He only nodded and asked expectantly, "that girl, do you think I went out smoothly?"
"Well, uncle, the sky is high and the pavilion is prosperous. As long as uncle is brave enough to do what he wants to do, he will surely make a lot of money in a year."
Yang he was overjoyed. These days, he is constantly hesitating, not making up his mind whether he should go out to make a living. In 1992, there were still a small number of people who went out to work. All of them were living in poverty by farming that mu of farmland at home.
"Yang He, Niuniu, a five-year-old girl, what do you know? Don't listen to her nonsense. You'll be fine at home. What are you going out for? " Yang Qing is in a bypass.
"Big brother, I think Niuniu is right. She is a teacher of the old Taoist priest. I listen to her!" Yang he was very determined, and then he turned to ask Yang Zimei, "Niuniu, where do you think uncle should develop?"
"Uncle is water, Limu."
"Ouch, Niuniu is so powerful that I even know that I belong to water. What does narimu mean?" Yang he asked excitedly.
Yang Zimei pursed her lips, "uncle, heaven's secrets can't be revealed. I can only raise you so much. You'll understand in the future!"
"Ha ha, Niuniu really has the potential to be a prime minister. My uncle will believe you!" Yang he was very happy to reach out and rub her hair, got up and went home to discuss with his wife to go out on a journey.
As soon as Yang he left, Yang Qing couldn't help criticizing Yang Zimei and saying, "Niuniu, I want you to learn from the Taoist priest. I don't want you to be a magic wand to cheat people. If you do this again, don't go to the mountain again. You can go to preschool with me."
"Oh."
Yang Zimei didn't want to argue with his father too much. On the surface, he responded cleverly. All of a sudden, he saw his father's mountain green and dark, and the printing hall was very dark.
She tried to remember the last life, what happened to her father at this time, but she could not remember.
"Dad, are you going out these two days?"
"Well, I'm going to the Municipal Education Bureau to apply for the certificate tomorrow. How do you know that?" Yang Qing is a little strange.
"It can be seen from each other." Yang Zimei worried, "Dad, can you wait two days to go out?"
"No, it has to be done tomorrow."
"It's not good for you to go out these two days. Otherwise, you can let others do it." Yang Zimei was very nervous, pulling the corner of his dress and pleading.
"You child, just criticized you, and now suddenly your father and I come again. Really, I have to go out tomorrow. You go and play." Yang Qing waved her hand impatiently to let her go.
"Niu Niu, don't bother your father. This is the certificate for him to transfer from a private teacher to a public one. If it goes well, your father will be a public teacher. In the future, he can buy you more flowery clothes." Grandma advised.
Yang Zimei remembered that in his last life, his father did go to a city to do ID cards, but he was hit by a car and broke his leg.
What to do?
She can't let dad get hurt again, but she can't stop him!
It seems that it can only be resolved!
She went into the room and took out the yellow paper and cinnabar. In order to make the power of the spell stronger, she bit her finger and put on the cinnabar. She recited the mantra while writing the charm.
When writing a mantra, you must be clear-minded, recite the mantra, and complete it at one go. Otherwise, it is a useless mantra.
Yang Zimei wrote five pieces before he wrote a successful mantra. His vitality was greatly consumed and his head was covered with sweat.
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