Looking at Jin Qing who was standing in front of Chen Xiangling.
707: "..." His host seems to like this expression very much recently.
Then, he couldn't help but ask Jin Qing: "Host, why do you want Wu Laoer to find a geomantic treasure land?"
According to the urine of his host, shouldn't the person be burned to ashes on the spot?
Why does this person get such good treatment?
Jin Qing frowned slightly: "Because Wu Laoer is Wu Xingniang's father!"
Why would 707 ask such a strange question?
707: Is there any necessary connection between "..."?
But Jin Qing replied with a serious face: "Wu Lao'er is Wu Xingniang's father. Only when his burial place is good can I be blessed."
Don't think she is stupid, she calculates things better than anyone else.
707 was completely shocked: "You actually want Wu Laoer to bless you..." Isn't this the emperor and the beggar fighting for leftovers?
The last person who blessed you was the ancestor of Forbidden Love. Are you not insulting her by acting like this now?
Thinking of this, 707 couldn't help but trembled twice: It's over, that's not a reasonable person. The evil done by the host will definitely implicate him in the end.
Jin Qing did not feel 707's anxiety. There was even a hint of depth in her voice: "No matter how small a fly is, it is still flesh."
A little bit is better than nothing, she is really not picky.
707 tried to calm down: "Host, have you ever thought about what you would do if Wu Laoer couldn't help you?"
Jin Qing seemed to have considered this question a long time ago, because she answered very neatly: "Then the tomb site must not have been chosen well. I will dig him out and bury him again."
707: "...Host, how can I be considered blessed?" What a sin, why did Wu Lao Er fall into the hands of his host.
Jin Qing's eyes glanced at the measuring tool used to weigh rice at the head of the village: "Every day makes a fortune."
She has not traveled through so many worlds in vain, and her idioms are getting better and better.
Maybe she can become a great writer someday.
707: "..." You don't need to ask to figure out that his host's daily income is absolutely literal.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw two figures running quickly in front of Jin Qing, one after the other.
The one in front is Wu Laoer who Jin Qing is preparing to bury, while the one in the back is Li Yuehua with disheveled hair.
Wu Laoer ran very fast, screaming for help and murder as he ran.
Li Yue'e, who was behind him, was holding a kitchen knife in her hand, waving it at Wu Laoer's back while cursing: "I'll chop you to death, you shameless person."
If it were in the past, nothing like this would ever happen in the village.
Whenever there is a dispute between a man and a woman, it is the woman who gets beaten and scolded.
If men feel that women are not obedient enough, they can also ask the patriarch to intervene, open an ancestral hall to whip the woman in public, and finally divorce their wives with the support of the patriarch.
After all, their Wu Village cannot tolerate such an unruly woman.
But since Jin Qing came over, all the men in the village have been suppressed.
Not only the widows in the village were successful and walked around the village with their heads held high every day, but even the women in their families were also influenced by the widows.
His speaking voice actually increased a lot.
Fortunately, they took advantage of the other party's first sign of resistance, gave him a few hard lessons, and locked him up at home so that he wouldn't be allowed to go out. Only then did they firmly control the women at home.
But there are disadvantages to this. Originally, women did all the work at home, and they only had to walk around symbolically every day.
But now, women are not allowed to do any work that requires going out.
They had to go to the fields every day, carry water, and cut firewood, but within a few days they began to complain incessantly.
Coupled with the savings and livestock taken away by Jin Qing, the men hated Jin Qing's family to the core of their bones.
At this time, seeing Wu Laoer howling and running around in the village, the men who had not rushed home accelerated their pace.
They don't want to get involved with this family.
Wu Laoer became more and more desperate as he ran, especially when he found Jin Qing and Xiang Ling standing not far away, and his body turned around spontaneously.
Heading directly towards the patriarch's house: "Help, the shrew killed someone..."
The clan elder saw Wu Laoer running wildly from a distance. He was so angry that he knocked his cane hard: "What a decent person, what a decent person."
The vicissitudes of life's face was full of anger.
After seeing the clan leader, Li Yuehua finally calmed down, and she subconsciously slowed down.
She was still afraid of this old man who had the power of life and death in the clan.
Wu Laoer seemed to have seen a savior, and even shouted for help louder.
Seeing that Wu Laoer was about to run in front of him, the clan leader's nose and chest resonated.
He just heard a heavy "hum", then turned around and entered the house and closed the door.
Don't talk to embarrassing things.
Wu Laoer: "???"
Li Yuehua: "!!!"
The two stopped at the same time, as if they couldn't figure out what the patriarch meant.
Seeing the two of them standing there breathing heavily, Jin Qing walked up to Li Yuehua and took away the kitchen knife from the other person's hand: "What happened."
Li Yuehua's eyes were full of grievances, and his voice was choked with sobs: "Xing Niang, Mom knows that you are kind-hearted and can't let go of this father, but Mom must chop him up today. Do you know what he just said to Mom? He doesn't care at all. Worthy..."
Li Yuehua's crying stopped suddenly because she found that a strange knife suddenly appeared in her hand.
The blade is long and slender, and the handle is effortless to hold.
Under the sun, the entire knife gave off a cold light, seeming to announce to Li Yuehua that it had the ability to make decisive decisions.
Li Yuehua looked at Wu Xingniang blankly, and it took her a long time to say: "Xingniang, what are you..."
But she saw that Jin Qing had already made way for her: "Come on, I will help you bury him later."
While speaking, Jin Qing did not forget to turn around and look at Chen Xiangling behind her: "There is a geomantic treasure, right?"
Chen Xiangling nodded subconsciously: "Yes."
The cemeteries in the village had been prepared a long time ago. The third grandmother had told her about this, saying that it was a rare and good place.
Hearing this, Jin Qing nodded vigorously to Chen Xiangling to show her recognition of Chen Xiangling's work.
Then, Jin Qing turned to look at Li Yuehua: "Look, I have prepared everything except the body."
So, come on.
This time, before Li Yuehua could say anything, Wu Laoer jumped up first: "Wu Xingniang, how dare you do this to me? Are you not afraid of thunder from the sky?"
Jin Qing subconsciously rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky, then shook his head sincerely: "I'm not afraid."
After all, a long, long, long time ago, there was no more Tianlei to compete with her.
Wu Laoer was so angry at Jin Qing's lack of moral integrity: "Li Yuehua, don't be ungrateful. What I just said is for your own good."
It would have been better not to say it. As soon as these words came out, Li Yuehua became even more angry and actually spat out: "Wu Laoer, you are still shameless, forcing your daughter-in-law to die because of those dirty thoughts. Let me tell you, I, Li Yuehua, will not let you go even if I am a ghost."
Jin Qing: "..." Wait, I'm a little confused. Who has the upper hand now?
