The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Chapter 294

Xiong Meng was very angry just now when he was fooled by a fortune teller.

Knowing how good it was to not listen to his mother, playing games at home, so he returned home as quickly as possible.

There is no one in the house, so my mother must be playing mahjong again.

However, he was accustomed to this long ago and went straight into the own room.

His room is big, but it looks very cramped.

Because the walls and corners are filled with all kinds of things he bought before.

Before seeing these things, he would have a sense of satisfaction in his heart, feeling that everything can be calm and calm.

But today I don’t know why, when he sees these things again, he has an indescribable irritability.

He took out his mobile phone and logged into the game, trying to distract him.

But before half the game, he threw the phone aside.

He couldn’t calm himself down, he kept thinking about what happened on Wangzi Mountain, and the more he thought about it, the more he became annoyed.

That fortune teller is really Damn it.

And that fruit, I don’t know what it is, it is indeed too fragrant, it is so fragrant as to hook people to Hun and Po.

It’s okay not to think about it. When he thinks about it, he feels that he can’t stop, and the saliva pops out unknowingly.

No, I can’t think about it.

He went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water, trying to make himself awake, but the effect was not very good.

The scent is like magic, and it has been entangled in his mind, making him like an irritable brown bear, fidgeting in the house, walking around.

This feeling made him want to hit the wall.

Finally he couldn’t help it anymore and decided to go shopping on the street.

But no matter whether he goes to the game or the game hall, he has no thoughts, and his mind is full of the fruit with the fragrant fragrance.

Otherwise, try again and see if you can spend some money to buy one?

He quickly rejected this idea.

A big man who stands upright is a bit spineless, and he needs a little face.

Just go to the fruit shop and buy some other fruits. Maybe you are full, so you won’t think about it?

But after a few rounds in the fruit shop, he did not choose the fruit he wanted to eat.

Oranges are too sour, bananas are tasteless, durians are too smelly… Finally he left the fruit shop empty-handed.

Then go eat your favorite hot pot.

So he walked to the hot pot restaurant he loved the most, but stopped at the door.

He suddenly felt that the hot pot that smelled so good before seemed to be wrong today.

Not only did it not increase his appetite, but it made him feel faintly uncomfortable, just like he just ate three hot pots in a row and couldn’t eat it anymore.

But he obviously felt very hungry again.

Did he commit his own problem again?

Impossible. When he wanted something very much before, it was really wanting. The feeling of being impatient and about to get it would make him fall into a half-irrational state.

But now he is clearly sober, and subjectively, he really doesn’t want to get that kind of fruit.

Maybe I still want it.

He walked down the street in a daze, feeling that he had suddenly lost his direction, not knowing where to go.

In the end he didn’t know how to get home.

“I’m back?” Mom has already prepared a table of food, “How is today?”

Seeing the dishes on the table, Xiong Meng grumbled uncomfortably, but he didn’t feel any appetite.

“Not very good.” He bowed his head and walked towards his room.

“After eating, where are you going?”

“You guys eat, I’m not hungry.”

Li Xiaofen and Xiong Gang looked at each other, feeling a bad feeling in their hearts.

The look of this child seems to be a problem again!

This is the case every time, I don’t want to eat when I get sick, I can’t sleep, as if I lost my soul.

I don’t know what he wants to buy this time.

While the couple sighed, they were extremely worried, but there was no good way.

Xiong lay on the bed fiercely, so hungry that his heart was pressed against his back, but he took apart several packages of his favorite snacks, but couldn’t eat a bite.

The strange scent of the fruit has almost made him crazy.

He tossed around all night, and got up as soon as it got light the next day.

He decided to try again. Maybe if you give more money, the fortune-teller will sell him a little?

Anyway, he bought it with money, not a Losing face.

When he walked into the spacious yard, he saw yesterday’s fortune teller from afar, sitting in the cottage and smiling at him, as if he had already known that he was coming.

And on the table in front of him, there were two dewy fruits.

This made him seem to have self-consciousness with both feet, and he couldn’t help walking towards the Caolu.

“coming?”

“I……”

“Sit down.” Wu Jun said with a smile, “what’s the matter?”

Xiong fiercely pointed to two kiwifruits, and whispered, “I want to buy some with money, can I?”

“Do you want to buy this?” Wu Jun picked up two Qixiang fruits.

“right.”

Wu Jun smiled and replied, “Not for sale.”

Xiong Meng asked a little annoyed: “Why don’t you sell it? Didn’t you say that you have a lot? It doesn’t matter if you sell me two?”

Wu Jun shrugged and replied, “Unhappy.”

Xiong Meng:…

Okay, forget it if you don’t sell it!

Isn’t it just two fruits, what’s so great?

He was about to turn his head and leave, only to see Wu Jun squeezing open a nut shell, the magical scent instantly penetrated into his nostrils, making him feel as if he was under a holding spell.

No, this kind of taste is really irresistible.

Since noon yesterday, I haven’t eaten anything until now. Now I only feel that my stomach is empty, and my internal organs seem to have been dug away.

So he tried to ask: “How can you sell it to me?”

“It depends on your mood.” Wu Jun said, “If you are in a good mood, I may give you no money. If you are in a bad mood, I won’t give you all the property.”

“Then how do you feel good?”

Wu Jun thought for a while and said, “I have a piece of land in my backyard, and the grass is overgrown…”

“Okay, I’ll help you pull the weeds!”

Xiong Meng said and walked towards the backyard.

Isn’t it just pulling weeds? I have done it twice in school before. It’s not a big deal.

As a result, as soon as he arrived in the backyard, he saw three vine-like objects covered with that kind of fruit.

This made his heart move slightly, the fortune-teller didn’t talk nonsense, there really were so many.

He kind of understood.

This fortune teller looks very rich, and rich people just like to watch others do things for him, and enjoy the feeling of being superior.

But he thinks it’s okay, it’s nothing good to exchange labor for remuneration. Losing face.

Pull a piece of grass for him, maybe you can change two strings.

So he walked to the ground full of weeds and began to pull the weeds non-stop.

It’s just that pulling weeds is much harder than he thought, these Damn it weeds are too strong, and soon he feels back pain.

But as long as he glanced at the fruits from a distance, he felt motivated again.

Half an hour later, Xiong fiercely sat on the wet ground, watching both palms were swollen, and his wrists were covered with red marks cut by grass leaves.

He felt like he was useless.

Since childhood, where did he suffer from such crimes? Except for the QR code, he hasn’t scanned anything at home, even the kitchen.

Now, for the sake of a few fruits, they are pulling weeds in such a humble manner.

If he is known by his friends or colleagues, where does he have the face to meet people?

But the kind of fruit hung there. When he thought of the strange fragrance, he couldn’t help it. He really wanted to taste it.

This contradiction made his mood extremely complicated.

How about quietly picking two of them while there is no one?

No, that would be a steal.

A gentleman loves to get money in a good way. He can put down his face and ask for alms, but he can never steal.

There is still a bottom line in life.

But if it is definitely not required, if you want, you can only continue to pull the weeds.

Seeing that he took a big slap for a long time, and the burning pain from the palm of his hand, he wanted to give up again.

Otherwise, forget it, it’s just a fruit, you won’t die if you don’t eat it, and it’s not worth suffering such a big sin for it.

Just walk away, but after just walking a few steps, I saw Wu Jun walking over with two dogs.