Zhou Yongâs saliva almost flows while smiling like crazy. Li Le couldnât see him like this, so he sighed and said: âYouâre still happy, didnât you hear that the money will fly away?â
Zhou Yong swallowed his saliva back immediately and looked at Lin Qingyin nervously: âSister Lin! No, Little master! Can you give me an estimate of why we will lose money? Is there any chance of saving it?â
Lin Qingyin rolled her eyes: âThis downfall should be fall to your father. Didnât you stop me from telling your familyâs fortune?â
As soon as he heard that it was his father, Zhou Yong was worried: âThis incident, is my father going to have an accident and people will not pay compensation? Then letâs forget about the deal!â
Li Le nodded sharply beside him: âYes, letâs forget it!â
Lin Qingyin almost rolled her eyes. In their hearts, she canât calculate good things? But looking at Zhou Yongâs worried appearance, Lin Qingyin stopped teasing him and said directly: âYour father inherited an old house, you tell him not to sell the old house and keep it in his hands for half a year to not lose money. Wait for it to be demolished.â
âInherit the house?â Zhou Yong scratched his head in confusion: âBut my grandparents are gone, and I havenât heard from my dad that he has any relatives who are single or widowed?â
Lin Qingyin waved at him: âBelieve it or not, your divination is over.â
Zhou Yong stood up blankly, and after thinking about it, he decided to call at home and ask.
After dialing the phone, Father Zhou was just resting at home. Zhou Yong didnât go around the bush and asked directly: âDad, did you inherit a house?â
Father Zhou, who had just sat down on the sofa, slid to the floor. He rubbed his butt and stood up with gritted teeth: âWho did you hear it? I just finished the formalities and didnât even tell your mother, how did you know about it?â
âItâs actually true?!â Zhou Yong turned his head to look at Lin Qingyin, his face full of incredulity: âIncredible!â
Father Zhou on the other end of the phone was confused: âWhat did you say? Hey, I am asking you how did you know!â
Zhou Yong quickly explained: âOur schoolâs Fortune Telling Club has a new master. Her divination is very accurate. She just gave me divination and said that you inherited a house, and let me tell you not to sell it, wait for it to be demolished in half a year.â
âItâs really accurate!â Father Zhou slapped his thigh: âWhen I was going through the formalities these 2 days, someone pestered me and said that he would buy that house for 400,000 yuan. I was thinking of discussing it with your mother at night.â
âDonât sell it!â Zhou Yong raised his voice: âMaster said, you will get at least 1.5 million after the demolition!â
âWell, Iâll listen to the master, I wonât sell it for now.â Father Zhou agreed: âI also donât think itâs good to sell the house just after inheriting it.â
It was only then that Zhou Yong remembered that he didnât quite understand where the house came from, so he quickly asked: âDad, do you have any old bachelor relatives? Where did you inherit this house from?â
âItâs not a relative, itâs a house left for me by an old man I took care of.â Father Zhou sighed softly: âSeven or eight years ago, I was still a taxi driver, one day it was raining heavily and I was on my way home. On the way, I happened to see an old man hiding from the rain under a tree. He was soaking wet and shivering from the cold. I couldnât keep a blind eye, so I let him get in the car and took him home. I didnât know until he got home that he lived alone in his house.â
âThe old manâs surname is Zhang. His parents died early. When he was young, he worked hard to make money for his younger brother and sister to go to school. Because he only think about taking care of his siblings, he had missed the age of marriage, and he couldnât find a suitable partner. At that time, his younger brother and sister began to think to have their own families, so he saved money to build a house for his younger brother and give his younger sister a dowry. He owed a lot of money for this.â