Chapter 1461: Cheng Shi Birthday Extra Chapter: Birthday

Cheng Shi Birthday Extra Chapter: Birthday

As the title says, today's additional update is naturally because it's Cheng Xiaoshi's birthday!

July 13th is the day Old Jia went online with this book, which counts as Cheng Shi's adoption day and also his birthday, so an extra chapter is added~

Happy birthday to Cheng Shi, and happy weekend to everyone~

Six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still scorching.

Cheng Jia squatted in the shade at the entrance of the alley, picking his toes, and by the way, listened with great interest to the master setting up a stall next door telling fortunes for people.

The person setting up the stall was a newcomer; he had never seen the other party in the nearby park.

Strength...... just so-so, purely relying on a mouth to make a living.

At this time, standing in front of the stall was a pair of young lovers, with green faces and clear eyes, looking like students from a nearby technical school.

Young people's money is indeed the easiest to earn.

The little girl couldn't move when she saw the fortune-telling stall as soon as she came out of the supermarket, and insisted on dragging her boyfriend to calculate a hexagram. The male student was disdainful of this, but couldn't stand the grinding and was dragged over.

The master didn't say a word, handed out paper and pen, and asked them to write a character.

The little girl asked curiously: "Master, I haven't said what to calculate yet?"

The master chuckled, waved his hand and said: "If the girl doesn't calculate marriage, I will pay you back."

Just this one sentence, the little girl's eyes were smiling, pulling her boyfriend's sleeve and pulling it constantly: "Look, look, I said the person's calculation is accurate, you still don't believe it, he knows I'm here to calculate marriage."

The male student secretly rolled his eyes, smiled and patted his girlfriend's head, and at the same time avoided her gaze and said silently to the master:

"If it's cheaper, calculate it; otherwise, forget it."

The master curled his lips, stretched out five fingers and scratched his head, meaning: 50% off.

The male student was still dissatisfied, but couldn't resist his girlfriend's interest, so he could only take the money with a sigh.

Seeing the money handed over, the little girl nervously wrote a "Shi" character on the paper, and the male student said helplessly:

"Why write my name?"

The little girl smiled: "Hmph, I want to calculate whether your heart for me is real or not!"

Seeing this character, Cheng Jia looked at the boy for the first time. After just one glance, the conclusion was: he didn't look as good as Xiaoshi.

The master happily picked up the character, looked at it for a long time, and muttered:

"Shi, 'Prosperity' means 'Real'.

Take the top part as a roof, forming a home, meaning a prosperous family; take the bottom as 'to thread', often associated with wealth, symbolizing a rolling source of income."

The two have good fates. If you can support each other and love each other, it will definitely be a good marriage."

After the master finished speaking, of the three people present, Cheng Jia and the male student were both curling their lips, only the little girl had an expectant look, pulling her boyfriend and saying:

"Did you hear that, did you hear that? We are a good marriage.

But Master, I clearly wrote the simplified character, why calculate the traditional one?"

The master said seriously: "Is family prosperity and wealth rolling in an easy thing?

Changing from simple to complex means that the two of you have a bumpy love path and need to keep your original hearts."

The male student who heard this was obviously unhappy. He stared, but saw the master happily picking his ears, and there was a cigarette clamped on that ear.

The male student was stunned, laughed angrily, made a gesture to hit, but nodded helplessly after showing his fist.

The master received the signal and immediately put on a smiling face: "But I see that you two are both long-affectionate people. Good things need to be polished, and you will eventually achieve a positive result.

If you two get married in the future, don't forget to leave a cup of wedding wine in the direction of my stall when you set up the banquet, so that I can also get some joy."

The little girl was satisfied after hearing it, but didn't see that when the two turned back, the male student rolled his eyes and dropped half a pack of cigarettes on the stall.

The master picked up the cigarette box, and when he saw there was only half a pack inside, and it was the cheapest cigarette, he kept muttering "lost, lost."

Cheng Jia watched it in his eyes, smiled and said nothing.

Not long after, Cheng Shi came back with a small schoolbag.

Today he didn't walk back by himself,

Cheng Shi originally didn't want to go, but as soon as Cheng Jia heard he could do one less meal of cooking, he shooed him off.

Now that he was back, he hurriedly wiped his hands on the canvas of the neighboring stall and went up to greet him.

The master spat in annoyance, looking at the two muddy handprints; he didn't know whether to wipe them or not.

When Cheng Jia led little Cheng Shi past the alley entrance again, the fortune-telling master saw little Cheng Shi staring at him and teased:

"Old brother, want a fortune read for this kid?"

Cheng Jia glanced sideways at the master and sneered, "How much will you pay?"

"?"

Listen to what you're saying!?

Who is paying whom?

The master's face fell: "How can you be so greedy, taking and eating? Aren't you afraid of corrupting the child? Your son is still listening."

Little Cheng Shi tilted his head and repeated old Jia's words: "How much will you pay?"

"???"

You people...

Fine, fine, fine.

The master was so angry he laughed. He threw the half-pack of cigarettes in his hand onto the stall and said irritably, "Is this enough?"

To be honest, old Jia was a bit tempted, but Cheng Shi curled his lip and pushed the cigarettes back.

"He doesn't smoke, trade for something else."

"?????"

No, are you actually being picky?

Am I begging you to let me read your fortune or what!?

Fine, let's say I am begging you!

I'm going to read a fortune today no matter what.

The master was furious. He snatched back the cigarette box with lightning speed, slapped down 5 yuan, and said, "That enough?"

Little Cheng Shi pondered for a moment, turned his head to old Jia and said, "He's actually giving money; he definitely doesn't have good intentions. Let's go back."

"I'll be damned..." The master was fuming.

Cheng Jia didn't leave, though. He nimbly picked up the money from the ground and laughed as he scolded, "You wasteful brat, who makes money easily these days? Isn't 5 yuan money? Read it, read it for him, write a character."

"You write it."

"If your dad knew how to write, wouldn't I have earned this money already? Hurry up and write, then go home and do your homework."

Little Cheng Shi always felt this master had something up his sleeve, but in order to earn 5 yuan to help with household expenses, he put pen to paper and wrote a character.

It was also "Shi".

The "Shi" of Cheng Shi.

Upon seeing this character, the master's face turned black instantly.

He felt he had been set up.

But soon his expression changed, and he frowned, muttering to himself:

"Rising above but pressed by the sky, with a dot suppressing it from above, why does it feel..."

The master's voice was low; little Cheng Shi didn't hear it clearly even with his ears pricked. Seeing the master acting as if possessed, he curled his lip and said, "What are you mumbling about? Forget it, let's go, time to go home and do homework."

So he pulled Cheng Jia away directly.

Old Jia, however, gave the master a meaningful glance as he left, before slowly strolling back with Cheng Shi.

That night.

Cheng Shi was doing homework at Sun Yuying's house, while Cheng Jia squatted at the doorway picking his feet. Sun Yuying couldn't stand it and went over to kick him.

"Can't you wash them?"

"No water at home."

Sun Yuying was exasperated: "I have some at my place!"

"That's your place."

"Fine, fine, fine... You two, father and son, you'll be the death of me."

Hearing this, Cheng Jia looked up happily and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with little Shi?"

Sun Yuying sat on a chair, fanning herself angrily:

"Little Shi's classmates have been having birthdays these past two days. I can tell, little Shi wants to have a birthday too.

I told him I'd take him out for a good meal tomorrow, but he won't have it.

His eyes were practically brimming with envy, yet he wouldn't go out for a meal with me, saying he felt bad about the money. What, do I need him to pay?"

"..."

Cheng Jia wasn't surprised that Cheng Shi wouldn't go celebrate, but he didn't know when little Shi's birthday was.

So Cheng Jia asked, "How do you know when little Shi's birthday is? Did you go check that orphanage? That's not right, the orphanage didn't have records either."

"How the hell would I know!" Sun Yuying spat, "I only know tomorrow is the one-year anniversary of you bringing little Shi home. A birthday is just a date, what difference does it make which day you pick?

I think tomorrow is just fine. This little brat doesn't appreciate it, forget it, let him starve if he wants."

Cheng Jia was stunned. He froze and looked at Cheng Shi inside the room, realizing belatedly that the two of them had been relying on each other for a year already.

If Sun Yuying hadn't pointed it out, he wouldn't even have remembered that little Shi was adopted.

"Yeah, that makes sense. A birthday must be celebrated, but if he won't eat, then he won't eat.

Say... lend me some money."

Sun Yuying stopped fanning and frowned: "Buying cola again? It's not that I'm nagging, but children should drink less cola."

"He likes it."

"..." Sun Yuying's tone stalled, and she rolled her eyes, "How much?"

"The price of a case minus 5 yuan.

Buying one case is enough, children should drink less cola."

"...???"

Sun Yuying was furious. She pulled a handful of red bills from her pocket, slammed them onto old Jia's face, stood up, and scolded with her hands on her hips:

"You're even counting the change, I don't have small change in my pocket!

Get lost, take the money and get lost!

I get annoyed just looking at you two!

You, you're willing to celebrate other people's birthdays, but you're not willing to give little Shi a proper one?

Where's that energy you had for buying coins and giving people lottery tickets?

So all the good stuff goes to outsiders, is that it!"

Sun Yuying's words sounded like she was scolding herself. Cheng Jia didn't reply and just dusted off his backside and left.

As he stepped down the stairs, he slowed his pace, shook his head, and sighed:

"You said it yourself, that was in the past. Let the past be the past."

Sun Yuying watched old Jia's retreating back, then looked at little Shi in the room, and irritably kicked over the chair beside where old Jia had been sitting.

And just then, she discovered that an ID card had actually fallen off the chair.

She frowned, picked up the ID card, and took a look...

"Isn't this that broken fortune-telling charlatan from the alley entrance? Why did he pick up someone else's ID card?

An Ning?

A big, burly man, why would he have such a delicate name."