Chapter 152 You will be in danger of bloodshed

Seeing Yang Fan coming, Grandma Zhou waved to her quickly, and Yang Fan walked over to them.

Before returning to her hometown, Grandma Zhou specially changed into her new clothes and combed her hair neatly, looking like a kind-looking old lady.

Grandma Zhou held her hand tightly, her hands trembling with excitement, "Thank you, Yang Fan. If it weren't for you, I might never be able to go home in this life."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Grandma Zhou, you don't have to be so polite. This is because your relationship is still strong. Even without me, you would still meet."

"But if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to see my sister." Grandma Zhou said with tears in her eyes.

Yang Fan curved his eyebrows, raised his chin in a pretentious manner and said, "If you put it that way, I'm really awesome."

Her funny expression made the three grandmothers couldn't help laughing. Grandma Xu touched her face affectionately and said, "Our Master Yang is so amazing."

A rough, calloused but extremely warm hand brushed across her face. Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, looking at Grandma Xu with a dazed look in his eyes. That kind face gradually overlapped with the familiar smiling face deep in his memory.

"Old Xu, you actually dared to touch the master's face. You are so brave." Grandma Yang joked.

"She is Yang Fan, why can't I touch her face?" Grandma Xu: "Old Yang, you are jealous that Yang Fan and I have a good relationship."

"Then I'll touch it too," Grandma Yang reached out and gently touched Yang Fan's face, and chuckled twice, "I've touched the master's face, and I'm going to make a fortune in the future."

Even at her age, the old lady still has only this simple wish - to make a fortune.

Yang Fan instantly came out of his thoughts, his eyebrows curved and he smiled happily.

In a few words, the atmosphere became relaxed.

"You are Yang Fan," Zhao Xiangyu came over at some point and spoke to Yang Fan in a familiar manner.

"I haven't seen you for so many years. I didn't recognize you just now. Girls change a lot when they grow up. You are so beautiful now."

She is a year older than Yang Fan and got married early, so I didn’t recognize her as Yang Fan just now.

Yang Fan's smile faded a little, and his eyes were a little distant, "Aunt Zhao."

"Yang Fan, I heard that you are successful now and can tell fortunes. Can you help me tell fortunes?"

Yang Fan nodded, "Sure, one thousand for one divination."

I didn't expect her to ask for money so directly. Zhao Xiangyu's expression froze for a moment, and she said sarcastically, "I didn't expect that we are from the same village and have such a good relationship, but you still want money."

Yang Fan said as a matter of course, "Of course, I make a living from this."

"Your family has such a big orchard, you can make a lot of money." A hint of jealousy flashed across Zhao Xiangyuan's face. "Fortune-telling is just a matter of talking, why don't you tell aunt a fortune?"

After hearing her shameless speech, the faces of the three elders changed. Grandma Xu frowned slightly, "Xiangyu, that's not what you said."

"You make it sound so easy when it comes to talking about something. You have your own mouth and you can do the math yourself."

She had long disliked Zhao Xiangyu and her siblings. Since Old Zhou hadn't said anything before, she had no idea what to say. But now that they were bullying Yang Fan, she was not happy about it.

Grandma Yang also said, "Xiangyu, you are going too far."

Yang Fan makes a living from this, how can he refuse to give money just because of a fellow villager?

Grandpa Yang and Grandpa Zhang, who were listening nearby, interrupted.

"Oh, you old ladies are just impatient. We are all from the same village, so Yang Fan should just do you a favor," Grandpa Zhang said with a smile, "Yang Fan, why don't you count me as one, too."

Grandpa Yang: "I want to calculate it too, Yang Fan, can you calculate it for me as well?"

They smiled and only said they were helping out, not mentioning money. With someone's help, Zhao Xiangyu felt more confident, "Yang Fan, my mom is so good to you, I asked you to help with the calculation, but you asked for money. This is a bit too unkind."

"Look, my brother Cheng and his friends are buying so many fruits from you."

Not only was she shameless, but she also dragged her and Luo Cheng out. Grandma Zhou felt embarrassed, "Yang Fan, you don't have to pay attention to her."

Grandma Zhou cursed, "What are you talking about? Yang Fan can tell fortunes, that's his skill. If you want to tell fortunes, just pay me!"

"Mom, you scolded me?" Zhao Xiangyu looked at Grandma Zhou in disbelief.

As the youngest daughter, Grandma Zhou had been very kind to her since she was a child. She gave her whatever she wanted and never scolded her or even spoke to her in a harsh tone.

Now she is being scolded for a stranger. The old woman must be getting too confused!
Grandma Zhou looked at her beloved little daughter with disappointment in her eyes. Among her four children, this little daughter looked the most like her, so she had never been willing to say a harsh word to her since she was a child.

But she, like the other three children, is exactly like their profit-seeking and heartless father.

"You're asking Yang Fan to give it to you for free. Do you have the nerve to do that?"

The eyes of other people around were also looking over here. This sentence not only made Zhao Xiangyu embarrassed, but also made Grandpa Yang and Grandpa Zhang look a little uncomfortable.

Grandpa Yang hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "We are just joking, right, Yang Fan?"

"Yes, it's just a joke," Zhao Xiangyu glared at Yang Fan in dissatisfaction.

Yang Fan's expression completely faded, "Sorry, I don't like people joking with me."

"However, Aunt Zhao, since you said that, I also think that we are from the same village, and talking about money does hurt feelings."

Zhao Xiangyu raised the corner of her mouth and a hint of pride flashed in her eyes. See, I told you we are from the same village, how can I charge you any money?

The next second, Yang Fan's words made the smile on her face freeze.

"Aunt Zhao, I calculated for you, you are about to have a bloody disaster."

With just one sentence, the scene instantly became quiet.

Yang Fan continued, "If you want to resolve this bloody disaster, you can buy me a protective amulet. One amulet costs 100,000 yuan."

"One hundred thousand yuan, why don't you just go and rob it!" Zhao Xiangyu said without thinking.

"No way, no way, didn't Aunt Zhao marry a rich second-generation man? How come he can't even afford 100,000 yuan?" Yang Fan said sarcastically.

"You!" Zhao Xiangyu was speechless, her chest rising and falling rapidly for a long time, "How could I not come up with 100,000 yuan? The talisman of the Taoist priest of Sanqing Palace is only a few hundred yuan a piece. I'm afraid your talisman is a fake."

Other insiders: ...The Taoist priests of Sanqing Palace are all working in Yang Fan's house.

Zhao Xiangyu just rushed back from the city early this morning and she didn't know about this matter.

But she really couldn't come up with 100,000 yuan. Although she married a rich man, her in-laws looked down on her because she was born in the countryside and had only a daughter and no son, so she only had 2,000 yuan for living expenses every month.

"Whether it's a lie or not, you will know if you buy one, Aunt Zhao." Yang Fan's expression was as sincere as it could be.

"What bloody disaster? I don't believe in that. It's a bummer."

Zhao Xiangyu felt ashamed and left in shame.

"Then do Grandpa Yang and Grandpa Zhang also want to calculate the score?" Yang Fan turned to look at the two old men who had just started the commotion.

As soon as he opens his mouth, he talks about bloodshed and asks for 100,000 yuan. Who dares to calculate it?

The two old men remained silent and didn't respond to her.