Chapter 027 The child sat in the shade of a tree. Today, he wore light blue denim overalls over a small yellow short-sleeved shirt, an outfit Lu Jianxing had personally picked out from the wardrobe and styled this morning. His fluffy short hair lay neatly against his cheeks, and his fair, tender face was round and adorable. When he looked over with his dark, obsidian eyes, no one could tell he was a five-year-old Little Master who could tell fortunes. But the elderly men and women currently gathered…