Subtitle of this chapter: The final divination

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"My Chinese name is Luo Tianan!"

"This is the name my lover gave me. He liked Tiananmen, so he gave me the name "Tianan".

Compared to the amazing beauty of the Golden Red Witch, who is both male and female, everyone reacted to this ordinary name just like that. They didn’t understand why our Master Yuan liked Tiananmen Square, and they didn’t understand what the relationship between Tiananmen Square and Luo Tianan was.

Comrade Yuan Yanshu sighed in his heart. It seemed that he was doing a charming look for the blind man.

The vernacular language of this era is still too primitive and imperfect. These native Chinese-speaking Cialis people can't get this sentence, which is actually a very funny pun.

He couldn't get to Tiananmen Square, so he had to go to Tianan-Luo.

After all, Cai Xiaomei is also a beauty-loving woman. She looked straight at the golden red robe with a hundred-eyed eyes and murmured: "It's so. It's so beautiful!"

When Luo Tianan heard this, he smiled at her and said, "Little sister, this is actually my work clothes."

"Work clothes?" Cai Xiaomei couldn't help but ask, "Sister Luo, what kind of work do you do?"

"Me? I'm a witch!"

"clatter!"

The blonde woman snapped her fingers, and a deck of tarot cards suddenly appeared in her hand: "The witch who specializes in fortune-telling!"

She licked her lips, and showed a fascinating smile on her face and said, "Little sister, do you want me to kill you for your life?"

"And do you want to be a fortune?" Luo Tianan looked around and said, "For the sake of yours and my lover being both Cyris, this is free..."

"No.404, Rue des Rosiers...Mom, is it here?"

This daughter is actually an elderly man, and she looks at least in her sixties.

The twilight old woman beside her is at least in her eighties.

The old mother narrowed her eyes, looked carefully at the house number and the appearance of Xiaolou, nodded and said, "Tete, that's right. This is No. 404, Rose Street, which I mentioned to you."

The old woman shook her head and said, "I just said it casually. I didn't expect that the comrades from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs would really help me find this place."

She then sighed and said, "Your father and I originally thought we had no chance to visit again. I am here now, and your father..."

My daughter Tete hurriedly comforted her: "Mom, since the late 1970s, our relationship with European countries has normalized. This time we have traveled all over Paris before returning home."

"Mom, let's go in quickly..."

The daughter helped her mother into No. 404, Qiangwei Street, and the accompanying staff stayed outside the door wisely.

"Well, all the furniture inside has been replaced, but the layout has not changed." The old mother muttered, "This is the living room."

She smiled and said, "Tete, your father and I often came here for meetings back then... in fact, we just came to eat and drink freely. Fortunately, there were Brother Zhuang and... Otherwise, we would all get sick due to malnutrition."

The old mother's mood suddenly became depressed: "Brother Zhuang has passed away long ago. Your father... and they all went to see Marx, and I am the only one who is still alive."

Seeing this, his daughter Tete had to open the topic again and said, "Mom, I heard from Dad that you met a witch here and even told you all about your fortune. Is that true?"

"Yes, I'm the first to calculate it." The old mother was excited and said, "That witch is... By the way, her name is Luo Tianan!"

She showed a leisurely and fascinated expression and said, "Tete, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. She is more beautiful than the movie actors now... No, it should be said that she has a unique charm, which makes people want to fall under her skirt."

The old mother smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of you making fun of it. Their men were all stupid at that time, including... cough cough cough..."

The daughter Tete stepped forward and stroked her back and said, "Mom, why don't you take a break and stop talking."

"Cough cough...it's okay." The old woman who finally stopped coughing waved her hand, "If I don't say it now, I will never have a chance to say it again. Where did I say it?"

My daughter Tete said helplessly: "Fortune telling, mom. You talk about fortune telling."

"By the way, fortune telling. I'm the first to do it." The old mother suddenly grabbed her daughter's hand and said seriously, "Tete, logically speaking, an old Communist Party member like me should not believe in those feudal superstitious things, but..."

"But, that witch is too accurate!" she shook her head and murmured, "It's really too accurate. And it's not me alone, but others should be very accurate."

My daughter Tete couldn't help but ask curiously: "Mom, how did she calculate for you?"

The old mother said with great certainty this time: "Tarot cards, I remember very clearly that she used a very strange deck of tarot cards to tell us fortunes."

"Tete, don't laugh at me. I studied this when I was in Paris..." She smiled bitterly, "That Luo Tianan used the Selt Cross Card Formation."

"She said we all have the qualifications to be saints, and like the last supper, there were exactly thirteen people, so we had to use the cross card formation."

"She calculated the union between me and your father, your birth, our trip to Moscow, our encounter with April 12 after we returned to China, our entry into the Soviet area, our embarking on the Long March, our victory in the War of Resistance, our victory in the War of Liberation, and our victory in the War of Liberation, and our…"

"Mom, what else did she have?"

"No, Tete. She didn't count down." The old mother shook her head and said.

"Mom, then how did she calculate for others?"

The old mother shook her head again and said, "Tete, I don't know. She tells fortunes for us alone. I only talked with your father. Our fates are similar. After all, we are basically together afterwards."

Daughter Tete asked, "So have you seen that witch in the future?"

"No." The old mother shook her head and said, "But I've seen her lover."

The daughter asked, "Her lover? Who is it?"

A strange expression appeared on the old mother's face and said, "His lover is Yuan Yanshu!"

"It's him?!"

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I would like to thank my old patient for his ten thousand points of reward for "@有有有有限公司" and thank you for your support during this period. Murong is not boasting, but he has really worked hard these days...

Well, when I write this kind of plot, I feel like I'm injecting chicken blood.

However, Murong has been worried these days. When he opened his eyes early in the morning, he would first check whether the broken book was still there. So that's it.
Chapter completed!