Su Yuxing ridiculed, he beat the ghost of the old man that day, and even the old man didn't even have the strength to fight back.

He beat the monk so badly that it sounded like a joke.

"It's true, it is said that the monk clutched his chest and vomited blood." Su Yuzhuang passed by the villagers, who were discussing the matter with relish.

Seeing that he was curious, he raised his mouth.

The villagers love to chew their wife's tongue the most, how could they lie to him because of this.

If it were anything else, he would most likely be deceived, but this kind of thing won't.

Su Yuxing still didn't believe it, he had personally fought with Old Man Lian, but he didn't see it with his own eyes, he didn't believe that Old Man Lian would have such a high combat effectiveness.

"Oh? Even the old man beat the monk and vomited blood? Jiang Qingran obviously didn't expect that even the old man would beat the monk.

"Mother, what the villagers told me, there shouldn't be anything wrong with chewing my wife's tongue." Su Yuzhuang firmly believed that he had heard correctly.

"It's true or not, and it depends on whether the old man will come to the house to look for it." Jiang Qingran felt that her career had deviated from her plan.

Obviously, her original plan was to be a guest of white work and take over the business of white work.

Why is it gradually related to femininity?

She has more work to do than she does to do white work.

Even the two old men's houses, Old Man and Old Man Zhang, she ran several times.

"Mother, why don't we press something? See who wins and who loses? "Su Yuxing is addicted to gambling and wants to play.

Jiang Qingran's eyes were horizontal, and Su Yuxing turned his head to look away.

Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration and asked, "How much money do you have in your hand?" ”

When it comes to her pocket money, Su Yuxing is full of sadness, and her hanging copper plates are all handed over to his wife.

"Ten cents." Su Yuxing really didn't have the courage to say out loud about the ten copper plates he only had.

"Ten is a lot, you don't give it to me." Qian Rourou couldn't wait to put all the pocket money in Su Yuxing's hands into his own hands.

Controlled by Su Yuxing, she was not at ease.

"I don't." Su Yuxing saw that Qian Rourou was beating his only pocket money, and he didn't have the heart to make a bet, so he went back to the side room to guard his pocket money.

"Second child, didn't you say bet, don't you play?" Jiang Qingran even thought about the trick of how to get ten yuan from Su Yuxing's hand, and told her that she wouldn't need it at this time.

If you don't need it, you can't use it, anyway, you can buy five meat buns at most for ten cents, and two meals will be gone.

She waited at home for about half an hour, and Lianshui hurried to her house to look for her.

"Big sister, my father injured the master I invited from the temple.

What's the matter? My dad seems to be afraid of you. "Lian Shui really doesn't want to go left and right, and go to Jiang Qingran's house.

The eldest sister doesn't care if she says that she is carrying the title of a widow, which is not good for him or the eldest sister.

The gossip of the people in the village alone can drown the eldest sister, and if it is serious, the rumors will be spread at will, and the eldest sister will be immersed in the pig cage.

"What do you mean by Master Lian?" Jiang Qingran can't manage water for life, right?

She doesn't care, as long as Lian Lian pays for the money, the question is whether Mrs. Lian can accept the gossip?

She didn't want to be approached by Mrs. Lian one day and slapped her angrily.

"You help me discuss with my father, don't come home if you have nothing to do." Lian Shui took out a silver ticket of ten taels from his pocket.

He originally intended to pay fifty taels of silver, but he had spent too many silver tickets recently, and he was powerless.

Fortunately, the eldest sister didn't dislike him for taking more or less, and she was happy to accept it and do things for him.

"Master Lian, you told Master Lian that Dad, you stay in the cemetery honestly, don't run home if you have nothing to do.

Dad, you bless me with peace and make more money.

You tell Old Man Lian that you have money, and he will have money to spend in the underworld. Jiang Qingran and Lian Shui had an idea.

Lianshui bought two stacks of yellow table paper that day, took a bowl of pig's head meat, and a jar of liquor to go to the cemetery of the old man Lian.

He sprinkled wine on the ground, and listened to the old man Lian with the whole thing that the eldest sister taught him.

Even the old man took the money, ate meat, drank wine, and didn't go home to make trouble again.

"Madam, why do you say that our father is afraid of the eldest sister?"

Mrs. Lian was stunned as she ate the pastry, "You're not afraid?" ”

Lian Shui smiled awkwardly, "I'm afraid too." ”

Xu was afraid that a woman would be a little embarrassed, and then he added: "Which one of our people in the village is not afraid of the big girl?" ”

"That's the same, I'm afraid." Every time Mrs. Lian came to the house, she would hide from afar and look at it secretly.

She found that Jiang Qingran didn't seem to be as difficult to get along with as she imagined, and she loved to make money.

Jiang Qingran was also much bolder than she imagined, and when the man in her family saw her mother-in-law's ghost, he closed his eyes and fainted directly.

Jiang Qingran didn't blink his eyelids, he was born to be a good seedling of a fortune teller.

Sneez, sneeze, sneeze

Jiang Qingran kept sneezing at home, who was saying bad things about her behind her back?

"Eldest sister, your eldest brother is looking for a woman behind my back and wants to take a concubine." Petite, with a baby face like Jiang Qingran, with a figure of less than one and a half meters, a woman who looks as big as a girl who has not been out of the pavilion is wearing goose yellow clothes to complain.

She is Jiang Qingli's wife Lin Nuonuo, two years younger than Jiang Qingli.

"What? Qingli concubine, brother and sister, are you sure? Jiang Qingran searched the memories of the original body and learned that Jiang Qingli and his wife had been married for many years and had always been in love.

Jiang Qingli looked for a concubine, but she didn't believe it.

It's not that he salutes Jiang Qingli, but that there is no picture of two people fighting from the memory of the original body.

"Eldest sister, your brother has been mysterious recently, and he has been hesitant to ask him anything, and he doesn't speak.

I followed him twice and found that he was very close to the prefect's daughter, and the two of them often talked and laughed. Lin Nuonuo's crying pear blossoms brought rain, and he was out of breath.

Jiang Qingran didn't coax the woman, and looked at Lin Nuonuo at a loss.

"Brother and sister, do you hear what the two of them are talking about?" Jiang Qingran gently patted Lin Nuonuo's back to soothe.

"No, I think they're smiling happily anyway.

Your brother didn't smile at me that much. The more Lin Nuonuo thought about it, the more sad he became.

Tears poured out like a flood that had burst through the floodgates, and flowed more and more.

"Brother and sister, let's think about everything, maybe the eldest brother prepared a gift for you?" Jiang Qingran always had a feeling of self-deception.

Lin Nuonuo put away his tears, "Eldest sister, really? ”

"Maybe, let's grasp the evidence first, if the eldest brother really finds a woman to take a concubine behind your back, the eldest sister can't spare him." Jiang Qingran comforted Lin Nuonuo's emotions.

Lin Nuno put away his tears and woke up his nose.

"Eldest sister, I won't go home for a few days, I'll stay at my eldest sister's house for a few days." Lin Nuonuo didn't want to see Jiang Qingli's boring face recently.

When she thought of Jiang Qingli's big white teeth and the prefect's daughter silly music, her eyes wanted to dig him out and stir-fry vegetables to eat.

"Okay, my brother and sister want to stay for a few days." Jiang Qingran personally wrote to ask Jiang Qingli what was going on.

What is the situation between him and the prefect's daughter?

The letter was sent out for a long time, but I never received a reply, and there was no news.