I used rebirth to bury his captivating gaze.

Chapter 12 Fortune Telling

It is said that the next night, after Song and three other thugs smashed Li Feng's house with wooden sticks, the entire family of six or seven people packed their bags and ran back to their rural hometown in another province to farm.

Song Zou San, a thug, smashed Li Feng's house, which originally contained only pots, pans, old boxes, and cabinets, and even smashed the large iron pot used for cooking to pieces.

Fortunately, the family was only frightened. Li Feng resisted and smashed the house, but was beaten by three thugs and suffered a broken leg. The leg injury was simply bandaged by the village doctor. Urged by his mother Yang Chunyue, they moved. She was afraid that Li Feng would seek revenge on the three thugs surnamed Song after he recovered. She was afraid that she could not beat him and that he would hurt her son again. It was better to leave!

Li Feng sat on the hard seat of the green train, still racking his brains about the origin of the anonymous letter. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the letter, covered in dirt, had been left at the gate by someone. The handwriting looked like it had been deliberately written in large, white characters, somewhat like the handwriting of Yang Yuhan from his second uncle's family!

He thought about it for a while, and then simply stopped thinking about it. After all, it was the incident that happened that night when he and Yuqiu were harvesting corn in the west of the village. Although he was an innocent victim, he had indirectly caused damage to Yuqiu's reputation as a girl. This incident might even affect her betrothed family!

He realized that his mother's insistence that the whole family move back to their hometown was a wise choice, and it would be best to have no further contact with her!

As for the two elders of the Yang family, it's her business if her mother, Yang Chunyue, wants to contact them; as a junior, I have no right to interfere!

After thinking it through, he felt at peace. Then he quietly closed his eyes and listened to the clatter of the old green train...

And that whistle of a green train...

When the three thugs were fighting with Li Feng, Blind Song suddenly had an angina attack, which caused him to let go and stop chasing after the panicked Li Feng.

Ever since the day he burned his sack, Blind Song has been experiencing angina attacks from time to time, especially after the three of them smashed up Li Feng's house, when the angina became even more severe.

He consulted doctors in the village and at the county hospital, but they all shook their heads, saying they were powerless to help.

After accompanying Blind Song to see a doctor and leaving the county hospital, the three of them listlessly walked to a small stall on a street in the small county town of Gulan.

The three men saw a Taoist priest with a long beard telling fortunes. He was sitting on a wooden stool in front of the fortune-telling table, telling the fortunes of a pregnant woman in her thirties from the countryside. After the fortune-telling was finished, the woman gave the Taoist priest money and then left happily.

The blind man overheard the Taoist priest telling the pregnant woman that she was carrying twin boys.

"Boss, why don't you let that long-bearded Taoist priest tell you what's wrong with your angina?" Hu Guang said with a smile.

"What a load of rubbish! How can such a thing be accurate? It's just feudal superstition."

"Tao Yang, what do you know? The boss hasn't even said he disagrees, what are you yelling about?" Hu Guang scolded.

"Shut up, all of you. We'll fight wherever we go. Let me think about it."

The three men were a few steps away from the long-bearded Taoist priest's stall, and he could hear them clearly.

The Taoist priest simply ignored them, knowing from their appearance that the three were no good people.

"Let's do it, just for fun. Let's go get our fortune told." Hu Guang pulled Song by the arm and led him to the seat of the long-bearded fortune teller. Hu Guang then raised his hands and pressed down on Song's shoulders, making him sit down.

Song didn't refuse and sat down on the wooden stool opposite the gentleman.

The long-bearded Taoist priest rolled his eyes at Song, stroked the black and white beard under his extremely long chin, and then asked bluntly, "Have you guys offended anyone or anything lately?"

"Old sir, you haven't asked me why I came to you for fortune telling! What do I want to know? Why do I need it?"

“The three of you have been standing there for an hour. I knew long ago why you came and what troubled you. I also know where the three of you just went.”

"Ah! Really? Then sir, please tell me where the three of us just went, and what we did there?" Hu Guang asked excitedly.

"Needless to say, the three of you just went to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital to see a doctor. Your eldest brother has angina."

"Ah! He's truly a divine being!" Hu Guang continued excitedly.

The other two, however, remained expressionless!

"Alright, let your leader speak and answer my question from earlier," the Taoist priest said solemnly.

Not far from them, a pair of big, dark eyes were watching their every move, and then the person smiled.

Hu Guang hurriedly replied, "I didn't offend anyone, but I did offend someone."

Tao Yang interrupted, "What do you mean you didn't provoke anything? Didn't you burn that spiritual thing? I said I shouldn't burn it, but you insisted on doing it with the boss. Then you went and smashed up other people's houses."

Hu Guang scolded, "You were involved in burning the sacks too, how could I have burned them?"

"My involvement was also because your matchbox had a source of fire, which is why it burned down, the sack you mentioned that had a demonic aura."

"Shut up, everyone! Listen to what the master has to say!"

"Ahem!" The Taoist priest took a serious look at Blind Song, who was sitting on the wooden stool opposite him, and then at his two crouching followers.

The three men, around fourteen or fifteen years old, are already so ominous. They will surely suffer a fire disaster in the future, and might even become a scourge to society.

Blind Song has a pair of tiger eyes and the appearance of a fox pretending to be a tiger, who occupies the mountain alone.

Neither of the two little followers were good people; both had wolfish, cunning eyes, like those of a thieving cat. But both were willing to assist the slightly older, more tiger-like boy.

The Taoist priest turned his head and glanced at the white fortune-telling booklet with black characters placed beside him. In the lower right corner, there were four clearly visible small characters: "Eliminate evil and promote good."

The Taoist priest turned around and chuckled inwardly, then whispered in Song the Blind Man's ear, "Young brother, if you're willing to listen to me, you'll have a bright future; otherwise..."

"How about otherwise?"

"otherwise..."

Otherwise, Song would have followed in his footsteps and left his hometown in his middle age. He would have forgotten the warnings of the long-bearded Taoist priest and continued his criminal ways, eventually leading to his downfall.

That's another story. Tao Yang, after listening to the Taoist's explanation, retorted anxiously, "Otherwise what? Boss, don't listen to his nonsense. Look at him, with his full head of white hair and long beard, yet he calls you brother. Honestly. This isn't divination; he's clearly here to make trouble. I don't believe in this kind of superstitious practice."

"Tao Yang, what are you yelling about? This is for my brother's fortune telling, you don't need to believe it."

"Alright, since you don't believe me, you can leave now. It's getting late, and I need to pack up and pack up my stall." The Taoist priest squinted at a girl with a long braid across the street.

The long-bearded Taoist priest then turned around, looked at the three of them with a smirk, and stood up, pretending to pack his things.

When Blind Song saw the long-bearded Taoist priest packing up to leave, he quickly stood up and stopped him, saying, "Taoist priest, please wait. I'm willing to follow your arrangements."

The Taoist priest continued packing his things, glancing at Tao Yang beside him.

Blind Song immediately understood, turned to look at Tao Yang, and hurriedly scolded, "You should apologize to this Taoist priest right now. You should admit you were wrong."

"Why was I wrong? Wasn't I doing it for your own good, boss?"

"Tao Yang, you'd better hurry up and apologize to the Taoist priest. Didn't you see him packing his things and leaving? Don't delay your brother's good news!"

"Shut up too."

"Boss, I...I..."

Blind Song kicked Tao Yang hard, yelling, "You fucking apologize to the Taoist priest right now!"

Tao Yang looked up at the sky, opened his mouth slightly, and stammered with difficulty, "I... I just had to listen to my mother..."

My mother also said, "Children are not allowed to be naughty, not allowed to lie, not allowed to spread rumors, not allowed to believe in superstitions, and so on."

"Pfft!" A sound of laughter amused the girl across the way, who had been watching them for a long time. She was wearing a red and white floral cotton-padded jacket, had two long braids in front of her chest, and had big, dark eyes.

The distance was 100 meters, but the girl had incredibly sharp hearing, so she continued to listen.

Seeing that the Taoist priest's long face was getting longer and longer, and that he was about to leave as he had almost finished packing his things, Song the Blind Man realized that the priest's long face was getting longer and longer.

"Smack!" A slap landed hard on half of Tao Yang's dark face.

"Boss, please forgive him. I'll apologize to the Taoist priest on his behalf."

"Get out of my way!" Tao Yang shoved Hu Guang aside.

Then, with a "thump," he knelt down on both knees, raised his arms above his head, and said weakly, "Taoist Master, I was wrong. You are right. I wish you a prosperous business, abundant wealth, and a long and healthy life."

"Pfft!" Not only did it amuse Hu Guang, but it also almost made the girl in the floral cotton-padded jacket standing at a street stall corner more than a hundred meters away burst out laughing!

"Tao Yang, what nonsense are you spouting? Living to be a thousand-year-old or ten-thousand-year-old tortoise? Say it again!"

"Alright, Comrade Song, he did apologize sincerely. Get up, don't kneel there, you'll freeze in this freezing weather." The man with the long beard pulled him up.

Then the group rearranged the props back to their original state.

Half an hour later, the divination was finished. The result was that the three of them should do good deeds and be good people from now on to avoid disaster! Most importantly, it was advised that "Blind Song should leave the village and not bother any acquaintances!"

The three of them walked toward the county's bus station, talking as they went.

"Boss, that fortune teller is really accurate. He knew we went to the hospital first, and he even knew to treat your angina. Boss, the fortune teller said you should move out of Daxingan Lake. Will you move?"

"The Taoist priest is just guessing wildly, how could he possibly predict the day she will die?"

"Tao Yang, are you going against me again? Do you think I'll listen to you instead of the fortune teller? How can the eldest son's angina be cured if he doesn't move?"

“I told you not to burn the sacks last time, but what happened after you did? That’s why the eldest brother got angina.”

"That was just a coincidence. Are you a god? You know everything. Do you know that you should also go have your fortune told tomorrow and see if any customers want your services?"

"Alright, all of you shut up. I'll go back and ask my family first. Hurry up, if you dawdle any longer, there won't be any tickets left for the last bus back to the village."

The three thugs left the fortune-telling stall. The girl in the floral cotton-padded jacket, who was hiding a hundred meters away, slowly walked over, took out a five-yuan note from her pocket, handed it to the long-bearded Taoist priest, and then left.

The long-bearded Taoist priest took the money and stuffed it into his leather pouch. He immediately took off his dark yellow coat and removed his long beard, reverting to his familiar appearance as a young man.

The day after Li Feng moved away, Blind Song and his family moved to another place.

As the sun sets in the evening, the silhouettes of two small heads appear on the surface of the small river east of the village!

Two little heads bobbing about, neither too close nor too far, as if they were talking about something.

The shorter boy listened as the taller boy said, "Recently, everyone at our school has been able to study properly!"

"Yeah! That top student's whole family finally moved away! They almost bullied us to the point of dropping out of school, but this time he finally dropped out and left, and he went far away. At least he's out of our sight."

"Do you know why Blind Song's family suddenly moved? They moved after your cousin's whole family moved away."

"I don't know why. Maybe it's because I've done too many bad things. I can't hold my head up in the village or at school anymore. Maybe my conscience has finally kicked in."

"Yeah, you're definitely smarter than me!"

Yang Yuhan secretly rejoiced. She knew why the Song and Li families had suddenly moved away, but she wouldn't tell anyone. She was a reborn person and didn't know what human nature was like. She knew that if she told others, no matter how good their relationship was, they would turn their backs on her and betray her.