MHMWTTSBATUAS 441: Business Comes Knocking, Ruan Ruan's Unsettling Premonition
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Song Banxian returned to his stall and started talking to Qin Ruan about a person named Huang Biao.
"That guy is a street hustler. It's not as easy to get by in this rule of law society as it used to be. He's getting older and thinking about retiring, but he hasn't made up his mind yet and is still hesitating.
Huang Biao has an old mother above him. He's quite filial and not a bad person. He hasn't committed any major crimes, but he has a weakness for women. Miss Qin, don't stoop to his level."
Qin Ruan detected a different meaning from his words, raising her delicate eyebrows and staring at Song Banxian with a half-smile.
"Are you saying you know him?"
Song Banxian chuckled, "I know him, but he doesn't know me."
Qin Ruan brushed aside the strands of hair on her cheek that were being blown by the breeze, her voice carrying a smile. "No wonder your words just now were so convincing to him."
In her view, Song Banxian's words to Huang Biao could be considered nonsense.
Huang Biao emanated a strong aura of the martial world. If he continues for a few more years, his status will rise even further, though he might not have a good outcome in his old age.
"Hehehe..." Song Banxian laughed cunningly.
His reputation at the Tongsha Bridge over the years was not only due to his modest strength, but also relied heavily on his interpersonal relationships.
Song Banxian stroked his chin and asked Qin Ruan, "Qin Friend, how many divinations are you planning to do today?"
"Let's leave it to fate," Qin Ruan replied with a weary expression.
For some reason, she felt a sense of unease, as if something was about to happen.
This premonition made Qin Ruan's mood less than pleasant.
Just as Song Banxian was about to say something to Qin Ruan, another customer arrived at his stall.
Seeing the person, his face revealed a troubled expression, and he helplessly said, "Why are you here again?"
The visitor was an old man with gray hair, who looked about ten years older than Song Banxian.
The old man stared at Song Banxian and spoke hesitantly, "I want to know where my grandson is. Can you help me divine it today?"
Song Banxian waved his hand, shooing him away. "Your grandson is at home. Go back quickly and don't cause trouble here."
"It's been a long time since my grandson went missing. Master, please help me find him. I have money!" The old man took out a handful of money from his pocket—five yuan bills, twenty yuan bills, fifty yuan bills—and carefully placed them on the table.
Staring at the stack of coins on the table, Song Banxian's face showed reluctance.
He silently took out his phone and skillfully dialed a series of numbers.
After the call was connected, Song Banxian spoke directly, "Your father is here again. Hurry up and bring him back. It's late at night and cold, don't let the old man get sick."
It was unclear what was said on the other end, but Song Banxian's expression softened a lot. "Okay, hurry up."
Ending the call, Song Banxian sat down and chatted with the old man across from him.
They talked about family matters and mostly focused on the old man's grandson.
Qin Ruan sat beside, listening to their
conversation. From their fragmented words, she learned that the old man seeking his grandson through Song Banxian's divination was suffering from dementia in his old age.
Years ago, he had helped his son with his career and accidentally lost track of his grandson.
Fortunately, when the child went missing, they immediately reported it to the police and didn't believe the rumors circulating online that said the child must be missing for more than twenty-four hours before the police would take action.
With the help of the police, along with the assistance of many staff members found in the vicinity at the time, and the help of enthusiastic members of the public, the child was finally found after being lost for six hours.
This incident deeply affected the elderly man, and even two years ago, when he developed dementia, he still believed that he had lost his grandson and always sought help from Song Banxian to find him.
At least seven or eight times a year, Song Banxian would make phone calls to the old man's family.
After about half an hour, when Song Banxian finished drinking the water from the one-liter bottle he carried with him, the old man's family finally arrived.
It was a middle-aged man, dressed in a suit, disheveled and covered in dust, indicating how urgent his arrival was.
He stood by the old man's side and quietly called out, "Dad," but the old man ignored him and continued to chant his grandson's name.
The man had a sorrowful expression, supporting his father's shoulder and apologizing to Song Banxian.
"Thank you, Master Song. You've been very helpful."
"No need to be so polite," Song Banxian waved his hand and advised, "Xiao Liu, the weather is getting colder, so make sure your father doesn't come out again."
"Yes, yes, I will make sure to remind the staff at home to take good care of my dad and have someone accompany him even if he goes out," Liu Boyang quickly responded.
"Ah!" Song Banxian sighed, knowing that Liu Boyang was busy with work and couldn't accompany his father.
But it seemed that Old Mr. Liu might not survive this winter.
As Liu Boyang helped his father to stand up, Song Banxian's tone became slightly heavy. "Xiao Liu, spend more time with your father when you have the chance. This winter is going to be tough."
Liu Boyang's face changed drastically, and he turned around to stare at Song Banxian, his lips trembling slightly.
"Master Song, are you... are you saying..."
He couldn't bring himself to say those words, but Song Banxian understood him and nodded gently.
"When one wants to support their children but the parents are no longer around, treasure it well."
Liu Boyang's eyes instantly turned red, wanting to say something, but afraid that speaking would cause him to choke up.
Old Mr. Liu, who was being supported by him, had a bewildered expression like a child, still calling out his grandson's name.
"Thank you," Liu Boyang bent down to thank Song Banxian.
This time, Song Banxian quickly stood up and urged them, "You're welcome, go home quickly."
"Wait--"
As Liu Boyang and his father were about to leave, Qin Ruan spoke up and stopped them.
Song Banxian looked down and gazed at Qin Ruan, who was sitting in front of her stall, and asked in confusion, "Miss Qin?"
Liu Boyang also looked at Qin Ruan with a puzzled expression, unable to help but be amazed by her beauty.
The young girl had beautiful eyes, a straight nose, and an outstanding temperament, exuding a gentleness that seemed to have been tempered by time.
Liu Boyang asked, "Miss, do you need something?"
Qin Ruan's eyes flashed with a faint golden light, her gaze deep and mysterious as she looked at Liu Boyang, her delicate face slightly serious.
She shifted her gaze to Liu Boyang's face, and a captivating glint flickered in her enchanting eyes as she asked in a cold and low voice, "Has there been some strange occurrences in your family recently?"
Liu Boyang was initially stunned, but soon became uneasy.
He didn't know Qin Ruan's identity, but looking at the words on her stall, "Fortune-telling and Divination, No charge if inaccurate," it was clear that she also practiced fortune-telling on this Tongsha Bridge.
He looked towards Song Banxian, hesitant to easily engage in conversation with Qin Ruan.
Song Banxian was also puzzled, as he couldn't see anything wrong with Liu Boyang.
He had witnessed Qin Ruan's abilities before, and if Liu Boyang had no issues, she wouldn't easily speak up.
Song Banxian pointed at Qin Ruan and introduced her to Liu Boyang, "This is Friend Qin, don't be fooled by her young age, her abilities are not to be underestimated. Even if there were ten or a hundred of me, I still wouldn't compare to Miss Qin alone."
"A few months ago, there was an incident at my house, and it was also resolved by Miss Qin. If there's really something going on at your house, feel free to speak up."
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