There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

His brother Xian was enjoying hot pot leisurely.

It's delicious! It's delicious! It has to be you, Jiaojiao.

Chen Banxian ate happily, his chopsticks flying up and down, and his mouth was full of oil.

I didn't eat anything while I was outside. I've been hungry for so long just for this meal.

He greatly appreciated it, Where's the hairy tripe? Here's another one!

Woo~

Jiaojiao showed an aunt-like smile and stared at the devouring person without blinking.

After eating and drinking, he held his stomach and asked curiously: Egerwei, why don't you go to work? I haven't seen you at home at this time before.

It was still early, and according to the usual practice, Egerwei couldn't spare the time to go home at this time.

Master, you have noticed me.

Aigwei sighed: I have lost my job now, and I have been dismissed from my job and I am reflecting at home.

She shook her head: Forget it, Master, now that you are finally back, don't say these depressing words.

Tsk, I've been working for a long time, so I don't have to worry about it anymore. Chen Banxian didn't care, and said richly: It doesn't matter if you don't go to work. Our family is rich anyway. It's so comfortable to be a fortune teller.

That will kill my will. Aigwei held the hot pot with chopsticks and ate with one chopstick or another.

There was a flutter in the room, and Xiao Jinzi woke up and walked out with a yawn.

She became a child again and needed a lot of sleep to help her body grow. She was helpless, but there was no way.

Fortunately, Jiaojiao takes good care of her, so no one needs to worry too much.

Oh, my Jiaojiao, what would this family do without you?

He took another bite of hot pot, which tasted of happiness.

The days that followed returned to calm. It was rare that he had to turn on the TV and watch the news every morning.

Yesterday, a transcendent person escaped from prison and escaped from the dolphin prison. I hope that the general public in the Federation will actively provide clues...

He listened to the rest of the news and did not look at it again. Instead, he took out the copper coins from his arms and returned to the most simple way.

Pushing the trolley downstairs, ordinary life is not ordinary.

Emperor Fuxi taught him the art of natural law, and actively interfering and intervening in it required a lot of thought.

For the first time, Chen Banxian felt that his understanding was insufficient, and the images he actively created did not come true.

Old Chen, are you here to tell fortunes again?

The snack vendor next door said hello: I just made the peeing beef balls this morning. Would you like some?

I've had breakfast. Chen Banxian waved his hand: Let's have a big one.

Having eaten it counts... huh?

The snack owner's brain was a little confused, so he gave him a beef ball in a daze.

It pops in your mouth, filling your mouth with juice and leaving a fragrant aroma.

Although it is not real beef, it has a unique flavor.

Old Chen, I said you don't see many people telling fortunes from morning to night. Is your income enough to live on?

The boss is a warm-hearted person and is a little worried about whether Chen Banxian will be hungry.

Barely enough, barely enough.

After being perfunctory with his boss, Chen Banxian subconsciously put down the bowl of peeing beef balls and made a prediction.

Fire Ze Gua.

As the saying goes, fire is the temper, like a sparrow talking, and Ze is the mouth, chirping, chirping, bashing, is this going to cause a quarrel?

With a flick of his finger, he overturned the hexagram and stopped looking at it.

Alas, I didn't calculate it accurately. This hexagram is really difficult to learn.

How could he get into trouble with his words when he came first and did his job honestly?

But he didn't expect that at noon, when he was cleaning the stall and planning to go home for dinner, several uniformed people came to his stall.

Is there any misunderstanding here? The snack owner came over and asked, Old Chen's divination is famous for being accurate. No one has ever said that his predictions are not good.

The extraordinary personnel glanced at the snack boss and said with a straight face: This is the highest document above. There is no way we can ban the wrong person.

As for whether your calculation is accurate or not?

He said casually: I think you need to eat today.

I figured you'd need to dress when it's cold, and you should return gifts when others give you gifts.

Am I also accurate?

The snack owner frowned, This is different, but...

never mind.

Chen Banxian waved his hand to stop him, If you seal it, seal it.

At worst, just switch to online.

You're quite sensible. The extraordinary person nodded, and then began to record the message for him.