Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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"Okay!"

Huang Dean nodded hastily, he was completely frightened by Yang Zimei.

"Also, this room is relatively large for children, at least twenty square feet."

Yang Zimei looked around the area of ​​the room and said, "It is not good for children to live in such a large room."

"Why? Isn't the bigger and brighter the room, the more comfortable it is to live?"

Huang Dean was puzzled, but he had never heard of the room being small.

"Children's rooms should be small or large, because the space is too large to easily dissipate human energy, it is best to control it below 12 square meters, and children under 7 years old or physically weak should not exceed 10 square meters in housing, otherwise, the vital energy in the body cannot After filling such a large space, it will lead to weakness and weakness. "

Yang Zimei explained, "Because Xiaodie's body is weak and weak, it's better to sleep with the adult or make the atrial interval smaller before she fully recovers."

"Okay!"

Huang De'an nodded again.

Although Yang Zimei spoke in a very light tone, it sounded convincing to him, making him obliged to obey.

When he came out of the room, Yang Zimei helped Xiaodie to clean up the evil spirit in her body, and wrote a jujube for Huang Dean to use a red cloth needle, and then hung it on Xiaodie's neck, condensing the lost Yang Qi in her body.

"Well, Uncle Huang, as long as I do as I say, with a little attention, Kocho will grow up like other children."

Yang Zimei felt a little tired, and she had to go home to see her mother, so she didn't want to stay too much, and got up to leave. "I have to go home now, something happened at home today."

"Xiaomei, what's happening in your house? Can Huang Bobo help?" Huang Dean asked in a hurry.

Yang Zimei didn't want to drag Huang Dean to Li Sheng. They were in the officialdom. In case Li Sheng transferred his anger to him, it would be bad.

"Thank you, Uncle Huang. It's not much that I can do."

Yang Zimei declined politely.

"So, Xiaomei, wait."

Huang De'an entered his room, then took out a big red envelope from it, and handed it to her, "Little eyebrow, I also heard that you help people divining and asking divination to see Feng Shui. These are at least 100,000. Uncle Huang is at home You do n’t have that much cash, only 10,000 yuan. You take it first, and you owe it later. "

Yang Zimei took only a hundred-dollar bill from the red envelope, bent over, and passed the remaining red envelope to the little butterfly aside, then stood up and said to Huang De'an, "Uncle Huang, I can call you uncle, our relationship. It ’s not a customer relationship, so you do n’t have to worry about money. Your help to my dad is priceless. ”

Seeing her talking about this, Huang Dean was very moved. "You are such a good boy, Xiaomei, Yang Qing is really proud to have a daughter like you."

"Thank you Uncle Huang, I'm gone."

After Yang Zimei bid farewell to Huang Dean, he walked out, but found that it was already twilight, and the lantern was on.

She quickened her pace and walked into an alley leading directly to her house.

There are not many people walking in this alley because the lights are dim, and the high walls of residential areas on both sides are more remote and gloomy.

Yang Zimei is naturally not afraid of such an alley, no matter whether it is a person or a ghost, she can't fight her, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The alley is deep, and the dim yellow street lights with short contacts and short circuits flash from time to time, rendering a certain atmosphere.

Even Yang Zimei felt a little chill on her back ...

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