Chapter Twenty-Eight: Chen Qingya

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In the morning, I packed my things, put the fortune-telling tools into my backpack, and ran towards the village entrance. Even in the three years since Qingyue left, there have still been...Looking for peopleFortune telling and face reading were especially popular the first year, almost two or three a week. I didn't want to make money off my enemy's reputation, so I directly said Qingyue wasn't there. Gradually, the number of people coming decreased.And so far, no one has come looking for Qingyue. In the first year after Qingyue disappeared, I had just turned thirteen and had hardly left the village. The five thousand yuan I earned from Zhang Ping was my living expenses for the whole year, so I survived. (The fortune teller's words are incomplete and lack context.)It can be considered as

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