90: The male protagonist surrenders to the state and I make a fortune as a factory director.

Chapter 130
The moment Song Yiyi saw the old man, she was so frightened that she tightened Miao Xiaomiao's arm, and then whispered into Miao Xiaomiao's ear:

"Miaomiao, let's find another restaurant."

Before Miao Xiaomiao could speak, the old man said to the two of them:

"What do you two want to buy?"

Although the other party was asking questions to the two of them, his eyes were fixed on Miao Xiaomiao.

Miao Xiaomiao felt a little frightened when the other party saw her, but she didn't feel good about leaving, so she told her what she needed, thinking that she would buy the things quickly.

"Hello, I want to buy some paper money, incense and candles..."

After hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then started rummaging around the corner of the store.

Not long after, the other party took out what Miao Xiaomiao wanted.

But when he handed it to Miao Xiaomiao, he looked at her with evil eyes and said:
"Girl, I see you have some death energy about you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

As soon as Song Yiyi heard the other party talking to Miao Xiaomiao like this, she pulled the thing over unhappily, obviously avoiding the other party saying such unlucky words.

Miao Xiaomiao thought that she had just returned from Tian Chonglin's mourning hall. If she really had a soul, then it would be more or less normal for her to have such death energy on her body.

So Song Yiyi didn't react as big as Song Yiyi, she just said to the old man:
"Yeah, I get it. How much do these things cost?"

"two hundred."

When Song Yiyi heard this number, she became even more angry. She put the things on the counter and said to the old man:
"Why don't you just rob the bank? How dare you open your mouth with just this little thing?"

The old man didn't care what Song Yiyi said, he still stared at Miao Xiaomiao and said:
"Logically speaking, you are someone who should not appear again. After all, your destiny has been exhausted..."

Miao Xiaomiao was about to leave, but when she heard the old man say this, she was stunned.

Did this person see something?You know that you are reborn, so you say your destiny is over?

"what do you mean?"

"200 dollars."

This time, Miao Xiaomiao did not hesitate to take out 200 yuan and put it on the counter, and then asked the other party:

"Why did you just say those words?"

"Since God has given you this opportunity, you must make up for your fate as much as possible, otherwise, even if God gives you any opportunity, God will take it back."

After the old man said this, he took back the 200 yuan.

But Song Yiyi looked at Miao Xiaomiao in shock.

After the old man left, Song Yiyi turned to Miao Xiaomiao with an ugly face and said:
"Miaomiao, you don't believe what this liar said, do you? You even gave him 200 yuan. Is this because you have so much money?"

Miao Xiaomiao was still immersed in the old man's words, making up for her own destiny, otherwise God would take it back.

The two of them lingered for a long time before returning to the place they had agreed upon. By this time, everyone had arrived.

Miao Xiaomiao came here to offer incense with the intention of praying for blessings.

But this time, she worshiped with great devotion.She didn't understand destiny, but her destiny was gone, but she was still alive. The people around her, aunt and Xiaohe, were all gone by this time, but now they are still alive and well. Is this also the end of his life?
Miao Xiaomiao didn't know, but if God took it back, she didn't know how sad she would be.

Thinking of this, Miao Xiaomiao took out all the money she had and added it as sesame oil money.

Others would throw a dime or two into the merit box when adding sesame oil, but Miao Xiaomiao threw a hundred cents into it.

The classmates next to him looked at Miao Xiaomiao as if they were looking at a monster.

"Do you think Miaomiao is crazy? Is it necessary to bankrupt the money for adding sesame oil?"

Song Yiyi heard the whispers of the classmates next to her, and quickly told the whole class what happened when she just bought incense candles.

All the students present looked at Miao Xiaomiao in shock.

"Is this person stupid? He actually believes what others say? And aren't Miaomiao's parents gone? There is only one elder left in the family, my aunt. How can he still have so much money? Look at Miaomiao's clothes. Doesn’t she look like a child from a rich family? Why does she have so much money on her now? Where do you think she got that money? "

"Um? My parents are reluctant to give me so much money? The most they give each time is ten and a half yuan. Today they heard that I came to the temple to offer incense and they gave me five yuan."

Other students also said in agreement.

Afterwards, everyone looked at Miao Xiaomiao with monster eyes.

But Miao Xiaomiao didn't pay attention, still immersed in what the old man said.

Is it because if I burn incense and worship Buddha more, God will not take away my opportunities and keep my family by my side?

When they went down the mountain, several people were still walking together in twos and threes, with only Miao Xiaomiao walking alone behind.

Suddenly a crowd of onlookers appeared in front.

Song Yiyi ran over quickly and saw several police comrades arresting a prisoner.

"Hey, I heard that it was that old man who regarded other people's shops as his own, and then deceived other pilgrims, saying that their lives were over and so on. He deceived several people? Fortunately, the shop owner came back early. I exposed the other party on the spot, otherwise I don’t know how many people would have been deceived.”

Song Yiyi heard the discussion coming from the crowd, and then looked at Miao Xiaomiao who was still pacing slowly behind, and a complex emotion flashed through her heart.

She just said that the old man was a liar. It turned out that he not only deceived Miao Xiaomiao, but also deceived so many people.

She quickly squeezed in and said to the police comrades:

"Comrade police, this old man just defrauded my classmate of 200 yuan. Can he get it back?"

When they heard about 200 yuan, the onlookers immediately cast sympathetic glances at Song Yiyi.

"Hey, girl, it seems that your classmate is also a victim. He is not an old man. These things on his face were all drawn by him."

The police comrade said, then took the wet towel brought by another enthusiastic person and handed it to the old man just now.

Then I saw the old man wiping it on his face reluctantly. In an instant, all the ravines disappeared and were replaced by a middle-aged man in his 30s.

"Hey, how can you be so deceitful? You also defrauded my classmate of more than 200 yuan. Please pay it back quickly."

The middle-aged man saw Song Yiyi still shouting there, without the slightest look of guilt on his face. Instead, he mockingly said to Song Yiyi:
"Who told your classmate to look so bad? If I didn't lie to her, who would I lie to?"

(End of this chapter)