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"Here, here, the champion is back!" A small guy ran towards Jiyang County with an excited face.

At this time, at the city gate, in the entire Jiyang County City, people with heads and faces came here.

At the front of these people, a middle-aged couple stands, and beside them, there are four people.

This middle-aged couple, dressed in ordinary cloth clothes, although not as gorgeous as the others behind, but at this time, no one dared to stand in front of the two of them.

The two of them looked excited, their hands supporting each other, and their whole bodies trembled slightly.

And, among the four people beside the two of them, there were two teenage children, a boy and a girl, the boy was white and the girl was handsome.

The other two, one was a woman in her mid-twenty-fourth year-old, who was extremely handsome and extremely smart.

As for the last person, it was a white-robed scholar, around twenty-four or five years old, with a white complexion, standing there, giving people the feeling of returning to the basics, a Confucian scholar.

This scholar is Dong Bufan!

Today's Dong Bufan, he is nearly thirty years old, but because of his cultivation, he looks like he is about twenty-four or five years old.

As for the other middle-aged couples and others, they are naturally Dong Qiang and others!

And they are here now, waiting for Dong Bufan's second brother, their second son, Dong Shifan!

Just half a month ago, Dong Shifan's high school champion had reached here, and today is the day he turned against his hometown.

The voice of the little guy fell, and standing on the side, an old man in an official robe laughed and shouted directly: "Play music!"

As the old man's voice fell, the gongs and drums were noisy, and the firecrackers rang out in unison, and the sound resounded through the sky.

Not far away, the horse team walked slowly, and from a distance I heard the shout of the officer: "The champion returns to his hometown." ”

Not long after, the horse team came here, Dong Shifan, who was riding a tall horse, saw his parents at a glance, and suddenly, he hurriedly jumped down, rushed over, fluttered, and knelt down in front of Dong Qiang and his wife.

"Dad, mother, I'm back!" Dong Shifan shouted loudly, tears streaming down.

After decades of cold windows, he finally paid off.

"Okay, okay, get up!" Dong Qiang and his wife, old tears, helped them up.

Dong Shifan stood up, his eyes fell on Dong Bufan's body first, showed a sincere smile, and said, "Big brother, I'm in high school!"

Dong Bufan and Dong Shifan have known each other for several years, although Dong Shifan, he never knew that the person in front of him was his own eldest brother, but in his heart, he also regarded Dong Bufan as his eldest brother.

Dong Bufan stretched out his right hand, patted Dong Shifan's shoulder heavily, and said with a smile: "From now on, you are the one who has really grown up, and in the future, you will have to shoulder everything in this family." ”

"Hmm!" Dong Shifan nodded heavily.

Dong Shifan declined the invitation of many dignitaries, followed his parents, and walked towards his home, and when he passed by the street, he was naturally inevitably enthusiastic about the neighbors.

Dong Bufan followed behind everyone, looking at everything in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile, alone, leaving here, and walking towards his shop.

He was leaving, but before he could go, he needed to go back to the shop, where he had one of the most important things that he had to take with him.

It was carved by Dong Qiang for him, and the wood carvings of their family have always been placed on the counter by him, and they can be seen every day.

Not long after, Dong Bufan returned to the store.

Dong Bufan glanced at everything in the store, took a deep breath, and said, "Ten years...... It's been ten years!"

As soon as the words fell, he put away the wood carving, and prepared to walk towards them and leave the county seat of Jiyang.

As for saying goodbye to his parents, he was not ready to go, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear to leave after seeing his parents.

Moreover, his mother had already guessed his identity, and I am afraid that she would not let him leave.

At this moment, an ancient and old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and holding a flag in his hand with the words 'fortune telling' written on it suddenly came to the door of Dong Bufan's shop, blocking Dong Bufan's way.

"Little friend, do you have a fortune count?" said the old man with a smile.

Dong Bufan saw at a glance that this old man was a worldly person, and he estimated in his heart that he should be a charlatan, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, there are still things to do, if there is fate in the future, let's count it." ”

Lao Dao smiled and said: "The word fate is ethereal, you can't catch it, you can't see it, but it really exists, don't you feel that now the poor road and the little friend want to see, is it fate?

Dong Bufan looked at the old man in front of him, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then the old gentleman should come in and sit." ”

This old Taoist words have some meaning, Dong Bufan wants to hear what can be said from the mouth of this old way.

The old man smiled, followed Dong Bufan and walked in, and did it in front of Dong Bufan.

"Little friend, what do you want to count?" said Lao Dao pursed his lips and smiled.

Dong Bufan thought for a while, looked outside, and said with a smile: "You can help me calculate whether this Jiyang County will be prosperous in the future." ”

Dong Bufan also said it casually, because he believed that the old way in front of him was a charlatan, and he couldn't figure it out.

Lao Dao shook his head with a smile and said, "You don't have to forget about this. ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Dong Bufan frowned and said, "Why?"

Lao Dao smiled and nodded, and said, "If you have the opportunity in half a year, you can come back and take a look, and when the time comes, you will know." ”

"Old man, can you make your words clearer?" Dong Bufan smiled and continued to ask.

Lao Dao said with a smile: "To say it or not to say it, the result is the same, everything is already doomed, this is their fate, don't say it." ”

Dong Bufan nodded slowly, thought for a while, took out a tael of silver from his arms, put it in front of Lao Dao, looked at Dong Qiang's shop opposite, and said with a smile: "Old man, help me count them!"

Lao Dao looked back and said with a smile: "Blessed are the children and grandchildren, the second son will be in power in the future, the third daughter will marry a businessman in the future, and the second half of his life will be happy and worry-free, the fourth son and the fifth daughter, a lifetime of glory and wealth, it can be said that their four children will be happy for a lifetime!"

"As for the couple, they will be prosperous and prosperous in the second half of their lives, enjoy their old age in peace, and will die in happiness!"

Dong Bufan laughed and said, "Old man, why don't you say it, their eldest son?"

Dong Bufan still regards this old way as a charlatan at this time, because what this old way says, if it is replaced by another charlatan, he will also say the same.

"Hehe, their eldest son has long been lost. Lao Dao said with a smile.

Dong Bufan laughed when he heard this, and slowly shook his head, about what he lost when he was young, this is not a secret, as long as someone has a heart and asks on this street, then he will know.

"Old man, then forget it, where is his eldest son?" Dong Bufan said jokingly.

Lao Dao pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Their eldest son has been with them for ten years, and now he is sitting in front of Poor Dao......"