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95. Chapter 95 It’s finally here!

95. Chapter 95 It’s not here after all!

Author: Green Bamboo Piaomiao

"Uncle Qin, let the bamboo house be put first, he has to go home to help." After that, he walked out quickly with Dongbain.

Seeing Xiao Ziyang leaving quickly, he looked at the two baskets on the ground, shook his head and walked towards the kitchen.

"Mom, stew big bones tomorrow morning."

"Dazhu, go get some radish and big red vegetables."

"Huzi, the person who sent the goods just now, should I not be there?"

"Well, mom, stew big bones."

"Okay, I'll beat it and I'll stew it. If I didn't deny it, my mother's life would have been gone. Hu Zi, let's know how to repay kindness."

"Mom, don't worry. They will not be able to protect them if they come, and they will do their best to protect them."

"Oh, okay, mom knows whether we all do big things, mom, understand."

As he was talking, Qin Dahu's father Qin Youfu walked in with his legs, "What are my old woman talking about? There are so many things to say when stewing a big bone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly changed his subject and looked at Qin Dahu, "Huzi, my father has no ability, but he can see if he has a clear idea. Wushan family will deal with it early, so it will not only be a good thing, but also a cartilage."

"He is not a greedy person. Such a person is prone to bad things."

Qin Dahu, who was chopping his big bones on the side, heard it and thought it was really true.

Yu Fuhu will arrange for Wu Shan and his mother to be mentioned in Yuecheng.

Zhou, who was counting money in the room, had no idea that she and her son were already staring at him.

At this moment, Zhou was walking cross-legged on the bed, carefully opening the bag and looking happily at the gold, silver and jade ornaments inside.

Suddenly, I thought of something, turned around and groped at the head of the bed for a while, and then found a cloth bag.

He happily opened the cloth bag, looked at the silver notes inside, and said happily: "It's great to have money, but those who don't have him are not allowed. He finally denies a rich old lady."

While happily, I packed the open cloth bag again, then put it in my arms, covered it with my legs, and looked at the jewelry on the bed again...

Zhou, who turned into Qian'er, didn't realize that there was a person squatting outside his window.

This person did not deny them, and did not deny the good wife Qian, she found for her son.

Qian looked at the gate of the courtyard vigilantly, and listened to the sounds in the room, cursing in his heart: "Damn old woman, don't take out any money if you have money, and when you buy something, you ask him to take money, you can kill me."

If I don’t bring my ones over, my mother will not be named Qian.

The indignant Qian stayed for a while and was sure that the people in the room did not shut up anymore, so he walked out with his body bent.

After Qian left, Wu Shan walked out of a courtyard wall, looked at Qian who was leaving coldly, and curled the corners of his mouth slightly, then walked towards his mother's room.

"Mom, what am I doing?"

When he heard his son's voice, Zhou, who was rubbing the jewelry, immediately responded: "I feel uncomfortable with my waist, lie down for a while. When I come back, I will go back to the house to rest, and my mother will come out to make dinner later."

Upon hearing this, Wu Shan curled his eyes and hesitated and said, "Mom, Qian will not come back to live, my son wants to divorce her."

When Zhou, who was carefully hiding his bag, he thought about it and did not take the lead in saying that Qian would not rest as soon as possible. But Fu quickly walked out and looked at Wu Shan and asked, "Shan'er, do I look at which girl?"

"It's not easy to see which girl I'm in. My son married a wife, didn't serve me at home, didn't cook or wash clothes, so it's better not to marry me."

Although I felt that what my son said was a little reasonable, Zhou always thought it was not good. He glanced at him suspiciously and said, "Okay, let's stop. At the beginning, my mother thought that Qian was not good, but she didn't expect..."

"Will you really know the person but not the person? Shan'er, when you see a girl in the future, I will tell my mother that she will ask a matchmaker to propose marriage. Wang Xiaoju's slutty hoof will not be a good person. I won't be fooled by her again."

Seeing his mother mentioning Wang Xiaoju, a trace of murderous intent burst out in Wu Shan's eyes and said in a deep voice: "Mom, no. My son Ruming wished she could die."

Upon hearing this, Zhou thought to himself, and that the little hoof must have ruined his son.

I thought that if I had caught up with the little bastard of the Xiao family, I would not be able to do anything to her.

Ha! Let’s see how I deal with me!

Thinking about how to deal with Wang Xiaoju, who was Ruming, Zhou did not notice the disdain of her son's face flashing.

"Mom, my son is back to the house first. It's cold outside. I don't stay outside."

"Well, mom knows, I'll go back to the house and rest."

"Um."

Two days later at night.

Two black shadows quickly entered Wuming Village, quickly flashed through the village, and stopped outside Hongyan's yard.

Since Wang Xiaoju and Li, they have lived in the Hong family with their daughter.

If Hong Yan doesn’t want her elder sister’s son, then naturally, she will be her nephew. Living in Hong’s house can better take care of Hong Yan.

Tomorrow night, Wang Xiaoju, who has always been sleeping well, has insomnia and can't fall asleep after turning around.

That person is prone to thinking when he can't sleep.

But Wang Xiaoju was different. She felt inexplicably irritable, and she felt like she was asking for something to happen.

She suddenly turned over and walked up, quickly put on the east bed, and leaned over the window and listened to the movement outside.

However, there was no sound in the yard.

At this moment, Xindong became even more suspicious.

He tightened his clothes, tiptoed to the head of the bed, took out a dagger and held it tightly in his legs, and then came to the door with his legs lightly, carefully opened the door and looked straight into the courtyard wall.

Just when Wang Xiaoju felt that Keke had been worried about it, she smelled the dangerous smell of liquid.

not good!

Someone!

Wang Xiaoju looked at the yard vigilantly, wondering if the person would come.

While thinking, two black shadows flew into the yard.

Unfortunately, when the two black shadows were just looking up, they saw Wang Xiaoju standing at the door of the room. They were slightly stunned, and then looked over generously, "Miss Wang San's vigilance is really as good as that of the past."

Wang Xiaoju didn't shut up, but her heart was filled with storms.

The voice was very familiar. She had heard it before the Wang family had an accident.

Bulu, what I heard at that time, did they make their family disappear?

Those years have passed, and I thought it had been calm and that the original thing would not happen again, but I didn't expect that I didn't avoid it.

What should come, but it will be here.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoju didn't say anything, the person who came continued, "Miss Wang San, should I hand over the things? Don't I hand over the people?"

"I'm not going wrong with Gedong, the yard's surname is Hong, not Wang. As for what Gedong said, he doesn't know even more."
Chapter completed!
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