Michelle monique Rice went to tell her fortune.

I remember when I was 0/7 years old, when I was a freshman. The eldest sister who worked in the field died in an accident at work. She was only 22 years old that year. I didn't believe it when I heard the news. I thought it was misinformation. I didn't know everything was true until the leader of the elder sister unit drove to my house to pick up my parents and go to work in the elder sister unit. The eldest sister died unexpectedly, and the mother was only 42 years old. Black and white were reversed overnight. Sister is a well-known beauty. She inherited the advantages of my parents. She has curved eyebrows and a high nose. She smiles like my mother and has two dimples on her face. She looks like Michelle monique Rice, the first beauty in Hong Kong. She has been studying flowers at school since she was a child, and cultural performances have always been the leading role. Even the teacher said that she couldn't put it down for beautiful students. I remember my primary and secondary schools all lived in bungalows. Every day after dinner, many men and women come to my door and sit on the coffin to chat with my sister, just to see the beauty of my sister. I thought my 22-year-old sister died unexpectedly. I think God is so unfair. All those beggars and lunatics live on the earth. Why didn't my beautiful sister survive? That was the first time I felt that the world was unfair. Later, my mother found a very effective blind fortune teller and arrested me for fortune telling. When I saw the blind old man, my mother first reported her sister's birthday to him. The fortune teller said she was beautiful. If her face had not been disfigured, she would have died long ago. Later, my mother reported my birthday to him. The blind man pinched his finger and shouted "ah"! My mother and I were shocked, and the fortune teller immediately got excited, saying that the child was a good student and a big official, and then asked my mother loudly, "It's a boy!" " My mother said, "It's a girl." Hearing this, the fortune teller of the old blind man recovered from his high spirits and said, "If this is a boy's horoscope, he will be a big official, but she is a talented girl with a bad marriage and a late marriage. After listening to the words of the blind fortune teller, I was dubious about her counting my life. He counted me as a good student, exactly, I said. In other words, if there is a next life, try to plant something in your mother's stomach and grow up to be a boy and a big official. Don't let the fortune teller get excited for nothing. ...