Chapter 820 I want to draw a lottery

Tong Ran walked to the small stall, and the old man sitting raised his head and looked at her, "Little girl, is fortune telling?"

"Forget it," Tong Ran nodded, and inexplicably wanted to try it, "I want to draw a lottery."

The old man pulled out a few pieces of paper and pencils from the table, "What do you want to be?"

"Everyone wants to calculate."

"Okay," the old man handed her the pen and paper, "write the birthday and name of the person who is to be counted."

Tong Ran nodded and wrote on himself and Mo Nanjue's. Halfway through the writing, she turned around and saw the man looking at him sideways. Looking at him from such a distance, he was still the most dazzling among everyone.

She smiled and lowered her head to continue writing.

"Okay, I'll give it to you."

"Wait." The old man took the paper over, looked at it for a few times, and took out two cylinders from under the table, "Little girl, choose one."

Tong Ran pointed casually, "This."

The old man nodded, opened the lid of the cylinder she selected and handed it to her, "Little girl, please draw one."

Tong Ran looked at the tube of the tag and began to feel nervous for no reason. She stretched out her hand and sucked one based on her feelings.

She held the draw tightly in the palm of her hand. Before she could see it, her waist suddenly tightened, and the man's magnetic voice rang in her ears, "What are you doing?"

Tong Ran was stunned, and his five fingers grabbed him tighter. "It's nothing," she turned around and saw Mo Nanjue holding a disposable plastic box in his hand, "Have you bought it?"

"Well, I don't know what stuffing you like to eat, I bought it all." The man's delicate chin pressed against her head and looked at the wooden stick in her hand, "What is this?"

The old man said, "Little girl, take a look."

"It's just a draw, I think it's quite novel." Tong Ran smiled. In fact, this thing is that there are believers and those who don't believers are not. The whole picture is comfortable. She looked at the sign in her hand and saw it. There was a line of black small characters written on it. She couldn't understand what it was. She handed it to the old man, "Please help me see."

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, obviously not able to see clearly.

The old man reached out to take it, looked at it and was stunned. He helped him down his glasses and looked at Tong Ran, "Miss, I'm going to support the bad luck."

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Tong Ran clenched his little hands, and when he heard Yan's body tensed subconsciously, Mo Nanjue noticed her reaction, and his black eyes rolled over, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing," the old man felt the inquiry and sharpness in his eyes, and couldn't help but be afraid. He shook his head and told the truth, "It's just a fierce thing. But this thing is not accurate. I'm just a businessman," he put the wooden sign back into the barrel, shaking his head and making people look slanted. "If you care, you can buy a jade pendant to avoid evil. If you don't care, forget it. There are not many young people now who believe this."

Mo Nanjuejun's face sank. He had never believed this kind of thing. Nonsense could make you unable to eat for several days. He tightly put his arms around Tong Ran's waist and wanted to pick her up. "Go and go back to the car. If you don't eat it, it will be cold."

"Wait," Tong Ran took his hand unexpectedly, and she looked up at him, "I...I want to buy a jade pendant."

When Mo Nanjue saw the touch of her eyes, he would buy it as soon as he wanted to buy it, and he would follow her, "Okay."

Tong Ran turned her eyes to the stall with various jade pendants, "What kind of jade pendants should you buy to ward off evil spirits?"
Chapter completed!