Chapter One Thousand and Ninety-Eight: Make an appointment to go to the mountains to play

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Qiuqiu left the main house of the Lin family without listening, and she didn't know what happened later.

What kind of punishment Yang Fengjiao will receive, she is not interested in knowing.

The poor man must have something to hate, everything about her is made by herself, if she doesn't harm others first, how can she have these retributions?

Steward Lin fell in love with Lin Dashao's aunt, and then with his daughter-in-law Yang Fengjiao, and thought about having a child with Yang Fengjiao, and then seeking the property of the Lin family.

Lin Dashao couldn't swallow this breath, he would definitely try his best to put Steward Lin to death.

She was sure of that.

As long as Lin Dashao acts, his good days will come to an end.

Qiuqiu and Steward Zhou met at the wall.

Only then did she know why Young Master Lin went and returned.

It turned out that Steward Zhou heard Lin Dashao leave on the roof, and heard the later conversation between Yang Fengjiao's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, so he planned to let Young Master Lin listen to the good things his daughter-in-law and A-Niang had done.

Steward Zhou jumped off the roof and walked around in front of Lin Dashao.

The Lin family's compound is very wide, and there is still some distance between the main house and the side courtyard, and you have to pass through the flower beds in the yard.

An attendant carrying an oil lamp was in front, and Young Master Lin walked behind.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew out the oil lamp, and the attendant was startled, and Lin Dashao was also startled.

In the dead of night, there are no lights in the room, and there is no moon, and the surrounding area is pitch black, which inevitably makes people feel scared.

The attendant trembled and lit the oil lamp again, and had just taken two steps to carry it, when another gust of wind blew and the lamp went out.

Lin Dashao cursed in his heart: "It's really a hell of a life!" ”

But he scolded the attendant: "What do you do? ”

The attendant said with a sad face, "Young master...... It's a bit weird! ”

Young Master Lin scolded him: "Hugh is talking nonsense! Isn't it just a gust of wind? Is there anything weird or not? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, another gust of wind blew, bringing up the dust and leaves of the ground, and his eyes were in dust.

"Go back! What a bad luck to die! Young Master Lin scolded, and he had no interest in sleeping in the concubine's room at all.

The attendant lit the oil lamp again, and Lin Dashao rubbed his eyes and went back to the main house.

Before he got to the room, he heard his aunt scolding his daughter-in-law.

That's when he realized that he had been wearing a cuckold, and one after another!

Qiuqiu laughed, Jiang is still old and spicy.

In this way, Yang Fengjiao will lose a layer of skin even if she doesn't die.

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The next morning, Qiuqiu returned to Yaojia Village.

Qiuqiu's overturning of the case for Wang Xiucai in the town has long been spread in Yaojia Village.

After the villagers saw Qiuqiu, they couldn't help but praise and flatter.

Qiuqiu just smiled and hurried home.

She made an appointment with her sisters today to go to the mountains to play together, and pick persimmons to eat by the way.

Ordinary persimmons are fully ripe in September, and they are picked and sold.

Only some of the very small and green ones will remain on the trees.

It's October, the autumn wind is blowing, and the persimmon leaves are almost gone.

The little sister said that the green persimmons that were left on the tree and not picked are now ripe, and they are as red as small lanterns, and they are so sweet that they are sweet to the heart.

These ripe red persimmons, which birds like to eat the most, are almost red and pecked, and they can always be ahead of the children.

However, Xiaomei also said that there were several trees with a lot of persimmons, and her brother Yao Xiaoshi had ingenuity to tie a scarecrow to the tree.

The scarecrow also had a red cloth in his hand, and when the wind blew and the hunt sounded, the birds did not dare to come and eat it.

Before Qiuqiu got home, Yao Meilan ran over to greet her.