"Master Lian, I'm so interested.
I have helped you get rid of the stolen goods from Mr. Lian many times, but you secretly took advantage of my son. "Jiang Qingran snatched the tea from Lian Shui's hand and poured it on his face.
"It hurts." Lianshui took out a handkerchief and wiped the tea stains on his face.
Jiang Qingran looked confused, "Sister, what do you mean by this? You can't slander people."
"Slander, look who he is?" Jiang Qingran pulled Mr. Lian's hair, and there were two streaks of blood flowing under Mr. Lian's nose.
He smiled at Lianshui. The gaps between his big white teeth were full of blood, which showed that Su Yuxing was ruthless.
Jiang Qingran was startled, and his momentum instantly dropped a lot.
"Look who this is? The evidence is conclusive. If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation of this matter, I will make your father crumble into ashes and be unable to be reincarnated." She raised her chest and raised her head, her voice rising one degree.
"Why? I don't agree." Old Man Lian refused, his legs trembling.
When he was a human being, he was afraid of Jiang Qingran, but now that he is a ghost, why is he still frightened when he sees Jiang Qingran?
Even the old man was puzzled. The purpose of choosing Su Yuxing this time was to embolden Jiang Qingran and tell Jiang Qingran that he was not afraid of her.
"Punch your dick." Jiang Qingran ordered.
Su Yuxing still took off the dagger from his waist, and hit Mr. Lian in the face with the handle of the dagger.
As the saying goes, a slap in the face is not a slap in the face. Mr. Lian was deeply insulted and wanted to resist.
After coming into contact with Jiang Qingran's cold gaze, he shrank his neck.
"Sister, let's talk it over if we have something to say." Lian Shui finally understood that his father had gone to find Su Yuxing privately and wanted to kill Su Yuxing.
It's over, it's over now.
His father was in big trouble this time and was put on the iron plate.
There is nothing he can do, so his father may wish for happiness.
Lian Shui had no doubts about Jiang Qingran's ability, so he begged to please: "Sister, I really don't know about this.
I won’t speak for my father either. You can deal with him how you want to deal with him, big sister.
All I have to ask is that my father should be left with a whole body, and don’t cut him into pieces. "
"Lianshui, you little bastard, little turtle grandson.
I am your father, and you actually tell outsiders not to let me tear it into pieces. "Mr. Lian didn't dare to vent his anger on Jiang Qingran, but on Lian Shui.
He was shaking from the water and covering his arms with both hands. Why was he suddenly cold?
He couldn't see Old Man Lian, nor could he hear what Old Man Lian yelled at him.
"What does he mean? Are you pretending not to hear?" Mr. Lian asked Jiang Qingran.
Jiang Qingran lifted Mr. Lian and placed him in front of Lian Shui.
Lian Shui couldn't see anything except the yellow talisman attached to it.
No, she could clearly feel that Lian Shui could see Mr. Lian just now. Why can't Lian Shui see him now?
But now is not the time to dwell on this issue.
"Master Lian, I kindly remind you and provide you with a solution. If you repay kindness with hatred, we will have to settle the score." Jiang Qingran smiled evilly.
Lian Shui's heart skipped a beat, Jiang Qingran was about to settle a score with him.
He allocated ten acres of land from the property left to him by his father and exchanged one hundred taels of silver notes for his father's soul.
Jiang Qingran sneered, "Master Lian, what do I lack from you?"
Lian Shui gritted his teeth and increased the land to twenty acres, with three hundred taels of banknotes.
Seeing that Jiang Qingran was unmoved, he ruthlessly increased the land to thirty acres of land, five hundred taels of banknotes, and a shop in the town.
"Eight hundred taels, twenty acres of paddy field, thirty acres of dry land, and two shops."
The villagers present all opened their eyes wide, eight hundred taels of silver notes? Fifty acres of land? Two shops?
Everyone hopes that Jiang Qingran will agree, after all, they are not a minority.
Some people will never earn so much in a lifetime.
Jiang Qingran still said nothing, Lian Shui reluctantly said: "The banknote will be increased by two hundred taels of silver, and the number of shops will be increased by three."
Jiang Qingran raised her eyes and said, "Master Lian, are you sincere?"
"Sincerity is more real than pearls and silver." Lian Shui just wanted to get his father's soul back as soon as possible.
It was not good for his father to offend anyone, but the famous Jiang Meiguai.
The ancestor is sorry. He doesn't want to give away his family property to others. It's really because his father is worried.
"You don't regret it?"
"I won't regret it." How dare Lian Shui regret it? His father's soul is still in the hands of the older sister.
Jiang Qingran asked Su Yuxing to go to the village chief, clan leader, and Huang landlord to testify to prevent Lian Shui from regretting it in the future.
The document was established, and Jiang Qingran and Lian Shui signed the evidence.
"Master Lian, I remind you to take care of your relatives. Otherwise, if you let me know that Master Lian is interested in my relatives, it will not be as simple as keeping it private now." Jiang Qingran tied up the ghost of Mr. Lian.
She waited until Lian Shui transferred all the shop deeds and land deeds to her name before she returned the ghost of Mr. Lian to Lian Shui.
Lian Shui couldn't see the real person of Mr. Lian. He took the white rope given to him by Jiang Qingran and took Mr. Lian back to his graveyard.
"Dad, you said it's okay to make the decision without permission. It's not good for you to offend anyone, but you can offend the older girl.
Big girl, they didn’t do anything sorry to you, and they even helped you get rid of the stolen goods you had. How do you repay a favor with a grudge? "Lian Shui complained again and again.
Mr. Lian stared at Lian Shui's back and smiled evilly.
Brat, he can't deal with Jiang Qingran, and he can't punish his son.
Even after the old man's spirit returned to his home in the cemetery, he went home every night to cause mischief.
Lian Shui couldn't sleep at night and ran to the hut all night until he collapsed.
He lost ten pounds in seven days, his face turned sallow, and he instantly aged ten years.
"Big sister, what do you think is wrong with me? Why do I run to the latrine every day?" Lian Shui was lying on a wooden stretcher carried by his servants.
"Master Lian, have you offended someone?" Jiang Qingran asked looking at the lifeless Lian Shui.
Lian Shui thought that the only person he was currently guilty of was his eldest sister. The culprit was his father, and he was the one who was implicated.
"No."
"Master Lian, please take good care of your memories."
After Lian Shui thought about it, he didn't seem to have done much except bringing his father's soul home that day, right?
Wait, his dad?
Lian Shui's expression changed instantly. His stomach upset for seven days couldn't have been secretly caused by his father, right?
This stinky old man is really a bastard.
"Master Lian, are you okay?" Jiang Qingran asked looking at Lian Shui who was gritting his teeth.
"It's okay." Lian Shui was focused on going home and had no intention of responding to Jiang Qingran.
"Mom, what does he want from you?" Qian Rourou stuck his head out and asked.
Jiang Qingran entered the yard, closed the door and said, "I don't know. He didn't say anything when I asked him. I guess I guessed who made him run to the latrine every day, right?"
Qian Rourou didn't ask any more questions, and even after asking her mother, she didn't know the answer.
“Mom, old man Lian is so bad, he killed eight people in our village by himself.
Mom, you said Mr. Yin Yang and the fortune teller are such powerful people, why can't they be eliminated in advance? "Qian Rourou doesn't understand.
If the fortune teller and Mr. Yin Yang had calculated it earlier, eight people in their village would not have died for no reason.
