fortune teller

A bamboo pole, a pair of large sunglasses, a worn out dress, and a so-called thatched cottage. This is all his family.

He is a fortune teller, and he is groping every day to hang a sign in front of his "house". The above is the word "fortune telling" written by a learned person. In this backward mountain village, the idea of ​​feudal superstition still hangs over people's lives. He just wants to rely on this and earn some money to support himself.

When did he come here? Most of the people in the village didn't know. They only felt that one day they suddenly had a strange scorpion. Yes, the people in the village called him a scorpion, but he was not angry. Instead, he replied with ease: "My eyes, But my heart is not bad!"

No one in the village cares about him because there is a fortune-telling woman in the neighboring village. It is said that the technology is very high and very amazing.

However, one day, the magical fortune-telling woman in the neighboring village died, and there are no more fortune-telling people nearby, but fortune-telling is still indispensable for people. What should I do? Had to find him!

One to find his fortune teller is a pair of mother and son of Zhang family, they are helpless to come here, because there is no second choice. The mother said that her son's performance has been good, but I don't know if I want to go to college. I hope that Mr. will give you a glimpse. The fortune teller said without thinking, and said: "Yes, I am sure he will be able to!" To know at that time, in the backward mountain village, how easy is it to go to college? The mother and the son will leave the letter suspiciously, and the fortune teller will watch silently, without making a sound...

Two months later, there was a good message in the village. Zhang’s son was in high school and rounded up the university dream. He became the first golden phoenix to take off in the depths of this mountain. In the celebration of the village, Zhang did not forget to invite the fortune teller to the house. Zhang Jia counted to give the fortune teller a little money as a reward. Mr. swears to decline, he knows that the child needs a lot of money to study, the mountain people come Money is not easy.

The fortune teller is gradually becoming famous. The villagers have something happy. Unhappy things will find him. Slowly, he found that he is happy in such a life, and he is happy to count on his life. The idea is no longer a profit.

So, he asked his neighboring brother to add two words "free fortune telling" to the sign hanging at the door.

Immediately, the name of the village where he was looking for his fortune-telling was more.

One day, the world is raining, the heavens and the earth are connected, and the weather is faint. In such a weather, the gentleman is not "open" naturally. Because he is blind, he is very clumsy and inconvenient. Besides, who will come to fortune telling in such weather? It’s a joke.

Just then, there was a rush of screaming outside the door: "Fortune teller, fortune teller..." The gentleman did not hesitate to say, "Come in." A woman walked into the thatched cottage, and the "house" screamed, very cold. The "roof" is still dripping rain, and there is a faint sympathy in the woman's heart, but soon this sympathy is covered by his inner anxiety.

The woman said that her daughter was very ill. Although she took the medicine, she still couldn’t rest assured. Just ask her, when will her daughter be good? The fortune teller said, "Don't worry, go back every 10 minutes and recite 'the daughter will be good soon'. If you don't guarantee it for a long time, your daughter will become alive and kicking." The woman came home and did it, sure enough, The daughter miraculously got better.

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More and more people have heard the magic of fortune teller, to find fortune teller fortune tellers... a pile, a piece, through the point of the fortune teller, and then the tricky thing will have a perfect ending. People no longer call him, but they are full of respect for him.

Finally, the fortune teller fell ill and his life was dying. Then there came a lot to come to this quiet mountain village to come to the fortune teller for fortune tellers. He wanted to inherit the superb skills of fortune teller and inherit this wealth.

The fortune teller smiled shallowly and said, "How can I have any skills? I am not a god. I just have people who are full of confidence over and over again. I have to laugh at difficulties. This may be my secret, my wealth..."