"Little girl, you tell people's fortunes, are you accurate?" Senior Tai Chi fan leader Aunt Wang questioned Bai Qiu's professional skills.
"Girl, did you have a quarrel with your parents? Don't lose your temper with them. Do you want auntie to come home and help you make peace?" Aunt Zhang, director of the neighborhood committee's mediation office, exuded warmth and concern for Bai Qiu's family happiness.
"Feudal superstition has been out of fashion for a long time. This girl came here so early in the morning to tell her fortune. Could it be that she has a mental problem?" In order to retaliate against Bai Qiu, the uncle Wang next door launched a personal attack on Bai Qiu in order to retaliate against Bai Qiu for scaring him so much that he almost scratched his instep with the Tai Chi sword.
Bai Qiu, female, 24 years old. I haven't seen my mother, and my father just died. I am barely proficient in fortune-telling and fortune-telling, and am only so-so in interpreting fortune-telling. A half-baked warlock. Being strapped for money, he did fortune-telling in the park, and was affectionately given the nickname ----- Mental Illness by the master swordsman.