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“Daddy, that fish's eyes look like they're sick!” Five-and-a-half-year-old Chen Guoguo stood on tiptoe, leaning over the fish stall, her pigtails bouncing.
Chen Shuo was just about to cover her mouth when, with a crack, the glass tank holding a thirty-jin black carp suddenly shattered!
Smelly water and broken glass rained down on them. Clutching his bleeding forehead, the fish stall owner shrieked, “Pay up! Why does your kid have such a wicked mouth?”
Cold sweat soaked through Chen Shuo's shirt. This wasn't just a “wicked mouth.”
His daughter's “karma-telling mouth” had come true again!
Last time she said, “Granny Wang's flowers are going to die,” and the neighborhood's century-old osmanthus tree really was struck by lightning in the middle of the night. This morning, he'd just spent the karma points he'd saved up for three months to “ward off misfortune” for Guoguo, and now they were about to run out again...
Worse still, the man with the black umbrella lurking in the corner pulled out his phone. “Shen Yan? You sure ran fast during the financial war back then. Your daughter's talent is worth half your life.”
Meanwhile, the little troublemaker tugged at his sleeve, her big eyes glistening with tears. “Daddy, did Guoguo cause trouble again? Th-then Guoguo will say something nice to Grandpa at the fish stall: Grandpa's going to win a big prize today!”
Three hours later, the fish stall owner burst into their rented apartment, waving a lottery ticket. “You're a genius! I won 500,000, but the redemption office says I owe 30,000 in electricity bills from last week, and they're deducting it! Your daughter's mouth... Please do something about it!”
