Uncle Zhang had heard from Grandma that Wen Ying was a college student.
This college student, well, he also knew, often saying that drawing talismans was feudal superstition and not to be believed, and that even traditional Chinese medicine was useless.
But for the older generation like them, it was exactly the opposite.
So when Wen Ying said she was a psychologist, Uncle Zhang didn't pay much attention.
But when she drew talismans with ease, and their effects were even better than Grandma Wen's!
Uncle Zhang knew that Wen Ying had truly surpassed her master!
Isn't it perfectly normal for someone like that to take over Grandma's business?
Why change to some ridiculous psychology clinic?
Uncle Zhang imagined a lot of scenarios and finally wondered if this little girl Wen Ying was being monitored by someone!
Just like the TV series he has been watching recently!
Wen Ying knew immediately what Uncle Zhang was thinking. She burst out laughing, "Uncle Zhang, you're overthinking it. I'm perfectly safe! I really am a psychologist. It's just that the scope of my studies might have been classified before, so you didn't know."
Watching Wen Ying effortlessly snap the scissors in her hand into two, Uncle Zhang realized he had overthought things.
This strength, even a man like me who is used to farm work, cannot achieve!
"Is that so? Then Uncle Zhang won't worry anymore! Hurry up and cook something to eat, it's getting late."
Uncle Zhang walked away after speaking, only then remembering the purpose of his visit to find Wen Ying.
That is to buy two more talisman papers. Don't say a thousand bucks, his wife would be willing to give two thousand!
Uncle Zhang's son is going on a business trip next week, but they are worried, so his wife asked him to get a safety talisman for their son.
In this regard, Wen Ying actually noticed that Uncle Zhang had something on his mind, but she wasn't in a hurry.
And she herself had matters to attend to, so she didn't call out to Uncle Zhang who had left, and closed the clinic door.
There is a small kitchen in the clinic, and behind the small kitchen, there is a modest yard, about ten square meters.
Wen Ying was just about to start cooking when she felt a warm current flowing through her body.
She sat on the homemade tatami with her eyes closed, savoring a sense of fulfillment she had longed for in her previous life but could never attain
Coming to this world, it was already the second time!
The sound of a rooster crowing echoed in her ears. Wen Ying slowly opened her eyes, her bones feeling somewhat stiff.
Looking at the sky outside the window that had already brightened, she realized she had been meditating all night.
When she got up intending to wash up, Wen Ying realized her stomach was growling with hunger.
After brushing my teeth, I went out to buy breakfast. Only now do I have time to think about the matter of merits.
At this moment, Wen Ying had no idea that Weibo was already trending, and every topic was related to her.
Wen Ying thought, Heaven had granted her merit for Zhu Ge's matter, and it was clear that it had given quite a bit for Wang Sicong's matter as well.
In short, this time's merit was much greater than the first.
Merit, how it comes about, Wen Ying already had an idea in her mind.
Wen Ying could feel her body brimming with spiritual energy, the kind found in proper cultivation novels.
After one night, Wen Ying's cultivation had already reached a level she had never achieved in her previous life.
In her previous life, she was wholeheartedly devoted to the study of metaphysics, yearning to touch the threshold of immortality. She traveled across countless mountains and rivers in search of opportunities and learned many ancient methods to strengthen her body.
But it is fundamentally different from cultivating immortality.
And now, this body seems to be comparable to her peak in the previous life.
"Xiao Ying! I heard from your uncle that you often skip meals, so I brought you some steamed buns and soy milk."
Uncle Zhang and his wife walked into Wen's Psychological Clinic with breakfast and placed it on the table.
"Auntie wants to ask you, do you still have that peace amulet?"
Aunt Zhang was a straightforward person; she didn't bother with small talk and asked directly.
"The kind I want you to draw, not your grandmother."
Uncle Zhang reached out and tugged at his wife's clothes, feeling that she was being too direct and somewhat impolite.
"Why are you pulling me? We're all neighbors here, we'll have plenty of time to get to know each other later. There's no need to be so roundabout!"
Aunt Zhang glared at Uncle Zhang and then looked at Wen Ying, "Don't you think so, Xiao Ying?"
Firefly nodded, "Auntie is right, if there's anything, we should just say it directly."
Wen Ying liked this straightforward personality.
Upon hearing Wen Ying's words, Uncle Zhang's wife pushed her husband aside, "Little Ying is indeed a sensible child! It's like this, my son is going on a business trip next week. Normally, it wouldn't be a big deal, but a few days ago, didn't your Uncle Zhang have that unfortunate incident? Auntie is a bit worried that his bad luck might rub off on my son. We only have one son, and if something happens to him, what would we do? So, we want to buy a few safety charms. Little Ying, how much would they cost?"
After understanding Uncle Zhang's family's request, Wen Ying thought for a moment, "Auntie, I do have medicine in this clinic. You and Uncle wait for a bit, I'll go look for it."
What medicine? What kind of medicine?
Uncle Zhang's wife didn't understand what Wen Ying meant, but before she could speak, Uncle Zhang forcefully pulled his wife back. "Enough, don't bother Xiao Ying. I told you she's a psychologist. What if you mess things up and she makes a mistake?"
Uncle Zhang even made a gesture of drawing a talisman for his wife to see.
The wife understood instantly!
Sigh, these young people nowadays are so peculiar. Drawing talismans in this town isn't a big deal, so why are they being so secretive about it?
And you call this medicine?
But as long as it ensures my son's safety, I'll say anything!
Uncle Zhang and his wife watched Wen Ying as she took a piece of yellow paper from a drawer, then casually picked up a ballpoint pen from the side..
Just like that, right in front of them, not knowing what to draw.
Uncle Zhang and his wife thought it must be Peppa Pig!
When Wen Ying was drawing, they stood to the side, not daring to breathe, fearing that a single breath might ruin Wen Ying's talisman.
Two minutes later, Uncle Zhang's wife looked at the pattern on the yellow paper..
A sheep from a cartoon?
It seems like a rather good-looking sheep, perhaps called something like Yangyang?
"Dear, is this that sheep?"
Thinking this, Uncle Zhang's wife pulled Uncle Zhang and asked him. Uncle Zhang looked at his wife with a face full of resentment, as if wondering why she would ask him about such a cartoon, but he still answered seriously, "Pretty Sheep..."
"Yes, yes, yes, it's Pleasant Goat! Look at my memory! Xiaoying, does this Pleasant Goat bring safety?"
"Auntie, this is psychological therapy. If you don't like this Pleasant Goat, I can draw Spider-Man instead!"
Aunt Zhang's face suddenly didn't know whether to cry or laugh, "Alright, alright, psychological therapy, Auntie believes you. How much will it cost to treat this sheep?"
"One thousand."
Aunt Zhang took out a thousand yuan in cash and placed it on the table. "Xiaoying, I have something heartfelt to say to you. If you want to pursue this line of work, you should make more preparations. I don't quite understand the thoughts of you young people, but your clinic is so empty, it doesn't seem right."
When Uncle Zhang and his wife left, Wen Ying looked at the empty clinic; it indeed felt quite different.
More "medicine" should be added.
"Honey, do you think Peppa Pig is more impressive or Pleasant Goat?"