Chapter 28, don't underestimate any uncle-level character

It is said that things are gathered by class and people are divided into groups, but Xinyi really didn't see any similarities between Yongmingyan and Uncle Chongxuan.

After dinner, Xinyi inquired about the origin of Uncle Chongxuan with Perlan. After all, Perlan is only one year apart from himself. Many things have been experienced together, and naturally he has more say.

Listen to her, Chongxuan seemed to have frequent exchanges when they were young. At first, they would come once every six months, and then once in two or three years, three or four years. This time, it was a long time apart, so even the funeral of Zhuo's father and mother was not caught up at all.

It's not a pity. I just want to think about some vicissitudes.

Xinyi didn't expect that he inadvertently saved his uncle, but until he left, he didn't have a chance to ask about his kindness and resentment with Yong Mingyan. Will he come again tomorrow? That uncle Chongxuan?"

"How come." Perlan, who was cleaning the bed, looked back at her. "Every time he comes, he stays for half a day. There is no exception. Maybe he has already left Jizhou by this time." She said and subconsciously looked out of the window. By the way, elder sister, do you think the money brought by uncle should be stored or... how to spend it?

"Of course, you have the final say on how to spend it." Xinyi leaned against the table and watched her busy. "Actually, I had the idea of hiring someone a few days ago. It's too hard for you to be at home alone." When she said this, she subconsciously frowned, "But in fact, this is not good. After all, our family has always been so poor, but we can suddenly become rich and afford to hire servants in one night. I'm afraid... I don't know how many people think about it, and maybe they will secretly mutter that my money is not right."

Peilan heard this and nodded repeatedly, "Also, although my eldest sister and I are adults, we are both girls. Banxia is still young, and our sisters and brothers are really afraid of being tricked. But don't worry about the family. I can be busy alone. Seeing that Pearl also grows up day by day, it can also help me a lot.

"Yes, I remembered it when I mentioned silver!" Only then did she realize that she still had the 'brievary' given by Mr. He in her arms. She quickly took out the silver from her arms and opened it in a row at the table in a very domineering way - the only thing that was not harmonious was the broken silver given by Mu Fangjin, which was really stingy.

Banxia and Zizhu saw that today's harvest was so rich that their eyes were straight, "Sister! Why did you make so much money today!"

"Hey, it's just knocking on another gold master." She waved her hand and said, "That's lucky." Xinyi poked the silver with his finger, "If we can make so much money every day, we can buy a big house in the city in less than half a year."

"What did the eldest sister say? Are you going to tell fortunes all the time?" Peilan laid the quilt, turned around and smiled at her, "Don't you get married?"

"Of course, you have to marry, but..." Xinyi said this and thought about the first priority of this ancient woman. Who doesn't want to marry a good person? He will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life, but he is afraid that he will be unscrupulous and will be bullied after marriage. Instead of marrying a powerful man and giving her beautiful clothes but treating her badly, it's better to have money and raise a little white face that depends on yourself. In this case, she never dares to talk about teaching bad children. But I have to take good care of you first, and then look for it slowly. After saying that, he pointed to Pelan provocatively and laughed, "If you mention this again, I will be the first to marry you first."

Hearing what he said, Peilan's face turned red with shame. He just scattered all the silver and hid it. Then he lay down in the quilt and said nothing more.

It's another day after blowing out the candles.

The weather was the coolest in the morning, but walking from home to the market still made her sweat. Xinyi sat in front of the stall and made a little regular, even if he was ready to open. Although the sun is not yet poisonous, it is still not enough to stay cool in the house. She reached out and wiped the sweat on her forehead with her cuffs, but she didn't dare to wipe her chin. If she wiped off her beard, it would be a bad thing.

Sometimes Xinyi is also thinking that she may not be used to this hot weather and has to wear this long clothes and trousers on the left and the right floor. It is not like modern. She has all kinds of summer skirts, paper vests and small hot pants. I really miss it very much. Fortunately, even if Xinyi is not used to it psychologically, she is still physically powerful, at least it didn't make her faint directly from heatstroke. However, according to this situation, if the weather continues to be hotter, I'm afraid she will have to set up a small card in front of the stall and write: 'The fortune teller is cooling in the opposite teahouse, please sign and shout'.

Thinking of this, she really felt that her idea was too reliable and couldn't help but admire her IQ.

Although the morning light is faint, she has long put the big hat on her head and looked at the floating clothes and shoes and boots walking around. Suddenly, a pair of shoes walked in front of him, withdrew the foot he wanted to step on, turned around and stood still.

Xinyi was stunned, quickly looked up and said with a flattering smile, "Do you want to sign this one..." Her words were stuck in the middle, and the word 'Mr. Son', which was about to be blurted out, was swallowed back. Because the age of the person in front of him has probably exceeded the upper limit referred to by the 'boy'. If it must be described, this age should be the father of the 'son'.

But just as Xinyi looked up, not only Xinyi was stunned, but also the people in front of him were stunned. He looked down at the gossip stall, stared at Xinyi, and suddenly smiled, "Oh, isn't this little Xinyi? Why did you come to this place... and tell fortunes?"

"Ha, the way to make a living is just the way to make a living." She covered the hat awkwardly, "Why are you here, Uncle Chongxuan?"

He laughed, "But I happened to pass by. I didn't expect that this was Xiao Xinyi's way of supporting your family. It's quite special." Speaking of this, Chongxuan had no intention of leaving. Instead, he sat down on the bamboo stool in front of him and met her face to face. He casually turned over a few pages of the unsigned book at hand: "Your father is a medical student, and your mother doesn't like this kind of ghost and god fate. Why did you suddenly come to calculate these? Who taught you?

"Self-tight without a teacher." She closed the book and didn't let him read it again. Uncle, you are not an outsider, and you don't have to ask so much about destroying my business, do you? My younger brothers and sisters are waiting for me to make money to support.

"You said I'm not an outsider, but I always feel that you are very foreign to me. Why are you not going to tell my uncle where these things come from?"

Seeing that Chongxuan was unrelent, Xin Yi had to wave the white flag, "That's all right. Let me make it clear to you that this thing is from Fuyang Mountain, the previous gentleman here. I picked up these things and came to tell fortunes for people under the name of my nephew."

"You are honest." As he spoke, he pulled one out of the stick. But uncle has something to ask you first.

"It just so happens that I also have something to ask Uncle Chongxuan." Xinyi looked at him and touched his eyes. However, I think our problem should be one."

"I think you are still smart. It seems that you really don't dare to come here to tell fortunes for others." Chongxuan put the bamboo stick in his hand and played with it. "Since you have said so, we don't have to ask more questions. Just answer directly."

Zhengxuan wanted to ask Yong Mingyan and her, and she was also about to ask him and Yong Mingyan. Yesterday's incident implied that the three people knew each other. If this question was not answered, not only Xinyi was panicked, but also Chongxuan.

"Then I'll say it directly." Xinyi said, "I know Dr. Yong, but he came to me once before. Later, Zizhu got an emergency and asked him to go home for treatment. So since then, I have always regarded him as a friend and have a good relationship. She just said and asked, "Where's Uncle Chongxuan? What is your relationship with Dr. Yong? Why did he chase you as soon as he saw you yesterday?

"Oh, that boy Mingyan...tut." He shook his head, "It's just that I owe him something and chase me."

"...What, do you also owe him the medical fee?"

"Haha, where do you think you are?" Chongxuan laughed a few times, "Of course it's not about the consultation fee... It's just that. It's boring to talk too much. Maybe Mingyan will explain it to you one day." Speaking of this, he suddenly restrained his voice and looked up and down at Xinyi: "But little Xinyi, I really don't understand something. Since you know Mingyan, you also know that he is called a magic doctor, and his men have no diseases that can't be cured... Then why don't you think about it and let him treat your own amnesia together?"

"Please worry, Xinyi thinks it's good now... Since he can't remember what happened before, there's no need to think about it. It's better to live more freely from scratch."

Chongxuan gently hooked the corners of his mouth, "Oh, that's it. In this way, it's really good." He reached out and handed over the bamboo stick. "Don't gossip. Aren't you a fortune teller? Then come and untie this sign for me, even if it's a hope."

Xinyi stretched out his hand to take over the signature, and the bamboo sign was on the "47th signature".

The forty-seventh sign

The heroism is a man. Don't complain about the sunrise for the time being

Add a hundredfold of merit, when Zhu Yi has a head

Even if this signature is Zhongping, at least the moral of the signature is good. On the contrary, when Chongxuan heard the signature, he was slightly stunned as if he had realized something, but in the end, he did not make it clear and just asked, "How about this signature?"

"I finally know why this signature is good, but I want to say that it's just a Zhongping." Xinyi looked at the lines and said helplessly, "Uncle Chongxuan, this signature is just that you need to work harder to get a high position - Zhu Yi nodded, which means that you will have a very high official character."

"I know what you mean, Xiao Xinyi, do you think your uncle is old, how can he get to the beginning of his life?" Chongxuan laughed and said, "It's just that I don't want to be an official. Where did you come from?"

"uncle, you have to look at the problem from the perspective of development." She waved her hand and said, "If you don't want to become an official now, that doesn't mean that you don't want to become an official in the future. In case you suddenly change your mind one day, it's not impossible to jump to a high position, right?"

When Chongxuan heard her words, his expression suddenly became very strange, but before he could speak, he suddenly pressed a hand on his shoulder. This hand came abruptly, and even Xin Yi, who had just been immersed in the idea of unsigning, was shocked. Chongxuan turned his head stiffly and looked at the person, with an awkward and perfunctory smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Let me catch it." Yong Mingyan behind him had a black face and pressed Chongxuan to death. Let's see where you can escape this time," Yong Mingyan gritted his teeth and called him, "Master, father!"