Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 662: Drawing Lots

"My dear grandson, come and eat. It's cold outside and the snow hasn't stopped yet. The kitchen is warm."

Zhou Xiufen only cooked for her obedient grandson. After calling her grandson in, she even closed the kitchen door.

It was as if he didn't even want Jiang Sanhe to smell the scent.

Jiang Sanhe was not allowed in at all.

Poor Jiang Sanhe could only go to the backyard and eat cabbage.

After the snow, the cabbages became even colder.

But at least it fills my stomach.

She didn't even bother to wash.

The pain in her heart and the physical suffering made her hate the Jiang family.

"Zhang, you have such a cruel heart."

Jiang Sanhe said to himself.

In the evening, she was scolded by her mother-in-law and returned to her normal life.

The snow lasted for three days before stopping, luckily it wasn't heavy.

Although the road was a little difficult to travel on, it was still passable.

Jiang Fubao finally had some free time, and she went hiking with her second brother, his wife, and Meng Bujiu.

The snow-covered mountains have a unique beauty.

Because there are so many people climbing the mountain, there is no snow on the way up and down the mountain. It has either been melted by being stepped on or cleared by people.

Came to the temple on the top of the mountain.

Four people stood in the yard, each holding three incense sticks, and began to worship in the east, south, west and north.

There is an incense burner burning vigorously in the middle of the yard.

After worshipping in the courtyard, pilgrims who come here throw their incense into here.

Otherwise there is no place to plug it in.

The same is true for the four people.

After the worship, they entered the real temple.

There are many Buddha statues placed here, big and small. Jiang Fubao couldn't name them all, so he could only listen quietly to the abbot's explanation.

With the magistrate here, the treatment given to us cannot be compared with that given to other pilgrims.

Others were received by the young monks, but they were received personally by the abbot.

After worshipping the Buddha statues and burning a few incense sticks, the abbot prepared to take them to the backyard to have a vegetarian meal.

Jiang Fubao was standing next to a table.

"Master Liangyuan, are you interpreting the divination?" She looked at the abbot Liangyuan beside her.

"Yes, little donor." Liang Yuan clasped his hands together and said with a smile.

"Can I draw a lot?" Jiang Fubao asked again.

"Of course you can. Please come over and wash your hands first, little donor." Liang Yuan held the Buddhist beads in his left hand and spread out his right hand, pointing to the table beside him. There was a basin of water on the table. The basin was shining with gold, and it was unknown whether it was painted with gold or made of gold.

"I want to draw the lot, too." Wan followed.

"Let's shake the lottery. Since we are here, I hope we can all draw a good lot." Jiang Tongmu said in a low voice.

Then, the four of them washed their hands and knelt in a row in front of the Buddha.

They held four lottery sticks in their hands.

Hold tight.

"Donors, please close your eyes and think about what you want. Then calm down and shake the stick tube. Stop when one stick falls off."

Liang Yuan reminded from the side.

The four of them closed their eyes obediently.

After meditating for a while, he began to shake the stick tube in his hand. The stick tube made a crisp "rustling" sound, and various sticks collided back and forth in the tube.

The sound of the four sign tubes was not low.

The pilgrims who were burning incense and worshipping Buddha nearby all turned their eyes here.

The four didn't know.

Until the tag falls out of the tube.

They stopped moving forward and backward.

"Oh, it's really an excellent fortune. I can't understand the small words on it." Wan Yu spoke first, and she looked very happy.

Drawing the best fortune means that what she wishes for: her family to be healthy, her children to grow up safely, and her husband and wife to grow old together will all come true.

However, she only recognized the three words "Best Sign" on the signature, but she could not recognize any of the small characters besides it.

She could only hand the fortune stick to Liang Yuan and ask Liang Yuan to help her solve her puzzle.

Each bamboo stick in the fortune stick box corresponds to the fortune book.

Liang Yuan had already memorized it by heart.

He spoke without even taking out the book to sign.

"Mrs. Jiang has a happy marriage and has found a good husband. As long as you stay within your means and don't fight or compete, your life will only get better and better. All your dreams will come true. Although Mrs. Jiang has no daughters, you will have many children and grandchildren. Your son will have both sons and daughters, and you can enjoy the happiness of family life when you are old."

No wonder he is the abbot.

It’s different from the little monk who was signing a book next to him.

Jiang Fubao even suspected that he had memorized the signature.

It's really awesome.

"I also got a very good fortune. I'd like to trouble the monk to help me solve my doubts." Jiang Tongmu also put the fortune stick in his hand in front of Liang Yuan.

"Although the donor has no luck in becoming an official, his love life is smooth and the red star is moving. You and your wife are destined to be together. The donor does not need to be too obsessed with the path of imperial examinations. Sometimes, being satisfied with the status quo is also a kind of happiness. You have noble people in your life, and more than one. As long as you can establish yourself, you will be rich and noble for the rest of your life."

Jiang Tongmu was stunned.

He couldn't even speak, he just nodded repeatedly.

No wonder there are so many people in this small temple. They can understand him so thoroughly just by relying on a fortune stick.

It's really magical.

Jiang Tongmu, who had originally thought of continuing to work hard for the imperial examination and taking it until he was old if he failed, instantly gave up this idea.

Let it be, his younger brother is smarter than him.

He was very lucky to pass the imperial examination and become a scholar.

I think he couldn't even read at the beginning.

Instead of forcing yourself to stay in school every day, you might as well spend more time with your family.

Because of the imperial examination, the relationship between him and his son had become a little distant. When the little guy saw him, he would run away after just a few words.

My wife also stays alone in the empty room every night.

Jiang Tongmu felt very sorry.

His thinking changed.

Anyway, he still has such a powerful brother.

Jiang Tongmu looked at Meng Bujiu who was standing aside.

"Bujiu, what are you standing there for? Let the monk solve your doubts." He snatched the lot from Meng Bujiu's hand and took a look. It turned out to be the winning lot.

"Won the lottery?" Liang Yuan took the lottery ticket from Jiang Tongmu and was a little stunned.

Then he continued, "Your Excellency has a prosperous career, and you are the god of literature. If you talk about your career, it must be smooth sailing without any obstacles, but..."

Liang Yuan paused for a moment before continuing, "Your marriage is full of ups and downs. If it goes well, you may get married in your thirties and have sons and daughters. If it doesn't go well, you will most likely end up alone for the rest of your life."

When these words were spoken, the four of them were all shocked.

“Die alone for the rest of your life?” These four words carry too much weight.

In ancient times, family was the most important thing, and those who died alone were truly the most pitiful people in everyone's mind.

It is as serious as having no descendants and no one to see you off to the end of your life.

The couple, who were originally happy, no longer had smiles on their faces.

Jiang Fubao frowned even more.

“Is it crackable?” she asked.

"Whether it is broken or not depends on the woman." The abbot put his hands together and said only one sentence.

The Buddhist beads in his hand swayed back and forth.

It also exudes a light sandalwood scent.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. The divination sticks may not be accurate. Fubao, what did you draw? Let the monk take a look." Jiang Tongmu broke the silence and deliberately changed the subject.

"My lot is a little strange. One side says it's a very good lot, and the other side says it's a very bad lot."

Jiang Fubao handed the lot to Liang Yuan.