A wife always treats her husband as a demigod and does whatever she says. Sure enough, she asked the woman in the stable to seal his mouth with a shovel of ash. The next year, my wife gave birth to a boy. Guiguzi rummaged through his life book and photo album, but he still came to the conclusion, "This child is useless. Just drown in the river. " The wife listened again. In the third year, the wife's hands and feet are faster, and giving birth to a boy is more agile than laying eggs by a hen. Guiguzi was helpless and said to his wife, "I depend on your own opinion on this child. It's up to you, whether to bury it or raise it." This child is doomed. At the age of sixteen, if he is not swept away by the flood, he will be buried in the gate of hell even if he escapes. The wife said, "I don't listen to you chew your tongue." My mother's children are alive and kicking, and I don't believe they will die suddenly. " I did what you told me, and I ruined two children. I will take him with me whether he is a god or a ghost, a cow or a horse in the future. "She asked a sedate woman to bathe her baby and pull out her tits to feed her.
Guiguzi thinks that he has no children and daughters and doesn't care much about his family business. He picked up his umbrella and began to travel around the world. He came all the way to Beijing for divination. His divination has become more and more magical and almost accurate, taking into account people's honor and disgrace, misfortune, happiness, promotion, sinking, death and life. His reputation has long been established in such a big city. The men and women looking for his fortune-telling are bustling. Guiguzi is busy turning around like a top, and money flows in like running water. Guiguzi's fame is getting bigger and bigger, and he has long forgotten his hometown. Unconsciously, sixteen years have passed.
Guiguzi's son, called Guidou, has grown into a sixteen-year-old epigenetic brother. Ghost beans went fishing by the stream this day. Suddenly, seven girls with bright heads came over and said with a smile, "This little disguise, please carry us across the stream." Ghost beans are too ashamed to open their eyes. He scratched the yellow sand with his foot and didn't know how to promise. The girls were even happier, pushing them around and saying, "I'm afraid of embarrassment. Why don't you lead us across the stream one by one?" Ghost beans seem to be illuminated by seven suns, making their noses and foreheads sweat. He suddenly put down the fishing rod, tied up his trousers, jumped into the water, lifted pieces of big bluestones, and stood up neatly. I have pimples on my arms and I am so strong that I stand on my head. The stream is not wide, and in less than an hour, he set up a steady stone step. He stood in the middle of the stream, nodded stupidly and smiled. The girls chattered and laughed, wriggling across the stone steps. The smallest one of them tilted and almost fell into the stream. Ghost bean slammed the water and let her cross the stream with her shoulders.
On the other side, seven girls turned around. The cloth skirt worn by the village girl has become a colorful dress, which is extremely rich. It turns out that these seven girls are the seven fairies in the sky. The nuns said, "It's rare that this little costume is simple and kind." The youngest nun said, "why don't my sisters know?" The little pretender has a good heart but a short life. Isn't he destined to be swept away by the flood in another hour? " The fairy nun is very heavy.