The Gifted Fortuneteller novel Chapter 4

I suddenly found that there was a dirty and sneaky beggar who had been hiding in a small tree forest in the distance, staring at my father's grave.

But it seemed that he was just waiting to eat the sacrifice, so I didn't pay much attention to him. I knelt in front of the grave for seven days and seven nights before a white hand quietly handed me a tissue and wiped my tears.

I cried so hard that I couldn't open my eyes. It was full of blood and tears. I endured the pain and looked at who it was. I was stunned.

Her eyes were brighter than before. Her figure was no longer a little girl with skin and bones. Instead, she became tall and full. The beauty in my dreams for many years was not as beautiful as the little bit of reality. She had simply grown into a fairy...

Even though the age of a woman has changed, I still recognized her at a glance. She was Wang Pingping, my unmarried wife

I used a white napkin to wipe my tears. Only then did I feel a bit more comfortable.

Although my father had left forever, I still had Pingping as a wife. There was always hope in my days!

At the age of nine, my father and the Wang family had agreed upon a time limit. I was about to officially become husband and wife with Pingping.

Without waiting for me to say thank you, the beautiful longing was broken by the harsh sound of the car flute.

It was Wang Li.

He was holding a gold-rimmed walking stick with both hands. He was in a suit and leather shoes. His shoes were shiny. The way he looked at people with his nostrils was really disgusting. Sitting in a black Rolls-Royce, he looked like a completely different person from when he was down and out begging for food.

He was very impatient to let Pingping hurry over.

"Uncle Wang, aren't you coming to pay your respects to my father?"

Wang Pingping nodded unnaturally, her voice like a silver bell. "My father's leg is a bit off, so it's not convenient for him to get out of the car. Call the flute to express his longing and respect for Uncle Li."

I nodded. I was too embarrassed to expose it, but I felt that Uncle Wang's "longing" was a bit too special, and it was a bit disturbing to the quiet

I thought of something, rubbed my stiff knees, and quickly walked towards the luxury car.

"Uncle Wang, my father told me before he died that he wanted me to give it to you personally. I was thinking about it when I saw it."

I held a broken porcelain bowl in my hand.

Back then, when my father sent Wang Li and his daughter off, he gave them a gold bowl as a plate, and Wang Li had no way to repay them, so he gave his former begging job to my father, claiming that seeing a bowl in the future was like seeing a person.

My father didn't mind that this was a broken bowl that only asked for food and kept it carefully.

Wang Li looked at the bowl and took it expressionlessly. Then, he smashed it on a stone by the side of the road.

I was stunned.

Wang Pingping followed me and handed me a paper bag. "This is two hundred thousand yuan. It's a bit of my and my father's goodwill. Take it, Changsheng."

I hastily shook my head and refused. "I don't need it."

However, Wang Pingping forcefully stuffed it into my arms. "Uncle Li has passed away. It's no fun for you to stay in the village alone. Father has already left you a position in the factory. You can come directly to work in the city. It's better than staying in the countryside."

Looking at the paper bag and Ping Ping's smile, I felt incomparably warm in my heart.

When my father was alive, he always said that I would be blessed when I married Ping Ping at the age of ten and nine! Father really didn't lie to me.

I was incomparably resolute. "Pingping, I will definitely give you happiness!"

At this moment, Wang Pingping suddenly stopped smiling.