Fortune Teller Master Chapter 90.1

Published at 13th of February 2022 09:47:19 AM

After Jiang Wei sent Lin Qingyin home, he saw Mother Jiang packing things, he asked while approaching her: “Mom, where are you going?”

“Go on vacation!” Mother Jiang put the cosmetics in the suitcase and said casually: “I will go with your father and your grandparents on the plane tomorrow morning.”

Jiang Wei was startled, then pointed to himself and asked: “What about me? Why didn’t you notify me about such a big vacation? Don’t I have to go?”

Mother Jiang stood there awkwardly, not daring to look at Jiang Wei out of guilt: “That, you don’t need to go. When we booked the air ticket and hotel, we forgot about you, we didn’t buy you a plane ticket. But you can’t blame us, you’re not at home most of the time, so it’s understandable for us to forget your existence for a while.”

Jiang Wei was a little angry: “Did you not remember it later?”

“I remembered it when I was packing my luggage today.” Mother Jiang smiled brightly: “When I don’t know what to do, I received a call from the little master. She said that she will borrow you for 2 months. I will lend you to her!”

While talking, Mother Jiang took out her mobile phone and transferred a sum of money to Jiang Wei: “For the past 2 months, you have to work hard for the little master. You must pay attention, don’t let the little master get tired.”

When Lin Qingyin was mentioned, Mother Jiang showed a distressed look on her face: “How old is the little master, but she has to do divination every day. I feel distressed when I think about it. I’m telling you after you go to the fortune-telling shop, you have to do the chores. Remember to pour water for her and buy her snacks. If the little master doesn’t come home at noon and you help her prepare the meal. Don’t let her get hungry, do you understand?”

Jiang Wei looked at Mother Jiang in the eyes, then said, “Mom, why does a dignified assistant sound like a maid with your words?”

“That’s right.” Mother Jiang sneered at Jiang Weinu: “Look if the money I transferred to you has been received. That’s the money for the little master. You buy her meals in the next two months. Don’t spend it indiscriminately.”

Jiang Wei muttered how much he could have. When he took out his mobile phone and saw the amount indicated by the text message, his eyes widened in shock: “100,000!” He looked up at Mother Jiang in disbelief: “Mom, did you give me an extra zero? You only give me 30,000 for my one-year living expenses, but you give me 100,000 because I’ll be the little master’s assistant for 2 months? ”

“Can you be the same as the little master?” Mother Jiang rolled her eyes: “You can eat whatever you want, you won’t starve to death. The little master is a girl, and she needs balanced nutrition to grow beautiful.”

“Okay, don’t get in the way here.” Mother Jiang pushed Jiang Wei away, folded the clothes on the bed, and put them in the suitcase: “By the way, I asked the little master, she wants to apply for the mathematics department. You give the little master a make-up class in advance, you have experience in this!”

Jiang Wei wants to cry but has no tears: Are you really my mother?!

He finally had a vacation, but he couldn’t sleep long like before. Jiang Wei was so depressed when his phone rang at 6:30 in the morning. It was earlier than the alarm time set at school.

While his eyes were closed, Jiang Wei reached out for his phone. He finally grabbed after trying two times. He opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the name on the phone, he slid down to the call button in desperation: “Brother Wang, isn’t this too early? Didn’t you always sleep until 9 in the morning before?”

“Nonsense, I used to wake up at 4 o’clock when I was accompanying the little master to do fortune-telling. I only went back to sleep after the little master went to school.” Fatty Wang waved his hand: “But that was before. Since I got married. I get up very early, I have to accompany my wife, Yingying, for a run in the morning, and have to make breakfast together. How can I waste time on sleeping?” Fatty Wang paused, and said with a little disgust: “This kind of couple activities won’t be able to understand by a single dog like you.”

Chapter end