Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 1246

Chapter 1246: Chapter 1119: One Person, One Divination

Everyone understood the meaning behind those words: all debts of gratitude were settled.

Zhou Jiao’s eyes slightly narrowed upon hearing this, and after composing herself, she softly said, "I don’t need it. Give both readings to Old Mrs. Cheng."

Old Lady Liu looked at her with a hint of admiration, "This is the first time someone has refused me face-to-face. Do you know one of my readings is worth a fortune?"

Zhou Jiao solemnly nodded.

She could discern if the other party had real skills or not. Although she always believed that fate is determined by oneself, getting a tip or two wouldn’t hurt.

Old Mrs. Cheng patted her with a smile, "Children don’t understand; don’t take it to heart. Let’s keep it one reading each."

Old Lady Liu shook her head with a silent laugh. This was their business, and after two readings, she owed no favors. It was like repaying a debt with a reading back then.

Old Mrs. Cheng took a red paper from her pocket and placed it on the Eight Immortals Table, pushing it towards her, then signaled Zhou Jiao with her eyes not to refuse.

Zhou Jiao understood and nodded.

This time, it required the Bazi, unlike last time. It seems they’re playing a big move.

Zhou Jiao smiled apologetically at Old Lady Liu and stood up to leave the courtyard to find the nephew. Although she didn’t know what Old Mrs. Cheng was calculating, it was related to the Cheng Family, and she rightfully avoided it.

As she returned to the courtyard, a middle-aged woman in a textile factory worker’s outfit was pushing a bicycle through the gate, and a middle-aged man came forward to take the groceries.

Seeing Zhou Jiao, the middle-aged man whispered something to his wife, who smiled at her.

Seeing this, Zhou Jiao stepped forward to greet them and sat on a cold stone stool, taking out a pen from her bag. After thinking for a moment, she used the bag as a cover to pull out a piece of red paper.

Luckily, red paper is now commonly used for wrapping gifts; otherwise, she wouldn’t have known where to get a sheet.

Seeing how serious Old Mrs. Cheng was earlier, she estimated that writing directly on white paper would get her criticized. There are some things better believed than doubted.

As she held the pen, she couldn’t immediately decide whom’s birth date and time from her family to write down. Her father was well, her husband too, and her mother even more so.

All three of her sons were her treasures, and she wouldn’t favor one over the others.

Moreover, she was unwilling to disclose her family’s birth dates and times to these magicians. People’s hearts are unpredictable, and who knows if they’d use it for dubious purposes.

In the end, Zhou Jiao wrote down her own birth date and time.

It wasn’t because she wasn’t worried about herself.

Having already lived two lives, she was rather fortunate.

If there was anyone suitable for a reading now, it would be her.

Examining fortune from self to family, only by calculating her fate could they fully encompass her parents, spouse, and descendants.

After finishing and rolling it up, Zhou Jiao could feel the chill running down her spine. Sure enough, she packed up the paper and pen and stood up.

Alas...this treatment of guests was deeply disappointing.

Thinking back on her past, she’d never been shut out, always receiving a warm welcome. She hoped that this so-called elder wouldn’t let her down, or it would be a laughingstock back home.

The cotton curtain over the hall door was drawn, making it uncertain what the conversation inside was about. The middle-aged couple had already returned to the kitchen in the corner of the courtyard.

Bored, she could only wander around the courtyard, secretly observing its feng shui based on a few books she had read, hoping to learn something valuable.

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