Zhao Huaining's eyes vaguely scanned the people present. Everyone's expressions were different, but all very interesting. The ones with the ugliest expressions were her two mothers and... Su Wanqing.
The two mothers' expressions were uglier because of their daughters, and Su Wanqing's expression was of course for herself. I guess she must be regretting it now.
Zhao Huaining suddenly felt that this fortune-teller was quite good. This should speed up the time for Su Wanqing to break off the engagement. However, she remembered that in the book, Su Wanqing broke off the engagement after she met Zheng Nan, the son of the leader of the Yellow Turban Army.
"Mr. Wang, could you have made a mistake?" Zhao Yuzhen asked, holding her daughter's birth date. "Even if my daughter is uneducated and has accomplished nothing, the wealth of my Zhao family is enough for her to eat and drink for the rest of her life. How could she become a beggar?"
Mr. Wang, the fortune teller, stood up and sighed, "Mr. Zhao, I know it's hard for you to accept, but your daughter's fate is indeed like this. Although the Zhao family is rich, the situation is turbulent. What's yours today may belong to someone else tomorrow."
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yuzhen's face changed.
Zhao Huaining took a pear from the banquet table and ate it while watching. Among the crowd, some were gloating, some were worried about the Zhao family... and some looked at her with compassion.
"You're going to be a beggar, but you're still eating so happily?" Su Zhiqiu stood beside Zhao Huaining and whispered to the front.
Zhao Huaining was stunned when he heard this, then he smiled and said, "I thought you came to me from over there to comfort me?"
Su Zhiqiu tilted her head to look at the other person and said, "You are eating and laughing, you look heartless, I think you don't need anyone to comfort you, if I want to comfort you, it's your mother and mother."
Zhao Huaining looked at the two people in the crowd who looked very bad. His daughter couldn't bear the life of a beggar, so when she died... Hey, but she can't stay because of pity for them. She dreams of being in Fancheng every night...
Whenever she thinks of those soldiers who died tragically in front of her, she feels very uncomfortable. She can't let go of the things in her life, let alone be content with what she has!
Zhao Huaining in the book will eventually die, and the Zhao family must accept this reality.
"What are you thinking about? Why are your eyes red?" Su Zhiqiu glanced at the other party and turned back, whispering: "You don't really believe that you will become a beggar in the future, do you?"
Zhao Huaining came back to his senses after hearing this, and the grief on his face disappeared. He smiled and said: "What a joke, I am so outstanding, I have hands and feet, how can I become a beggar? Hiss! From the tone of the heroine, it seems that you don't believe it either. Do you have such confidence in me?"
Su Zhiqiu was worried that the other party could not bear it. After hearing this, she realized that she was worrying too much. She said coldly: "I don't believe in fortune-telling and gossip. It has nothing to do with you."
Su Zhiqiu turned and left after saying this. She thought of the other party tearing open his clothes in Fengjue Mountain to save his life. It would be strange if such a person could be depressed by fortune-telling. She was also worrying for nothing. But, why should she worry?
Su Zhiqiu paused slightly, perhaps because Zhao Huaining was her teacher's daughter, she thought of a reason for herself, and she couldn't find any other reason.
"Boss Zhao, the shop is still busy, I'll take my leave now."
"I have something to do at home, so I'll leave first, Boss Zhao."
After the first guest, they all took their leave. First, the host was in a bad mood, so it was not appropriate to stay for the banquet. Second, Zhao Huaining was destined to be a beggar, which was an unlucky person. If he had less contact with him, he would not be approached by beggars to make friends with him in the future.
The guests left one after another, and only Su Qishan and Xu Hui were still around the crying Su Wanqing.
"Father and mother, my life is so miserable." Su Wanqing nestled in Xu Hui's arms and cried tremblingly.
"Don't cry for now, come back with your father first." Su Zhubu looked unhappy, but this marriage involved a granary. If the Zhao family broke off the engagement and withdrew the silver and grain, it would not be as simple as dismissal.
Su Zhubu stood up and looked at Zhao Yuzhen beside him and said, "Mr. Zhao, Wanqing is still young, sorry for making fun of her."
"No way." Zhao Yuzhen's tone was exhausted, "If Wanqing wants to cancel the engagement, the
Zhao family will not say anything." "What did Mr. Zhao say? Am I, Su Qishan, a person who goes back on my word? Although Mr. Wang is highly respected, he can't help but make mistakes. I think Huaining is honest and well-behaved..." Su Qishan turned his head to look for Zhao Huaining, only to see him leaning against the back of the chair with his legs on the banquet table, holding a wine pot in one hand and a big chicken leg in the other, eating with his mouth full of oil, and suddenly choked!
Zhao Yuzhen looked back and was immediately furious.
"Huaining!!!"
Zhao Huaining was biting the chicken leg with big mouthfuls, his mouth was full, and he heard the voice vaguely: "What's wrong, mother?"
Su Zhiqiu lowered her eyes to hide her smile, and the other's bulging cheeks looked like a toad with bulging cheeks!
Su Wanqing stopped crying and stared at the man with a greasy mouth. If Zhao Huaining had behaved like this in front of her before, she would definitely not have chosen him! It was so vulgar!! How could he be worthy of her?
Chen Leyan ignored her heartache and hurried to her daughter and said, "Huaining, put your legs down quickly."
"Ahem." Su Qishan coughed lightly, "Huaining is so free and easy, it's good, Zhao Dongjia doesn't have to be sad, cultivate him well, I don't believe Huaining will be useless."
Zhao Yuzhen sighed and said, "Thank you, Master Su, for your comfort."
"Then you can talk to Huaining, we will go back first." Su Qishan said, motioning Xu Hui to help Wanqing up.
Zhao Yuzhen sent the four members of the Su family to the gate, watched them walk away, and then walked back listlessly.
"You still have the heart to eat?" Zhao Yuzhen had a headache. "You used to have a strong self-esteem, are you going to give up now?"
Chen Leyan hurriedly said, "Zhen Niang, Huaining must be irritated. Anyone who hears that he is destined to be a beggar will feel uncomfortable. She does this to avoid worrying you and me."
Zhao Yuzhen rubbed his temples and sat down after hearing that, with a worried look on his face. "That old Mr. Wang once predicted the drought in the Gengwu year. He would not easily predict for others on weekdays. Today he wanted to see if Huaining is suitable for business. Alas, the Zhao family has not done anything immoral, so how could it be retribution on their descendants?"
"Fortune-telling is always a good thing, and if it is really bad, just treat it as not accurate." Zhao Huaining wiped his greasy hands with a handkerchief. "If I die tomorrow, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of Mr. Wang."
Chen Leyan slapped Zhao Huaining on the head after hearing that. "Try saying unlucky words again?"
Zhao Huaining was stunned, but she could feel Chen Leyan trembling.
"Mother..."
Chen Leyan resisted the sudden fear in her heart, turned her head and said, "You just got out of bed not long ago, you should go back to your room and rest."
Zhao Yuzhen saw that his daughter did not move, and scolded, "Listen to your mother, go quickly!!"
Zhao Huaining understood their feelings, and stood up and walked in obediently without saying anything more. There were not many times he could listen to them, so maybe he should leave a letter for them before he died tomorrow.
As soon as his daughter left, Zhao Yuzhen stood up and hugged Chen Leyan.
"It's okay, don't worry." Zhao Yuzhen said softly, "A cunning rabbit has three burrows. I will place the family property in multiple places tomorrow. Even if the world is unstable, it can't all be lost. And Huaining, I will teach her how to do business. If she can't do it, I will train her to learn a skill. As long as she has hands and feet, she can always earn a living."
Chen Leyan leaned in Zhao Yuzhen's arms, and her trembling body gradually stabilized.
"In fact, a family like ours would never be so poor that our daughter has to beg for food. Let's forget about it. Huaining is right. If the fortune teller says something good, we should take it as true. If the fortune teller says something bad, we should take it as inaccurate. We can continue to live our lives as before."
Zhao Yuzhen hugged the person tightly and said, "Okay."
At that time, the fortune teller Mr. Wang hurried into the house while wiping his sweat. He pushed the door open with trembling hands and walked in.
"Good man..."
The man in black on the bed played with a dagger, looked at Mr. Wang, and asked, "Have you told the Zhao family that Zhao Huaining has been in trouble recently and may be in danger of her life?"
"Almost." Mr. Wang glanced at his unconscious son on the bed and said worriedly, "I wanted to say it according to your wishes, but I asked for her horoscope and roughly calculated that she has the fate of a beggar, so I said it according to her fate."
"Really?" The man in black hesitated for a moment.
Mr. Wang hurriedly said, "Don't worry, in two days I will tell them that there is a way to crack it, and take the opportunity to get the lotus pendant. I beg you, please let my son go now." "
I will let him go after I'm done. I'll stay here tonight. Remember, if you dare to tell anyone about this, wait for us to collect your son's body!" The man in black said as he inserted the dagger in his hand directly into the bed frame next to Mr. Wang's son's ear.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Wang collapsed on the ground in fear and said, "Don't worry, my dear. I disregarded the rules and friendship today and said in public that Zhao Huaining was destined to be a beggar. In order to save their daughter and eliminate the grudges in everyone's hearts, the Zhao family will definitely hand over the lotus pendant."
"Then you go tomorrow. I can't wait long. Now my senior sisters, junior sisters, senior brothers and junior brothers are all trying to take the lotus pendant from the Zhao family. I can't let them get ahead." The man in black paused and said, "You go early tomorrow morning!!"
Mr. Wang nodded like garlic and said, "Yes, yes."
At that time, Zhao Huaining, who was in the Zhao family, had already written a letter to Zhao and Chen's mothers. She put the letter under the pillow and hung the fake lotus pendant behind a painting on the wall.
Then she hugged her arms and looked at the painting in front of her carefully, and finally picked up the pen and wrote four lines on it.
The king of flowers is more fragrant, and butterflies and bees are vying to sing around it. How can the strong grass face the wind and rain and walk with pine trees on the cliff wall?
After writing, Zhao Huaining threw the pen on the desk. Let her stir up the situation before she dies. I hope that Su Zhiqiu can see these four lines of words and finally monopolize the treasure and recruit soldiers to defend her country.