Fortune Teller Master

After comforting himself, Zhou Zihao’s heart gradually calmed down. Hearing the snoring sound of the people next to him, he gradually fell sleepy and in the end, fell asleep.

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He didn’t have a dream this night. When Zhou Zihao woke up the next day, Yang Dashuai and Zhou Wensheng, who slept in the same bed, were already up. Zhou Zihao opened the quilt and looked at the bright sunshine outside. His mood was much better than yesterday.

Zhou Wensheng brought the cooked breakfast to the dining table. The two old couples were eating soft glutinous tofu, egg custard, and sweet bean paste buns while talking to Zhou Wensheng: “You people, why did you all sleep on the third floor?”

Zhou Wensheng poured the fragrant meat sauce onto the tofu and egg custard and explained patiently: “Zhihao’s friends are here, we talk all night.”

“Don’t go to bed too late, it’s not good for your health.” Grandpa Zhou took a bite of the egg custard and swallowed it, then turned his head and told his wife: “You try this one, it’s delicious.”

Yang Dashuai, who was sitting next to Grandpa Zhou, also ate the meat sauce noodles. Grandpa Zhou dragged the chicken feet in the earthen jar in front of Yang Dashuai, for fear that he could not reach it. Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou lived next door to Yang Dashuai’s house when they were still taking care of Zhou Zihao in Qi City. Yang Dashuai and their family treat each other like a real family.

After washing, Zhou Zihao met Lin Qingyin and Fatty Wang. He couldn’t wait to tell them what happened last night. He scratched his hair a little tangledly and said: “I wear the little master’s talisman last night, so the snake couldn’t see me. It didn’t stare at me like before. It only made me feel nervous for a while.”

Lin Qingyin smiled: “In fact, you don’t need to ask others about this matter, just ask your grandparents.”

Zhou Zihao thought of the appearance of the giant snake, with a tangled expression on his face: “Could it be that my grandfather save an immortal white snake and it was trying to pay gratitude?” He thought about the appearance of the white snake and asked a little uncertainly. : “Or did he stewed this white snake?”

Lin Qingyin was stunned for a moment, then deeply thought about Zhou Zihao’s words: “Can snakes be eaten too? Is it delicious?”

“It’s delicious!” Zhou Zihao replied subconsciously and licked his lips: “I have eaten snake soup in the south and it’s very fragrant.”

Zhou Wensheng brought the two prepared breakfasts to the table and then went upstairs to tell them to come down to eat. As soon as he went up to the third floor, he saw three people standing on the stairs, talking seriously. The little master looked serious while rubbing her belly.

“Little Master and Master Wang, the breakfast is ready.” Zhou Wensheng greeted him and then asked, “What are you talking about?”

Zhou Zihao smiled and touched the back of his head: “I’m talking to the little master about how delicious the snake meat is.”

Lin Qingyin swallowed and looked at Zhou Wensheng hopefully: “Can you make snake meat?”

“Eat the snake meat last night?” Zhou Wensheng almost cried out: “I really don’t know this! To tell you the truth, I don’t have a big pot that can fit it!”