"This fortune-teller is a scammer. His readings are all wrong and he's taken a lot of money off people. Someone caught on and came over to settle the score." Qian saw this auntie looked like a gossip, so she embellished the story about the fortune-teller having problems. Aunties like this spread news like crazy—one to ten, ten to a hundred—and it saves this guy from continuing to fleece people in this area.
The auntie was shocked. "No way, Wang's readings are actually quite accurate. Our neighbor's daughter‑in‑law was married for years without having kids. She came to him, and not long after that she got pregnant."
Qian found it funny in her heart. That's just a blind cat running into a dead mouse—a fluke. Then once people start spreading it, the believers pile up.
"Anyway, his reading for the woman upstairs was wrong. Otherwise would she really bring people over to his door? Smashing his stuff isn't even that much."
