Chapter Ninety-Six: Your Family's Vision Is Bad

But these words are just on the lips, and no one really believes them.

In the small mountain village, the goose should be chased by the goose, and the chicken should be chased by the chicken. Only the old Wang family on the side of the fight started.

"Mother, I beg you. My sister is such a child, how about you give her a way to live! Chacha has hanged himself, and the Cheng family really can't get married! ”

Wang Jiang knelt on the ground, hugged Mrs. Chen's thigh, and cried darkly.

Mrs. Chen is her mother-in-law, a well-known philanthropist in these ten miles and eight towns.

Someone asked for directions, and Mrs. Chen's house was on fire, and she had to send it to others.

It's just that at this moment, the corners of Mrs. Chen's mouth are pursed, and she can't see the word charity.

"Roll the ball, cry your old lady is dead? You can listen to the cheap hooves in the house, too! The old Cheng family is willing to marry you Chongxi, that's to give you face! Dare to hang yourself? Old lady, I'll tie you with a rope myself! ”

"Still want money? Phew! Whose daughter's gift money is not left to her parents' family? Just you, a money-losing goods, catch up with others! ”

It's noisy outside.

The girl who had no breath in the thatched hut at all now narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the thatched hut carefully.

The slender fingers were slightly raised. A delicate sprout emerges from the thatched pile.

She is not the village girl Jiang Chacha in the ancient times, but the strongest pharmacist Jiang Xiaocha from the top organization of the last days.

If she hadn't been betrayed by her most trusted partner, she would have been the longest-alive of the last human beings.

But it's also a blessing in disguise.,Although he was tortured to death by the enemy's perverted doctor.,But a wisp of ghost.,Floated to ancient times.,Possessed by this little girl.。 He also came with the skill of controlling plants.

Poor little girl, too, is a miserable person. Fostered in his aunt's house since he was a child, and married into the Wang family with his aunt.

The old lady of the Wang family is a kind-faced person outside, but she tortures the two of them in private. When Jiang first got married, her husband Wang Dafa was still protective, and after a long time, he just told her to endure it.

Jiang's personality is strong, but his mother's family can't go back, and his mother-in-law's family can't tolerate it. Shengsheng was tempered and lost his temperament.

But Mrs. Chen had to inch in, looking at the original owner at the age of twelve or thirteen, and she looked like her. I thought about it.

And the eldest son of the Cheng family married seven daughters-in-law in five years, and each of them died tragically at home. Legend has it that he wasn't a personal thing, and that he had two children under his knees. It so happened that he went up the mountain by himself and fell into an unconscious again.

The Cheng family asked for a lot of money to marry this time, just to give him joy, and they were even more prepared, but Cheng Boss really couldn't do it, so he threw out the two mouths for eating.

The daughters-in-law and mothers-in-law in the village all avoided it, for fear of sticking to their own girls, only Mrs. Chen looked at the high-priced gift money and made up for it. What else to say, who is not married to a girl. It is better to marry those who can help the neighbors in the township.

I don't know how many people in the village are grateful to her, and when it comes to it, Mrs. Chen picks her thumb, she is a benevolent and righteous old lady.

The original owner really didn't want to marry, and he was afraid of affecting his aunt, so he quietly hanged himself.

When her aunt rescued her, there was only one breath left. Supporting Jiang and Mrs. Chen out of the house and going to the yard to theorize, the breath was completely dispersed.

Jiang Chacha sneered in her heart, taking other people's lives as favors, this old lady is really a good calculation.

"Old lady! You dare to let Cha Cha marry over. I'll let Wang Dafa write a letter of resignation now, and I left the Wang family with Chacha! ”

Jiang's fierce voice outside interrupted Jiang Chacha's memories.

Ginger tea tea has a pain in the heart. The pain was surging, and the pain made her tense all over, and she couldn't help curling up.

She knew that this was the hatred and unwillingness of the original owner.

"With your body, I will naturally live well for you. Protect what you care about, and avenge your revenge. Lingxi, and Ann. ”

Jiang Chacha whispered, this is what she had read in an ancient book.

Persist in generating resentment, resentment accumulates into evil, and evil gathers into demons. Those who are demons are burned by karmic fire, and they will be trapped in the world forever. But it can also be used to stop the past dead and entrust the obsession of the world.

Unexpectedly, the original owner's resentment was so deep that he was willing to leave only when he heard her promise to appease her.

"Zhenzhen!"

I heard Wang Dafa shout.

Ginger Tea bounced off the thatch and burst out of the door.

Zhenzhen is Jiang's maiden name, if it weren't for the loud noise, Wang Dafa wouldn't have called this maiden name.

Jiang Chacha pushed the door, and sure enough, he saw Jiang falling to the ground.

Wang Dafa pressed her neck with his hand, and the blood was still gushing out.

And Mrs. Chen looked flustered, holding *** in her hand, and there were faint blood stains on it.

"Get out of the way!"

Jiang Chacha roared in a low voice, you have to save people to death if you save people like this!

The blood was not spurted and did not cut the major arteries. The wound is not deep, but to quickly stop bleeding and disinfect, the medicine required is No. 500.

Ginger Chacha moved his thoughts, and his hands were slightly cold, what is this? Liquid potion of number 500?

I didn't have time to think about why this thing appeared in her hands, it was important to save people.

Silently smeared the potion on Jiang's neck, and the blood gradually stopped.

In order to prevent Mrs. Chen from seeing the abnormality, Jiang Chacha put her hand on Jiang's neck.

"Cha Cha, let go quickly, I'll go find Lang Zhong." Wang Dafa said anxiously.

"What are you looking for! Do you have that silver? If you're a loser, just find some grass ash and get it. ”

Wang Dafa is such a big man, and when he was scolded by Mrs. Chen, he could only cover his head and squat on the ground and cry.

Jiang Chacha looked at Mrs. Chen coldly, even if they were in their last days, they couldn't do it so indifferent to the lives of their families.

"Bad luck!" Mrs. Chen scolded and threw the *** in her hand, turned around and walked into the house.

Jiang's slut looked for death and hit her with a knife himself. She brought that little slut and dared to look at her like that!

His eyes were cold and gloomy, as if he was going to kill her.

Bah! If the Wang family hadn't given them a mouthful of food, they would have starved to death a long time ago, and they didn't know how to be grateful at all!

"Uncle, go find some plant ash." Jiang Cha Cha said. She had to break up the others and wrap Jiang's wounds with a cloth. Otherwise, the good ones will be exposed too quickly.

Wang Dafa was already stunned, and whoever instructed him, he would do it.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the yard, Jiang Chacha dragged Jiang to the house according to his memory.

After confirming that there was no one in the room, he concentrated his mind and turned his hand up.

A touch of green appeared in the palm of his hand. It is blood tonic agent No. 504.

As soon as the hand was flipped, the potion disappeared into the palm.

The corners of Jiang Chacha's lips were slightly hooked, she thought that the treasures she had collected were all cheapened by the people of the organization, but she didn't expect to follow her.

I don't know if those people will squeak in anger when they rush to use medicine.

Jiang Chacha took out the 504 potion again and wiped it a little on Jiang's lips. Her body was too weak, and that was enough for her to recover. pulled another piece of clothing and wrapped Jiang's neck thinly.

At this moment, there was a stray sound of footsteps outside.

The wooden door was kicked open, and it was Mrs. Chen's son who hit the head. On the dry old face, tears flowed down one by one. As soon as I entered the door, I said that my good granddaughter, like a distressed grandmother.