll chat for a while and wait for you." said Mr. Wang.

Qin Zeying strode out of the courtyard and went to look for Mr. Mo across the street.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Mr. Mo looking at the papers on the table, laughing. I heard some noise at the door, and when I looked up, I saw Qin Zeying coming in.

"Shadow, yo, it's getting dark. This took me so long."

"Has Grandpa Mo decided on a name?"

Grandpa Mo handed the paper to Qin Zeying and said, "Your fate is quite special. It means you will be reborn from the dead. In your previous life, your family was destroyed and you were all alone. But in this life, everything will go smoothly and everything will go well for you."

Qin Zeying took the paper handed to him by Mr. Mo with both hands [Wang Haoying]

"Grandpa Mo, if I hadn't seen all these calculation papers on your table, I would have thought you were a pirated charlatan. Look at the two sentences you said. Even charlatans wouldn't bother to say them."

Mr. Mo glared at Qin Zeying with his beard puffed, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"sure."

"If I tell you about the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, the ten reincarnations, and the sufferings of Bodhi, can you understand?"

"No."

"Then why are you so serious? It's enough if you can understand. Isn't that how all the charlatans deceive you? They just say a few words you don't understand and scare you. It's not okay to believe what they say. They are all stupid."

"Then this name..."

"Your surname is Wang, but you have to keep the character Ying. The character Hao in the middle means vast, and it also means your parents' kindness. In ancient books, Hao means broad vitality. Li Xun said: In summer, all things flourish, and the energy is vast, so it is called Haotian. You were also born in early summer, so this character was chosen, which means that you will have great ambitions in your career, be grateful to your parents and family, and never forget your original intention."

Qin Zeying's heart was indeed moved as he listened to Grandpa Mo's words. His life in the last life was really miserable. In this life, he wanted to give his parents, Ange, and the children to be born in the future a happy and complete family.

He held the paper with the name on it in his hand, and suddenly felt it was heavy. He said half-jokingly, "Well, it's better to listen to plain words. You suddenly said a few words from ancient books, and I thought you were a liar."

Mr. Mo picked up the scroll beside him and slapped Qin Zeying twice, "You little bastard. Come on, come on, is dinner ready? I'm hungry. Take me out to play after dinner."

Qin Zeying said, "I asked you to come over for dinner. Let's go. We're all waiting for you."

An old man and a young man came to Sisi's yard.

"Why did it take so long?" Gu Shaohan asked.

Mr. Mo looked at the grandson of the Gu family and said with a false look of anger, "You are a real grandson. I followed you here to play, but you did a great job for me and didn't pay me. Let me tell you, Wang Haoying's name is worth a thousand gold. Who of you should pay me?"

Everyone looked at each other, and question marks of all sizes were floating in the air?

【Wang Haoying? 】

【Who? 】

[Is this old man short of money? ]

[That shouldn't be the case. The Mo family's attitude towards the old man doesn't seem like abuse.]

【What does that mean? 】

Gu Shaohan couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa Mo, who is this Wang Haoying? Why is this name worth a thousand gold?"

Mr. Mo stroked his goatee in a self-important and mysterious manner, pointed at Qin Zeying and said, "That's him. He assigned me a big job as soon as I came back today, asking me to name him. I spent the whole afternoon calculating for him and finally found such a unique name for him. It's no exaggeration to say that it's worth a thousand gold."

"Oh oh oh" everyone understood, it turned out that Qin Zeying wanted to change his name.

This money must be paid.

Wang Jinxuan took out his phone and was about to transfer money to Grandpa Mo, but Grandpa Gu, who was sitting next to him, pressed him down and yelled at Grandpa Mo, "You old man, I brought you down the mountain to play, to the Wang family, and your food and accommodation are provided by them. The children will take you out to play tomorrow, and you still have the nerve to ask for money? How come the Mo family needs your food and drink? Aren't you afraid of embarrassing your grandson? You ran all the way from Kyoto to Xijing to make money. If you do business seriously, signing a contract is fine, but you want a fortune just to give your child a name. Why don't you just rob it?"

Mo Qingfeng was speechless after hearing what Gu Yixing said, but he also admitted that Gu Yixing was right. If he was on the mountain now and someone came up to him to ask for help, it would be his business how much he would charge. But now that they were at the foot of the mountain and their food and accommodation were provided by others, it seemed wrong to ask for so much more. Although his divination or his name were worth a lot of money, he couldn't do that.

However, both the hexagrams and the fortune-telling names reveal some of the secrets of heaven, so one has to cultivate merit, one for oneself and the other for the person whose fortune is being told.

"Then it's 100 yuan. Just donate it to a nearby temple tomorrow. After all, this is mental labor for me. It's earned through labor, and I have nothing to feel guilty about." This was Grandpa Mo's final bottom line.

"Okay, Grandpa Mo, I'll listen to you. Tomorrow we'll go to the police station to change our name, and then go to the temple on the mountain to worship. We'll donate some more money, and then we'll take you on a one-stop shopping and eating, drinking, and fun trip, okay?" Qin Zeying coaxed Grandpa Mo like a child.

"That's more like it. You think pretty quickly. Okay, let's eat quickly. After dinner, take me around. I'm going down the mountain now. I don't want to be with this serious person every day. If he hadn't been eating and talking with his mouth moving, I would have thought he had facial paralysis." Grandpa Mo complained about Grandpa Gu.

Grandpa Gu looked at Grandpa Mo and said leisurely, "Happiness hurts the heart, anger hurts the liver, thinking hurts the spleen, sadness hurts the lungs, fear hurts the kidneys, and shock hurts the heart. You are so startled every day. I have to prepare strong medicine for you in advance to prevent you from passing away suddenly one day and leaving us both with no one to bicker with."

Mr. Mo stretched out his right hand and began to count with his fingers, "Don't worry, Old Man Gu, I have calculated for both of us. We live and die together, it's just a matter of time."

Old Master Gu continued to speak slowly, "I am strolling and fishing outside, and you are paralyzed and sitting in a wheelchair. This is life together; I am chasing ducks and chickens in the mountains, and you are groaning in bed. This is also life together. I am..."

"Okay, okay, okay, you don't have to be here, can't you just hope for something good from me... Eat, you don't even want to eat." Old Master Mo looked like he had admitted defeat. Everyone stared at the two people bickering, and they were really envious in their hearts. Who can still have someone to talk to when they are so old? This is also very happy.