The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

Seeing that her daughter-in-law started crying again, Mrs. Pansun said impatiently: "Crying, you know how to cry? Crying too much, that little girl is unwilling to leave, and my grandson cannot come into your belly. reincarnation!"

Fang Xiaomei ignored her and only asked Sang Feiwan: "Can you let me see my little daughter? I'm sorry for her, I hurt her, and I want to confess to her face to face."

Before Sang Feiwan could say anything, the water friends in the live broadcast room were already eager to offer their advice:

[I know a way, drop the blood between your fingers in water, and then smear it on the mirror to see the soul! 】

[Yes, yes, some netizens used this method to see the souls of dead dogs! 】

[I also remember this method. I also tried it. Unfortunately, I didn’t see my cat that died a few years ago. It must have been reincarnated. 】

Sang Feiwan said: "The method of applying blood to the mirror is very short-lived and is not suitable. I will teach you a few formulas. If you recite them silently in your mind before falling asleep, your little daughter will be able to enter your dream."

After that, she recited the spell in front of all the netizens and said: "When you recite it, think about the person you want to see. The more sincere the relationship, the higher the probability of falling into a dream."

"Okay, I'll remember it. Thank you, host. I'll definitely come and thank you when I see my little daughter!" Fang Xiaomei thanked you again and again.

And her mother-in-law was still beside her, nagging her: "I see, I need to apologize to the girl for my mistakes, and coax her away early so that my grandson can come..."

It wasn't until the connection was disconnected that the nagging voice disappeared from the public's ears.

[Ah, is this interrupted? Can I still see the follow-up of the anchor? 】

[I really want to know if that poor child can be reincarnated properly. My curiosity was aroused, but I was not allowed to see the results. It was so torturous! 】

[I think the death of that child is very strange. If it was really caused by the mother's negligence, why did the anchor say that the child's resentment came from his grandmother and father? 】

[Yes, I have this idea too. Oops, can the host give some spoilers? 】

[Anchor Anchor, I have written down the spell you just said. If I follow these steps, can I still meet my deceased family members in my dreams? 】

Sang Feiwan explained: "I hope you should use it with caution. If the person you want to see is not around, you may attract unclean things into your dream. It is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away, especially ghosts."

Netizens: "..."

Sang Feiwan added: "If you want to know the follow-up, you can continue to stay at ten o'clock tomorrow night. Okay, there is the last hexagram next."

Soon, the last connected netizen appeared in front of everyone.

This netizen's ID is "Shang Shan Ruo Shui". He is a man in his forties, dressed plainly and with messy hair.

Probably because he didn't expect that he would be the lucky one, he didn't react for a while. When he saw himself clearly in front of the camera, he quickly straightened his hair and then greeted the anchor with a smile.

Sang Feiwan asked as usual: "The best is like water, what do you want to ask?"

Shangshan Ruoshui said: "I just want to help my mother. My mother is seventy this year. She was originally born in an urban family. Later, she went to the countryside to become an educated youth and took root in the countryside. The biggest regret in her life is that she could not be in college."

Shangshan Ruoshui sighed heavily: "Actually, my mother was very studious and hardworking when she was young. After doing a day of farm work during the day, she still had to read by the kerosene lamp..."

Along with the narration of The Supreme Good Like Water, everyone seems to have an image of a young woman studying hard in a simple farmhouse under the dim kerosene lamp...

That era affected too many people.

How many people have left their hometowns and never been able to return to their hometowns...

Shangruoshui's mother is the only daughter in the family. After going to the countryside, she looks forward to returning to her parents in the city day and night to fulfill her filial piety.

Fortunately, not long after, the college entrance examination resumed, giving all students a chance.

In order to seize this opportunity, the motivated girl worked during the day and studied at night.

Finally, her hard work paid off, and she was finally admitted to Qingbei University with excellent results.

But when it was time to register for school, the girl discovered that her university admission notice was missing...

Although losing your college admission letter is troublesome in modern times, there are still ways to remedy it. For example, contact the school for reissue, etc.

But a few decades ago, information was underdeveloped, and even mobile phones were not popular. Losing the notification letter, especially when the semester starts, means missing out on the university.

Because of this, Shangshan Ruoshu’s mother missed the opportunity to enter school and the opportunity to return to the city. One mistake will last a lifetime...

Shangshan Ruoshui said with great regret: "Later, my mother married my father, stayed in the countryside, and became a rural woman all her life. I often think about what would have happened if my mother had gone to college and returned to the city. ?”

"She may be a respected university teacher, or a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. After retirement, she will dance square dances with a high pension like the old ladies in the city, or go on trips every once in a while. .”

"Anyway, it won't be like this now. After being poor all your life, even if you get sick, you can only wait to die in a small county town."

"My mother has kept silent about those years for decades. It was not until a year ago that she told me about it when her health gradually deteriorated. Only then did I realize that my ordinary old mother had been living in the past for decades. I have been admitted to the top universities in the country before!"

"Although she always says it's fate now, I can see that she is very sorry. Everyone would regret it if their whole life changed like this."

"Anchor, can you still help find something that has been lost for decades?"

Sang Feiwan said: "Okay. I need to see your mother's face, either in person or in a photo."

Shangshan Ruoshui dug out an old photo from home.

The girl in the photo wears two braids, has a sweet smile, and is very pure. Next to the girl was a man with a Chinese character and a simple smile.

"This is a photo of my parents when they got married. Isn't my mother very beautiful? She was the most beautiful girl in the educated youth team."

Through her face, Sang Feiwan could see the twists and turns of the girl's life.

"Goodness is as good as water. I will calculate this hexagram for you for free, just as it fulfills your filial piety. As for the final truth, it is up to you to decide whether you want to tell your mother or not."

Shangshan Ruoshui's family situation is not good. If he can be exempted from the Gua Jin, he will be very happy and hurriedly said: "Thank you so much to the host. After knowing the truth, of course I will tell my mother."

Sang Feiwan said: "Go dig under the locust tree in the courtyard of your old house. You will find the answer you want inside."

Shangshan Ruoshui was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Then, regardless of the depth of the night, he grabbed a shovel and headed to the old house.

Their old house is a bungalow built decades ago. It has been vacant for many years, and the weeds in the yard are as tall as a person.

Shangshan Ruoshui found the old locust tree in the yard, dug in with a few shovels, and soon dug out a ceramic jar.

Hidden in the jar was a yellowed admission notice from Qingbei University.

Although it is very old, the name of the admitted student written on it is that of Shangshan Ruoshui's mother.

The bright red seal represented the recognition of her by the highest university in country Z. Unfortunately, it has been ineffective for decades.

Shangshan Ruoshui looked at the admission notice and was still a little dazed: "Why was it buried in the courtyard of my old house? Who buried it? Why was it buried? Why did it ruin my mother's life!"

Sang Feiwan said: "Actually, you already know the answer, don't you? The only one who would bury things here is your father, because only in this way can he keep your mother in the countryside and have a chance to marry her."

[I was shocked, how could there be such a vicious person! For your own selfish desires, you ruined a girl's lifelong future! 】

[Knowing that he is not worthy, he drags the other person into the mud. It is so suffocating! 】

[My mother who is as kind as water is so pitiful. That was Qingbei University, which is incredible now, let alone forty or fifty years ago! If I had gone to study back then, I would definitely be a leader in the industry now! 】

[How can people’s hearts be so vicious? I feel so bad for her, her whole life is ruined like this. 】

Shangshan Ruoshui held the admission notice and didn't speak for a long time.

He no longer knew what to say.

His mother's life...but it was his respected and deceased father who destroyed his mother. As a son of man, what should he say?

Sang Feiwan said: "I have already told you the answer you want. As for whether you want to tell your mother or not, you decide for yourself."

Shangshan Ruoshui came to his senses dully and said to Sang Feiwan sincerely: "Thank you for being the host. Although you said you don't want my hexagram gold, I can't take advantage of this."

After that, he clicked on the gift column, sent a "Cloud Whale Soaring" without hesitation, and then cut off the connection.

[I’m so confused. If it were me, I don’t know whether I should tell my mother. 】

[If you don’t say it, the old man will regret it till death, but if you say it...how can you accept it? 】

[Anchor, do you know how to say Shang Shan Ruo Shui? 】

[Hey, no matter whether you say it or not, nothing can be changed. For the rest of my life, I really hate it! 】

[Have you ever noticed that the anchor is so calm? No matter what she calculated, her mood was always stable. We are the only people who eat melons. Sometimes we are angry, and sometimes we are sad. 】

Indeed, these things could only make Sang Feiwan sigh at most, but they could not cause her emotions to fluctuate too much.

It's not that she is cold-blooded, it's just that she has lived for a long time and has seen too many vicissitudes of life, so her state of mind has naturally become calm.

"Today's three hexagrams have been calculated, good night everyone."

After saying this, Sang Feiwan closed the live broadcast, and then went to check the backend income as usual.

Three hexagrams were calculated today. The subject of the first hexagram, "Lonely Heart", was hit too hard and fainted, so the gold in the hexagram was gone.

The second hexagram has not yet been concluded, and the hexagram gold has not been received yet.

For the third hexagram, she was prepared to skip it, but the other party still rewarded her.

In addition, there are small gifts one after another, as well as the initial rewards from Flying Bird and Unruly Young Master.

Tonight, I received a total of gifts worth more than [-] yuan. Even if the platform took half of the commission, it would still be an income of nearly [-] yuan.

Just thinking about the unruly young man gave Sang Feiwan a headache.

As soon as she thought about it, she received a private message from Mr. Unruly:

【Are you there? 】

[I know you are here, why don’t you say anything? 】

【How can you use cold violence against the big brother on the list? 】

[Speak, grandma! 】

Sang Feiwan knew that the bond was formed.

[A thousand pieces of gold: Say it directly. 】

[Uninhibited Young Master: Damn it, you are too direct, why can’t we talk more passionately first? 】

[One hexagram, two thousand: tell the truth! 】

[Unruly Young Master: Okay. I want you to help me read my photo. I tried all night but couldn’t get a connection... You haven’t returned to Beijing yet, right? Are you free during the day tomorrow? Can you help me see it in person? 】

[Unruly Young Master: You can open the hexagram gold however you want, it’s easy to say! 】

[One hexagram, two thousand: At seven o'clock in the morning, we can give you half an hour for an interview in the buffet restaurant on the second floor of the Star Hotel. 】

[Unruly Young Master: Ah, seven o'clock in the morning? I'm still in the hospital. I might not be able to be discharged if it's too early. 】

[One hexagram, two thousand: Don’t wait when the time comes. 】

The unruly young man wanted to send another message, but the system prompted that the other party was offline.

Uninhibited Young Master: "!!!"

……

Before Fang Xiaomei went to bed, her mother-in-law blocked the door and said:

"I'm telling you, if you really see her tonight, don't be soft-hearted. You must coax her to leave! She wants money and tributes, and we will burn them all for her! We just can't leave anything that will affect my grandson's reincarnation. road!"

"Mom, can you please stop talking about your grandson and your grandson? It's up to me to have him or not, not you."

"What are you capable of? If you hadn't slept too hard and suffocated the good baby to death, how could she have resented reincarnation? How could she have pestered you? If she hadn't pestered you, she wouldn't have had the three previous miscarriages. , my grandson is already here!"

Every time the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had a quarrel about childbirth, the mother-in-law would bring it up and scold them.

Every time, Fang Xiaomei would be speechless.

She was sorry for her children, sorry for her husband, and sorry for her husband's family.

It was also because of guilt that she became pregnant three times, had three miscarriages, and suffered three times, so that she now looks more than ten years older than her actual age.

In this matter, she was in the wrong, so in the face of her mother-in-law's scolding, she could only endure it silently.

She didn't close the door and go to bed until her mother-in-law finished speaking and left.

While lying on the bed, she chanted the mantra that Sang Feiwan taught her in the live broadcast, while thinking about the poor child who died young.

She burst into tears thinking about it, and then slowly fell into a dream with endless regret.

"Mommy mommy!"

who? Who is calling me?

"Mom, open your eyes and look, it's me!"

As soon as Fang Xiaomei opened her eyes, she saw a little girl of about seven or eight years old lying next to the bed. She had a round face and round eyes, and she looked a lot like herself.

She had thought about it countless times, if she had not slept to death that day and had not killed her child.

So how old must her little daughter be now?

Will he look like himself: round face, round eyes?

The little girl is wearing a pink princess dress. Not long ago, Fang Xiaomei bought clothes to burn for her little daughter.