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

"You are..." Fang Xiaomei suddenly recognized her, "You are my mother's little treasure! Has the little treasure grown up?"

Xiaobao nodded and smiled sweetly: "Mom, Xiaobao is eight years old!"

Yes, if Xiaobao is still alive, he will be exactly eight years old this year.

"Xiaobao, I'm sorry. It was mom who didn't take good care of you. It was mom's carelessness that killed you. It's all mom's fault..."

Fang Xiaomei hugged her little daughter and burst into tears.

For a mother, losing a child is an unbearable blow, not to mention that the child was suffocated to death because of her poor care.

If there wasn't an eldest daughter who still needed her to take care of, she would have wanted to end it all.

"Mom, it's not your fault. Although you slept deeply that day, you didn't let the quilt cover me. It was actually my father who killed me!"

"Dad didn't like Xiaobao, so he pulled the quilt up to cover my face while you were sleeping."

"Mom, it feels so uncomfortable to be covered...but what makes me even more sad is dad. Just because I'm not a boy, he hates me and would rather kill me."

Fang Xiaomei's crying stopped suddenly and she looked at Xiaobao in disbelief: "What did you say? Did he... did he kill you?"

Back then, after the child was gone, Fang Xiaomei cried throughout her confinement.

Later, her husband took a month's leave and stayed with her to comfort her, which made her mood slightly better.

The husband said: "That child has no fate with us, so he came and left in a hurry."

He said: "It's okay to leave, maybe I can get a good pregnancy in a rich family in my next life."

He said: "It's okay, Xiaomei, I don't blame you. We are still young and we still have a chance to have another baby."

He also said: "Give the eldest girl a younger brother, and the two children will also have a companion in the future..."

So she listened to her husband and got pregnant again, miscarried, became pregnant, miscarried...

After several times in a row, her husband gradually lost his patience and scolded her for not being able to carry a baby.

He said: "Others have sons, why don't we?"

He said: "You killed one of my daughters, so you should give me a son back. This is what you owe our Luo family!"

He also said: "If you don't give me a son, I will never forgive you in this life!"

For eight years, she was heartbroken, guilty and regretful, and even felt that she owed her husband's life a life.

But it turned out that her little daughter was covered to death by her husband!

The little baby was only a few days old, and he didn't even have time to give him a proper name. How could he do this? !

It was about three o'clock in the morning when I woke up from the dream.

She called Xiaobao, but Xiaobao could only appear in her dream and could not be found in reality. Only the eldest daughter was sleeping soundly beside her.

"Xiaobao, Xiaobao..." She murmured, her eyes red from crying again.

She thought about calling the police, but after so many years and there was no evidence, there was nothing the police could do.

She thought again that she might as well chop that bastard to death with a knife.

But murder is illegal, even if she is not afraid of going to jail, what if she leaves her eldest daughter behind? Being raised in the hands of someone like your mother-in-law will definitely ruin your life!

After thinking about it, she thought of Sang Feiwan. What was her online name? Yes, one hexagram costs two thousand.

So she found Sang Feiwan's live broadcast account, clicked on it, and then sent a private message.

[Xiaomei: Hello, anchor, I am the daughter-in-law who asked you for advice at night. I take the liberty to interrupt you. I really had no choice but to think of you. 】

Surprisingly, Sang Feiwan responded to the message immediately.

[One hexagram, two thousand: It seems you already know the truth. 】

[Xiaomei: Got it. Xiaobao told me that it was my husband who covered her to death. Just because he favors sons over daughters, he kills his own daughter. I hate the anchor so much! But I have no evidence to bring him to justice. Anchor, is there a killing charm that can kill people invisible without being discovered? I want to kill him to avenge my daughter! 】

[One hexagram, two thousand: lynching is not recommended, but it is still recommended to call the police. 】

[Xiaomei: But I have no evidence, so calling the police is useless. 】

[One hexagram, two thousand: I can help you get the evidence. 】

……

At dawn the next day, Fang Xiaomei got up and prepared breakfast for her eldest daughter. After sending her out to school, she also picked up her bag and prepared to go out.

Her mother-in-law asked her: "Where are you going this early in the morning?"

Fang Xiaomei replied expressionlessly: "Go to the city and find your son."

The mother-in-law immediately beamed with joy when she heard this: "I have told you to go to the city to work with him so that you can get pregnant and give birth to a son. But you used to be so focused on taking care of the eldest girl that you stayed at home and didn't want to go out! Girl movie Sooner or later, you will get married, and no matter how well-raised you are, you will have to support someone else's family, so it is better to have a son as soon as possible."

Fang Xiaomei sneered and said: "You have given birth to five sons, but which one of them can let you get close to you? Just wait and see, your sons are destined to be bachelors, and they will all blame you and hate you!"

The mother-in-law was furious, "What are you talking about, damn mother-in-law? Why are you walking? Come back and tell me clearly!"

……

At seven o'clock in the morning, Sang Feiwan was already sitting in the hotel's cafeteria enjoying a delicious breakfast.

Everything in the restaurant looks exquisite, but she still prefers roadside stalls, which are more smoky and more to her taste.

After another ten minutes, Mr. Unruly came with a cane. With his swaggering red hair, he attracts countless eyes wherever he goes.

He glanced around the restaurant and soon saw Sang Feiwan eating steak with chopsticks.

The unruly young man suppressed his laughter and said, "You have to use a knife and fork to eat steak!"

Sang Feiwan asked: "Why?"

The unruly young man said: "This is Western food, you should use a knife and fork, it is elegant and convenient."

Sang Feiwan said "Oh", then picked up the steak as usual, took a bite and chewed it slowly.

If it were someone else, eating steak with chopsticks in this situation would definitely look nondescript.

But Sang Feiwan seemed to have elegance and calmness right from the bones, and even eating steak with chopsticks was a pleasure.

The unruly young man looked at it and almost forgot the purpose of his trip.

Until Sang Feiwan said: "You are already late. If you have something to say, please tell me quickly, otherwise you will not wait until the time limit expires."

The unruly young man hurriedly explained: "In order to come to see you, I came out in the morning before I even had time to go through the discharge procedures! It's just that my foot still hurts and I couldn't walk properly, so I was delayed for a few minutes."

Sang Feiwan had almost finished eating. He took a sip of tea and said, "Tell me what you want to do."

"To tell you the truth, I used to hate fortune-telling, fortune-telling and other things. That's because I suffered from it since I was a child. Hey, it's a long story, and it started when I was three years old..."

The unruly son's father was a founder. When he was born, his father had already created a business empire on his own.

As the eldest son, it stands to reason that an unruly son should be doted on by his parents since he was a child.

But not long after he was born, a master of metaphysics came to the family. He kept saying that the unruly young man was a lone star of evil, and was born to defeat his father and his mother.

His father was so convinced that he became increasingly indifferent to his biological son and only let the nanny take care of him.

In his 24 years of life, he only met his father a dozen times. Every time we meet, he just asks: "Do you have enough money?"

But he never cares about his academic progress or whether he needs his father's care.

He not only enjoys supreme wealth in the world, but he is extremely emotionally barren.

Now, he has graduated from college. If it were from other wealthy families, they would have been assigned to take important positions in the family business to prepare for succession.

But Young Master Unruly seemed to have been forgotten by his father, without any arrangements.

In order to attract his father's attention, he did many outrageous things when he was a rebellious teenager.

But no matter how much trouble he got into, his father didn't care and wouldn't even ask a question.

It was his mother who took care of him every time.

But his mother is also very busy, and she only cares about him occasionally, and usually just asks, does he have enough money?

When he said this, the unruly young man drooped his head and said with some sadness: "Many people don't understand why I, a rich second generation, ran to become an Internet celebrity? In fact, I want to prove to my dad that I can do it without relying on him. Start a career!"

Sang Feiwan answered: "You don't rely on him, but you use his money to show off your wealth, and then attract fans on your own live broadcast platform?"

Unruly Young Master: "...It seems a little strange when you say that."

Sang Feiwan said: "Let's get to the point. I'm not interested in your past."

The unruly young man was a little sad and angry: "A dead dog can make you feel compassionate, but what about me? My past life was so miserable, and you don't even sympathize with me?"

Sang Feiwan said: "I really have no sympathy for people who are so poor that they only have money."

Having said this, he suddenly felt as if he had been comforted again.

The unruly young man suddenly felt good: "That's right, I still have money, lots and lots of money. That's wealth that many families can't reach for generations! Although my father doesn't care about me, I still have my mother. My mother is very She pampers me. No matter how busy she is at work, she will come back to stay with me for a few days every few months. She will give me whatever I want."

Sang Feiwan added: "Please tell me the key points. What do you mean?"

The uninhibited young man said: "I just feel that this year has been very unlucky. I was hit by a flower pot when I went out, slipped on a banana peel when I was walking, and even fell into a dog's poop while picking up a takeaway... I have suffered various injuries this year. I’ve lost count. I really didn’t believe in fate before, but after meeting you, I started to believe in it a little bit.”

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves. His arms were covered with wounds of all sizes, including burns, stab wounds, and bruises. Those who didn't know thought he was being treated inhumanely.

"It was a burn. The waiter in the restaurant had slippery feet and a basin of boiling beef poured all over my arm."

"And this one, the window glass burst when I was taking a shower."

"The most annoying thing is this scratch! The wild cats on the roadside didn't scratch anyone, but I walked over and suddenly jumped up and scratched me and ran away!"

"Sister Sang, help me see how long my bad luck will last? I really don't want to suffer these accidental injuries again!"

Sang Feiwan shook his head regretfully: "This is just the beginning. Your bad luck will continue and will get worse and worse."

The unruly young man didn't expect that he was already so unlucky, but it was just the beginning.

But I heard Sang Feiwan continue: "The age of 24 is your birth year, and it is also the beginning of a turning point in your life. From the age of 24, no matter what you do, you will make mistakes, and there will be constant accidents. People close to you will also Contaminated by your bad luck, everything goes wrong. When you were 30 years old, your father couldn't tolerate you. He gave you a huge sum of money and severed the father-son relationship with you. After you squandered all the money, you froze to death in despair and loneliness. In the trash."

The unruly young man: "..."

"Sister Sang... No, grandma, are you kidding me? You're still freezing to death in the garbage... This, this is too miserable..."

Sang Feiwan's usually calm eyes were finally stained with a little compassion.

"I never lie."

The unruly young man immediately knelt down to her: "Master, grandma... Grandma, please save me. I don't want to be so miserable!"

Sang Feiwan lifted him up and threw him back on the chair: "In front of a large audience, don't be so embarrassed."

The unruly young master said: "I heard that a capable master can change his life. I didn't believe it in the past. But now I believe you! You are so capable and you will definitely change your life, right? For the sake of our fate , you must save me. You can use hexagram gold or whatever! As long as I can afford it, any amount is fine!"

Sang Feiwan said: "It's not difficult to change your destiny, but the problem is that your destiny has been changed by others. If I try to change it again, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it and it will harm your life."

The unruly young man was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses: "You mean, my fate has been changed?"

Sang Feiwan nodded, "Your original destiny should be to be rich and powerful. You will have no worries about food and clothing throughout your life. You will have a deep relationship between father and son and friends. You can live to be eighty years old and then die. But your life The character has been changed and replaced by someone, and what has been replaced is the fate of three evils and five deficiencies, and the only star of evil."

"Ordinary people can only change their fate once in their lives, and only those with profound skills can successfully change it. After the fate is changed, if you change it at will, your body will not be able to bear it, and you will easily die suddenly."

The unruly young master said angrily: "Who is so wicked that he would change my fate? If I know it, I must kill him!"

After cursing a few words, he thought that resolving the crisis was the key, and hurriedly asked Sang Feiwan for help: "Master, sister, grandma... help me, please save me!"

Sang Feiwan glanced at him unhappily: "Don't shout randomly, it will disturb the seniority."

The unruly young master said hurriedly: "Then why don't you call me grandma? As long as you help me escape this disaster, I will serve you as my grandma from now on!"

Sang Feiwan was not disgusted by this title - as a soul that had lived for hundreds of years, he could indeed be worthy of his title.

"It is indeed dangerous to change your destiny at will. But if you can know who you changed your original destiny to, and then change it back again, your body and soul will not reject it, and there will not be too many risks."

"As you said, I will try my best to find the bastard who stole my destiny! But...how can I tell who changed my destiny? I don't know how to read fortune."