"What are you talking nonsense? Can this person come back after he dies? He is just talking nonsense every day!"

Mrs. Qian was very excited when she heard this. These were all strange powers and chaotic words.

How can a person die and dream?

Besides, if he had dreams, he would have dreamed a long time ago. How could he have dreamed for the little bastard just finished yesterday?

The people around him were dissatisfied with hearing this, and glanced at Qian Pozi and sneered, "Don't say that, Mr. Qian, don't say that. Back then, you told everyone that there is a river god in the river where his father often goes to."

"That's right, what is the bride of the River God? There were those ignorant people who were told that you would throw them away for your own girl and be the bride of the River God!"

"It's not so good. The girl from the old Zhang family looks very handsome and almost became the bride of the River God. This is all said by Mrs. Qian!"

Seeing that everyone despised her, Qian's face turned red and red. Who knew that this kind of old sesame and grain would be revealed in her lifetime?

At the beginning, it was because his man looked at the girl from the Zhang family twice, and he also said that the girl was tall and would not have to worry about marrying in the future.

I have long disliked his daughter, and she has a seductive and charming face.

That's why he deliberately made up the words of the River God, who told his old Zhang family to contract a river?

This is good. I didn't send it to his girl, but instead called it glutinous rice cake and his father. The blind man fell down and drowned.

"Why, you don't have such a young and frivolous thing? Then, isn't it okay if I said it wrong at that time? You didn't have one or two words to be unscrupulous?"

Mrs. Qian rolled her eyes at the women in front of her, and the few of them didn't want to say much to her when they saw this.

It's not on the same path at all, and it doesn't make sense.

They all lowered their heads, pulled out their duck feathers and stopped talking.

Ye Qingkui lowered her head and looked at the duck feathers all over the ground, and suddenly remembered something.

He hurriedly found Jiang Rou and whispered a few words.

Jiang Rou nodded and hugged the child and left. Seeing this, Mrs. Qian sneaked over, "Xiao Kui, what did you say to A Rou just now? Is there anything that I can't let my aunt know?"

Ye Qingkui smiled and shook her head. Of course, she couldn't find out. If she knew about it, what would she have to do?

"It's nothing, I just asked Sister Arou to take her child to the inner room to sleep."

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to talk to him, Mrs. Qian was displeased at the moment, muttered unhappy twice, turned her head and went to do her own work.

Seeing that Ye Qingkui didn't pay attention to her, she followed Jiang Rou.

Seeing that she really put the child aside and was busy preparing food.

Then he stood on tiptoe and ran to the second floor.

In the stove, the sound of oil was constantly sizzling because of the barbecue.

When Qian looked at these stoves, he was shocked.

I have never seen such a stove in so many years.

She walked to every stove, and the busy people in the room didn't notice her arrival at all.

I saw a large pot of brine in front of me, and star anise, pepper, bay leaves, cinnamon and other seasonings were placed on the side of the stove.

Mrs. Qian wrote down these things one by one, looked around, and quietly exited the door while no one was paying attention.

…………

At night, Mrs. Qian was lying in the quilt and couldn't sleep.

It is not known whether what they said during the day is true or false.

After thinking about it, I suddenly felt that the urge to pee came.

I don’t go to the cottage before going to bed, and I always feel that I’m not sleeping soundly.

Mrs. Qian doesn’t want to go to the cottage in the middle of the night, if something new happens...

Thinking of this, she pushed her husband beside her, "Old man, can't you get up and accompany me to the cottage?"

The old man was sleeping soundly, but she woke him up and narrowed his eyes, feeling a little impatient.

How nervous the old woman has been these two days? She went to the cottage and then she was a ghost again.

"Can't you go by yourself? Those who have half-buried loess are still afraid of going to the cottage?"

Mrs. Qian was criticized by her old man with a look of depression. Who would rule that this person who was buried half of the loess should not be afraid?

Seeing the old man's attitude, Mrs. Qian suddenly became angry, "If you don't accompany me, you won't accompany me. Who is begging you?"

She rolled out of bed, put on her shoes, and walked outside the house.

After a moment, solve the problem.

This time, I didn't see anything strange.

"What's so fragrant?" She was about to enter the door when she smelled a strange scent.

This fragrance is not the taste of food or the fragrance of flowers and plants.

It's just a kind of thing. She has never smelled the smell of wood, and it's accompanied by a little fishy smell.

Mrs. Qian sniffed hard, squinted her eyes and looked around.

It was pitch black around and nothing was seen.

Fortunately, I didn't want to go into it, so I grabbed my waist and walked into the house and closed the door.

And at the moment when the door was about to close, let's take a look!

A white shadow passed through the crack in the door again, and this time Mrs. Qian could see clearly.

White, the man is wearing white!

"Ghost!!!"

Qian screamed and immediately closed the door and hid on the bed.

But the old man next to him slept like a dead pig and could not wake him up.

She was next to her old man, trembling, and the whole bed was carried by her, making a "crying" sound, as if she would fall apart the next moment.

But the old man turned his back to her, and the sound of sleeping snoring kept coming.

Mrs. Qian was a little annoyed, but she felt much more at ease.

At least, if your own man is by your side, he will have a support no matter how scared he is.

"You old man, I asked you to accompany me to the cottage. You don't want to. You slept deeper than anyone else! Do you know what I just saw? It scared me to death, it scared me to death. I have lived for most of my life, and it was the first time I encountered such evil things-"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mrs. Qian reached out to pick up her husband around her.

"Boom--"

Something broke in my mind, and I saw that the person lying beside me was no longer my husband.

Instead, he was waiting for his little glutinous rice cake with his eyes and his cheeks swollen and white.

"Ah──" Qian Ma Zi screamed and leaned back, and suddenly fainted.

The next day.

While everyone was working, they started talking about this matter.

"Have you heard about it? Mrs. Qian saw a hell last night!"

"Ah, it's true? Are you not picky about food these days?"

"No, I heard from the old man from Mrs. Qian's family that he would not let him sleep when he came back from the cottage. He kept pointing at his face and screaming, shouting the name of Xiao Ciba's father!"

"This is strange. I tell you, I heard that before, Xiao Ciba's father met Qian Pozi before he died, and soon the ship was sunk and died."

"Really? Is this true or false? Isn't it related to Mrs. Qian? No wonder she was so nervous when she heard us talk about A Rou's nightmare yesterday."

Ye Qingkui stood there with her arms in her arms, listening carefully to the women dressed in duck feathers, and she couldn't help but feel funny when she talked about this incident.

"This is called not doing bad things and not being afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

Wang Dashan walked slowly to her, gritting his teeth, "This is also her retribution."

"Retribution?" Ye Qingkui whispered and looked at Wang Dashan's eyes, with cold light in his eyes, "Is it retribution just to faint from being scared? Brother Dashan, don't forget that Sister Arou's husband just wants to hand over his life just because he doesn't sell a fish to Mrs. Qian.

"And Mrs. Qian has never received any punishment in the past three years. Now she just fell down due to a nightmare and fainted. She will recover after half a month of rest, but Xiao Ciba's father can never come back. Such a punishment is still too light."

Wang Dashan nodded after hearing this, indeed!

Mrs. Qian made the family go like this!

Do you think you can escape punishment by fainting?

Still not enough...

Ye Qingkui took out a piece of stuff from her arms and handed it to Wang Dashan, then said--
Chapter completed!