binnovel Chapter 321 The Second Daughter in the Historical Fiction 16
Chapter 321 The Second Daughter in the Historical Fiction 16
Old Fu was in a particularly good mood and couldn't help but drink a few more glasses of wine that night.
He kept rambling on and on, sometimes saying that he wanted Song Xianyin to change her surname back, and sometimes saying that Song Xianyin had made him look good.
When Fu Ci returned home in the evening, Song Qin happily invited him to dinner.
"Your sister was really something this afternoon. That guy surnamed Qin bullied your dad, so she bullied his son instead."
Old Fu nodded and said happily, "I didn't expect that the second son still cares about me as his father. I didn't even notice that you had kicked him into the field."
"Yeah."
Song Xianyin frowned: "They bullied me first, I'm just standing up for myself."
This reason is important.
She's not an unreasonable person.
Song Qin covered her mouth and laughed, then patted Song Xianyin: "It's all the same, it's all the same. Anyway, they're helping your father get revenge. That guy surnamed Qin is really no good person."
Old Fu laughed so hard he bent over again when he thought about what happened this afternoon.
Song Xianyin: ...
What was she laughing at? Seeing how happy Lao Fu was, she felt she shouldn't have made a move this afternoon.
Old Fu snorted: "From now on, our whole family will never associate with that Qin guy again. He's a snob."
“Our Fu family’s kids will definitely be more successful than their kids. Those kids of theirs have dull eyes; they’re obviously not smart.”
Old Fu took a big gulp of wine, looking as if he had finally vented his anger.
Song Xianyin glanced at him and said, "Dad, you're such a coward."
They still need to rely on her, a little kid, to vent their anger.
Old Fu choked immediately and coughed incessantly.
Song Qin was about to scold her, but she held back.
"There are some things that kids can do but adults can't, otherwise how will we meet in the future?"
“If you see him again, he won’t talk to you. I even beat up his kid.” Song Xianyin looked at them in confusion.
Song Qin choked up: "I can't explain this to a kid like you."
She turned around and brought over the freshly stir-fried meat, placing several pieces into Song Xianyin's bowl.
"Come on, let's not talk about those unhappy things anymore. The second child is a great hero in our family today."
Song Xianyin silently watched Song Qin divide the meat: "Mother, I am clearly the one who made the greatest contribution, so why do Father and my eldest brother still get more meat than me? They are not the ones who made the greatest contribution."
Song Qin's lips twitched; this child was very shrewd.
If it were any other child, they would have already put it in their mouths; they wouldn't care about anyone else.
Old Fu, adopting a parental air, said, "Because your older brother and I are both older than you, understand?"
"Get out of my way..."
Before Song Xianyin could finish speaking, Song Qin flicked her forehead, and Song Xianyin finally quieted down.
For the first time, Song Qin took some meat from Lao Fu and Fu Ci's bowls and put it in Song Xianyin's bowl.
Old Fu's face immediately darkened, but Fu Ci didn't react much.
Song Qin looked at Song Xianyin's eyes darting around, feeling both amused and annoyed.
"Don't imitate those things from plays, they're not good."
The little girl has so many expressions on her face every day; I wonder who she's gone to see the opera with this time. These past few nights, she's been making all sorts of noises at home, and Old Fu has talked to her about it several times with a pained expression.
They are clearly father and daughter, but she has to relay all the messages, making them seem like strangers, not close at all.
Time passed day by day, and Lao Fu never mentioned Lao Qin again. He didn't even want to talk about his own youth anymore, as if he felt he had really lost face.
A fortune teller has come to the village these past few days. He says he's a famous fortune teller from the next village, and he can tell a person's fate with just one glance.
Song Qin believed in these things because when she was young, her mother had her fortune told. The fortune teller said that she would have many hardships in her life and that the men she would marry would not be good.
Aren't they exactly the same?
As soon as the fortune teller arrived, all the men, women, and children in the village gathered around him.
Song Qin had been observing from behind.
She'd better not go over there yet; what if people find out their family's birth dates and times?
When the sky was ablaze with red clouds and the other villagers had all gone home for dinner, Song Qin cautiously approached them.
She handed the money to the fortune teller, adding a few extra dollars.
"Master, we have three children. Could you please tell my fortune about them?"
The fortune teller stroked his white beard and rubbed his fingers together: "Three people isn't enough."
Song Qin gave him a troubled look and handed him a few more yuan.
But this reluctance was quickly dispelled by the fortune teller's words.
"Both of you, eldest and third son, will have benefactors to help you in the future. Your birth charts are excellent, and you are destined for wealth and prosperity."
Song Qin smiled broadly: "That's right, everyone says so. These two children will be going to school in the county next year."
They're their family's lucky star.
Song Qin urged, "Master, what about my second child? She's very clever, is her destiny also quite good?"
The fortune teller frowned but didn't speak. Song Qin stared intently at him, feeling a little nervous.
"Your second son's birth chart... the five elements are out of balance, the day master is Yin metal, born in the summer fire month, the raging fire bakes the metal, the metal energy has no root, the body is extremely weak. The year pillar has a killing star, the month branch has a robbery star, the four pillars have no seal or incomparable star, the lonely star enters the life, the fortune is thin and the fate is shallow."
Song Qin's mind went blank for a moment, and her lips trembled as she said, "Master, what do you mean? I haven't read many books, so I don't quite understand."
The fortune teller, with a stern face, said seriously, "This person's birth chart has many Robbing Gods, which are detrimental to siblings. The bond with brothers is weak, and the person is destined to harm their elder brother. If not for a strong-willed person, the elder brother will die young, or at least the person will be separated from their siblings and have no one to rely on."
Song Qin was so startled that she took a few steps back: "Brother Ke?"
The fortune teller nodded: "This girl is indeed bad luck for your older brother. Does she often steal things from your eldest son?"
Song Qin nodded, her face pale: "Yes, she always has to compare herself to her older brother."
"I also gave birth to a boy, but he died right after birth. Master, is that related to this...?"
The fortune teller's gaze lingered on Song Xianyin, who was not far away: "Was that your first child?"
"Yes."
“His life wasn’t tough enough, and your second son took it away from him, but your eldest son’s life is tough enough, so he hasn’t been affected by her yet. But if you let the two of them stay together, your eldest son might become a burden to the eldest son.”
"If you have another son, I'm afraid that son will also be cursed to death by her."
A fate destined for poison.
The fortune teller's face was extremely solemn: "A weak body encountering inauspicious stars indicates many disasters and calamities. This person needs the support of the Resource and Companion stars to save them. Without the help of a benefactor, they will likely face many hardships along the way."
Song Xianyin had been standing not far away for a long time, wondering why her mother hadn't finished calculating yet.
As soon as she approached, Song Qin pulled her away.
"Mom, have you figured it out? Will I become a great painter in the future?" Song Xianyin asked curiously.
Song Qin's face was deathly pale. She muttered under her breath, "What's the point of calculating? It's all a lie, a waste of money."
"Mother, you're being biased again! I saw you give him my older brother's and younger sister's birth dates and times, but you didn't help me ask. You're being biased!"
Her orange paper was still quite pretty, but her mother didn't even ask for her help.
"I'm not leaving, I'm going to have my fortune told." Song Xianyin clung to the tree, refusing to go.
Song Qin scolded, "What are you calculating? We don't have that much money to calculate for you. Hurry up and go home!"
"Masters" indeed! They're just charlatans who swindle and deceive. Now that we're liberated, these people still dare to pretend to be gods and ghosts here.