Hearing Guan Cheng's question, Wang Zhengguo sighed, hesitated for a moment, and did not speak.

"Uncle and grandpa, just say it, it's not a child, and it's not that you can't accept it." A relaxed smile appeared on Guan Cheng's face.

When he was a child, he took his younger brother to wander around, what kind of things have he not experienced? The happiness of the present did not make him forget the past, but remembered it more clearly and cherished everything he had now.

Guan Yu sat at the table of Feng Qingxue, but he was curious about his fate, "Yes, uncle, grandpa, just say it!" ”

Under the urging of the brothers, Wang Zhengguo coughed twice and said: "The blind man said that you should have died several years ago, your life is not good, you have no father and no mother, you have been displaced, you have suffered all the sufferings you can bear, and you died of hunger and serious illness. But you were lucky enough to meet a noble person, who pulled you back from the ghost gate, and since then it has been smooth and smooth, rich and leisurely for a lifetime. ”

Seki looked at the wind and snow.

It's her, it's she who pulled Guan Yu back from the Ghost Gate, after studying medicine, Guan Cheng learned more about his brother's danger at that time, it was really a line of life and death, and it was a big fate to survive.

"Auntie, thank you!" Guan Yu said loudly.

A handsome boy who is usually a little shy, his emotions are exposed at this time, and he is grateful.

He will never forget the first time he saw the wind and snow after waking up, and he felt his mother's tenderness and pity.

Fu Bao was lying on the lap of the wind and snow, with his arms supporting his legs and his little hands supporting his face, when he heard this, he turned around and flashed his two big eyes, "Brother, Mom didn't make you new clothes." ”

It means that your mother didn't make you new clothes, what do you thank her for?

Guan Yu looked at his only sister in the family, "Auntie didn't make me new clothes today, but she saved my life!" ”

"What's life? Mom, I'm going to die too. Fu Bao said coquettishly.

Feng Qingxue pointed her finger at her nose, "Fu Bao is Fu Bao's life, your life is yourself." ”

Fu Bao's small mouth opened roundly, "I'm fate!" ”

Feng Qingxue no longer paid attention to her fairy tales, and asked Wang Zhengguo: "Uncle, where does the blind man live?" Hearing you say it so amazingly, I really want to meet him. ”

Originally, she didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but she was shaken by the reason for crossing and owning space.

Now, knowing that the fortune teller is so accurate, not only calculates the fate of the Lu family in the previous life, but also accurately says that he is a variable of the Lu family, and also knows that the birth date of the Mandarin Duck Book is not her own.

Wang Zhengguo spread his hands towards her, "The blind man is dead, you can't see it." ”

"Dead?" Several duets sounded.

Father Lu, Lu Jiang, Feng Qingxue, Guan Cheng, and several old people present asked at the same time, and then said in unison: "I just came to tell my fortune before, why did I die suddenly?" ”

"yes, dead." Wang Zhengguo is very sure, "When the blind man left from us, he told me that he had leaked too many heavenly opportunities in his life, responded to five disadvantages and three shortcomings, and leaked the biggest heavenly opportunity, so his life was not long, let me and the old man of the Lu family for the sake of him to solve our doubts, and go to deal with the aftermath for him the next day." Early the next morning, the old man of the Lu family and I rushed over, and sure enough, we saw him dead in his house, dressed in a proper shroud, lying in the coffin he had prepared. ”