Lin Qingyin looked at the word "heaven" and the birthdate on the paper, then looked up and asked Uncle Li: "Is there a picture of your son?" Lin Qingyin added another sentence: "It's better if there is no filter or beautification."

Now the current mobile phone camera was terrible. It can make anyone's face good looking. The person taking pictures was happy, but the fortune-tellers were not. A shallow line can make the result of divination different, so what more if the eyes, nose, or lips were adjusted? There was no way to calculate.

In fact, it's best to see the actual appearance of the person, but many young people don't believe in this. These uncles and aunts were afraid to let their children know about this, so they mostly hide it. So to say, Lin Qingyin was very capable. She can tell give a person divination without meeting the person. She just wanted to verify the result she came up with to avoid making a mistake.

Uncle Li flipped through his mobile phone and finally found a photo of his son watching TV on May 1st. Uncle Li's mobile phone was an old model. There was no such thing as filter or beatification, but the pixel was a bit ugly.

Lin Qingyin looked at the photos and returned the phone to Uncle Li, then shook her head at him.

Uncle Li became anxious after seeing this: "When Wang Shufen wrote the word heaven, you praise her, but when I wrote it, you shook your head? Master, you can't be sexist?"

Lin Qingyin pointed her finger at the word on the paper: "This process is not to see what the word is written, but how the word is written. Add the eight characters, then you can deduce the person's horoscope."

"Look at the word 'heaven' you wrote, the top part is long and thick, and the rest of the strokes are independent." Lin Qingyin looked at Uncle Li: "One big, one independent. Whether it's the written word or your son's appearance, it can be seen that your son is very tough in attitude towards the other party. In other words, your son is male chauvinism, right?"

Uncle Li's face drastically changed. He knew his son's characters. Although his son didn't have a girlfriend, he did have this attitude in his speech. Uncle Li was also very puzzled about this matter. How can he raise such a stubborn son when he was the kind of man who is afraid of his wife?

Lin Qingyin returned the paper to him: "Your son has no sign of a happy event in these coming two years, so naturally, there is no success with that girl. By the way, it may not sound pleasing to hear, but if your son didn't change his ideas, even if he got married, it will not go well."

"Is there a way to change him?" Uncle Li moved forward the chair and said: "That master, can you go to my house and make him change!"

Lin Qingyin smiled: "I'm not a monster. I can't do that. Go back and educate him yourself. Fatty, collect the money, next one!"

Uncle Li gave the money depressingly, took out his mobile phone and called his son full of anxiety: "Chaoming, how are you and the girl on your blind date? You don't seem going out to see her recently. When will you ask her to come to our house?"

"What? Break up? You don't know why?" Uncle Li fired up in anger when he heard those words: "You don't know? Well, I know, you hurry up and go back home after work. I will let your mother beat you up with the broom. I don't think you will not know why by then!"

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The issues that these uncles and aunts care about were nothing more than the marriage of their children or their career achievements. For Lin Qingyin, calculating such a thing was like asking her one plus one. It was not difficult at all. But for those who come to ask for divination, when they heard an idea about the lingering worries in their heart, they finally felt at ease.

After the tenth customer, Lin Qingyin stood up and prepared to close the booth. After watching for a long time, the uncles and aunts looked at the Little Master with excitement.

Judging from the transactions this morning, the little master was not too uncertain, whether the family's concern was the son or the daughter, how many children were there, were the family harmonious or lonely. Although some revelations will not happen for a while, they can also see some on the spot. Just like the case of Uncle Li, with his black face and yelling on the phone. At a glance, they can tell that his son was dumped by the girl.

A thousand yuan for divination was not cheap in the eyes of many people, but was worth it in the eyes of those people who often spend thousands to buy health care products!

Seeing Lin Qingyin starting to collect the scroll, the uncles and aunts couldn't sit still: "Little Master, will you also come for divination tomorrow?"

Fatty Wang immediately took out his mobile phone: "It's still the same old rules, sign up for an appointment in advance. Add me to WeChat if you have a WeChat account, or give me a call if you don't have WeChat. As for whether there will a fortune-telling tomorrow, it depends on Master Lin's available time!" After saying those words, he turned around attentively and asked: "Master Lin, will it be okay tomorrow?"

Lin Qingyin shook his head: "After 7 days, I'll come back here." Then, she stretched out her finger and said to the old man, wearing a cultural shirt: "You wait for me here at 3 p.m. the day after tomorrow."

The uncles and aunts immediately turned their attention to the old man. For a moment, they didn't know whether they should envy or sympathize with him. To spend a single day with the Little Master, the problem they were encountering was not simple.

After giving divination, they came out of the public park. Lin Qingyin touched her bulging backpack, said to Fatty Wang with a good mood and big smile: "Find a good place to eat. I will treat you to breakfast."

"That's great, let's eat at Ruyi wonton noodle shop." Fatty Wang rubbed his hands happily: "I am definitely the only person that Little Master invited to eat."

"Well, it's not just you." Lin Qingyin took out her mobile phone and made a phone call: "I am going to invite my little teacher who's giving me make-up lessons. Later, he has to give me lessons. If he doesn't have enough energy this morning, I'm afraid he won't make it."