You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

There has been nothing new on Chunming Street these days, and almost all the people who come here are seeking medical treatment.

So much so that Lao Liao felt a little depressed.

On Friday, he leaned against the door of the yarn shop, looked at the little white snake hovering around Su Chen's wrist, and sighed.

The little white snake is actually Xiaobai.

Su Chen originally wanted to raise Xiaobai in the villa, but when he saw the doting look of Liu Chunhua and Old Man Su, and thought about the destructive power of this little guy, he felt uneasy. So he took him with him when he set up the stall these days.

But dragons are rare after all, so before bringing him here, he specially asked the little bamboo cat for advice and cast a trick on Xiaobai. In the eyes of others, Xiaobai was just a little white snake.

Chai Daqian asked Lao Liao: "What happened again?"

"I think of the aloe vera at home."

"Looks good?"

Su Chen had mentioned to them about raising spirit pets before, and Lao Liao brought him two small plants without hesitation.

At the beginning, he watered the plant faithfully for ten days, but then... it withered.

At that time, Chai Daqian smelled the urine smell on the flowerpot and seriously suspected that it was his grandson who did it.

But you can't beat your precious grandson just for two small aloe vera plants, right?

He then bought a small turtle, but he didn't dare put it in the patio in the backyard, so he kept it in the room.

As a result, two days later, when I returned home at night, the little turtle in the basin was gone.

He searched the whole room, even under the bed, but still couldn't find it.

Chai Daqian's idea of ​​raising a spirit pet died abruptly, and he never thought about it again.

At this moment he asked Lao Liao, actually in his heart he hoped that his aloe vera would grow well, but he was a little unwilling to give up.

Why can't I take care of it myself? What's wrong?

Lao Liao waved his hand: "What's good? I was sent to school by that brat yesterday."

Chai Daqian: “!!!”

"Hey, you've made it big, female classmate?"

"Who knows?" Old Liao was depressed, and glanced at the little white snake on Su Chen's wrist, "You said that Xiao Su's little white snake is also a spiritual pet, right?"

"should be."

"Hey, tell me, when will we have a spirit pet?"

After a pause, Lao Liao looked at Chai Daqian and asked, "Do you have a cat?"

Chai Daqian was curious: "Can cats be raised as spiritual pets?"

"I think so. They say cats have nine lives, don't they? My friend's cat just gave birth. I'd like to give you one, too."

Chai Daqian was a little hesitant.

He is a man who can even kill a turtle.

Don't turn around and kill the kitten.

Old Liao saw through him immediately: "What? Afraid of raising a kitten to death? Don't worry, if no one wants it, he'll just throw it into the river."

Chai Daqian glared: "Why throw it into the river when it's fine?"

"There are so many mouths to feed, and the leftovers aren't enough. If I don't throw them away, will they go bankrupt the family?"

"Isn't anyone getting a cat lately?"

"The kitten wants one too?"

Chai Daqian laughed: "Look at what you said, there is no meat on the kitten?"

Lao Liao's expression suddenly became serious.

"You mean that sausage factory that just opened?"

Chai Daqian was surprised: "You heard about it too?"

The two looked at each other and kept silent tacitly.

First of all, the products produced by the ham sausage processing factory are not sold in Cuicheng, so they are not the ones who are in trouble.

Secondly, even if this is wrong, there will be people from higher up who will investigate. Those who can open factories must have some connections, and if ordinary people like them report them, they will definitely suffer.

As for telling Ah Yu...

He hasn't been seen all day lately, which shows that he is very busy. Besides, we can't let him take the lead in everything.

The conversation between the two naturally reached Su Chen's ears.

His hand paused, and he still skillfully flicked a ball of power into Xiaobai's mouth. He watched the little guy circle around his wrist with satisfaction, and hooked his little finger with his tail. Then he continued to ponder the jade.

On the table, Beibei was sewing small clothes again.

Perhaps because she was influenced by Boss Zhao, her movements have become more sophisticated recently, and the small clothes she sews are well-made and very beautiful.

But at noon, Boss Zhao rarely came to see her anymore, and one day he even forgot Beibei at home.

When Su Chen asked about it the next day, Beibei didn't care at all.

"Uncle, I can sew clothes at home. I have lots of fabrics and beads at home..."

Su Chen: "..."

The jade in my hand has been polished almost to pieces.

Su Chen took out the sandpaper he bought and wiped it gently.

Occasionally he would glance at Beibei.

The little girl was humming a song while she was sewing, and the melody sounded quite cheerful.

But Su Chen still sighed softly.

At this time, a man was walking hurriedly in the distance.

His eyes quickly swept across the stalls on both sides. When he saw the fortune-telling stall, he paused and stepped back.

"Master? You're the master who's very good at fortune-telling, right?"

Su Chen raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to calculate?"

The man didn't answer and continued to ask: "Your last name is Su, right? Do you have five children?"

Su Chen frowned slightly.

Seeing this, the man smiled dryly and waved his hands: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to confirm. You don't know, the day before yesterday I met a fortune teller by the river. His surname was Su, and he said I would have a bloody disaster..."

Su Chen sat up straighter and said seriously, "Liar?"

"How could I have known he was a liar then? I just knew there was a very powerful master in Cuicheng, named Su, who had a stall here. He said he was the master, and that he had predicted that he would run into me when he went to the river. He also said that God is merciful, and since I had a calamity and he encountered it, he would help me resolve it..."

Lao Liao was too lazy to listen to his nonsense: "So how much money were you cheated out of?"

The man chuckled twice: "Not much, just one hundred and fifty."

The corners of Old Liao's mouth twitched.

One hundred and fifty, isn't that a lot?

How many steamed buns do I have to sell to make enough money?

No, this guy has a brain for nothing. How could he be so easily deceived? Stupid or not?

He was about to continue his complaints when he heard Chai Daqian whisper, "Who is this? Are you crazy? How dare you pretend to be Xiao Su and cheat people out of money?"

Lao Liao: “!!!”

Yes, who is crazy about money?

On the other end, Su Chen spoke.

"You've definitely got into trouble."

It's an affirmative sentence.

The man nodded: "Yeah, this is a coincidence, otherwise I would never fall for it."

"Are you sure you are the Master?"

"You have to help me. My son has been away from home for half a month and I can't find him now. That liar even said my son was kidnapped. Tell me, do you think he will..."

Su Chen looked at the man carefully.

In the eyes of heaven, he had only one picture.

It is the scene of an old man lying on his sickbed.

Looking at his face again, the palace of children is quite full, which shows that he will have three daughters and one son.

He said calmly, "Don't worry, your son is still alive."

The man let out a long breath after hearing this: "Then she shouldn't have been kidnapped. Otherwise, she would have been killed in the past two days."

"Master, can you help me calculate where my son is?"

"When I find that brat, I'll break his legs!"

Su Chen gestured for him to provide his eight characters.

After calculating for a while, Su Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at the man carefully.

The man felt a little scared when he looked at him.

"Master, my son... wouldn't he have run away abroad?"