Mrs. Qian was sobbing in her mouth and still saying vicious words.

Ye Qingkui stepped forward, took out the money bag from the mouth, and threw it into Qian Pozi's arms.

With the "snap" of the money bag, it fell on her.

Suddenly, Mrs. Qian felt her throat tightening, the air gradually became thinner, and she could no longer speak.

The throat seemed to be covered with spikes. As long as the sound was made, the thorns would intersperse each other, making her feel very painful.

"This is your salary. Zuilangxinglou will never ow anyone's salary. Now that you are so desperate, I will pay you the salary. I don't want to pursue you because of your troubles in the workshop."

Qian Ma Zi stammered and couldn't speak. The blood on her head was flowing more and more, making her mind dizzy.

Ye Qingkui is used to life and death and doesn't want to save her. After all, she is not willing to save her who harms others like this.

Xiao Jiang held Qian Ma Zi, tears flowing down his face. He knew that his mother was wrong, but that was his mother.

How could he watch her die?

Xiao Jiang knelt on the ground with the Qian Ma Zi in his arms, and knelt down at Jiang Rou and others. "Please, I know my mother is sorry for you. But as a son of man, I cannot watch my mother die! Please give him a way out, Sister Arou, please..."

Xiao Jiang kowtowed to the ground, making a "clang" sound.

Although everyone was not satisfied with what Mr. Qian did, everyone was not dissatisfied with the honest and honest Xiao Jiang.

All were sighing.

Whoops Tian is very arrogant and so many people are watching her jokes.

Even if I can't speak now, I can't watch my son kneel on the ground and beg others for forgiveness.

She is right!

Mrs. Qian struggled to get up and grabbed her son's clothes with her last breath.

As soon as my mouth opened, I let out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

The blood was vomited on Xiao Jiang's chest, and he tried his best to say an intermittent sentence, "I'm not wrong! I did nothing! You... are forcing me!"

After saying that, she opened her mouth and bit her tongue hard.

The bloody half of the tongue fell on Xiao Jiang's chest, and it was red.

This scene appeared in front of everyone, and everyone gasped and turned their heads slightly.

It's really too bloody.

Ye Qingkui held Jiang Rou's shoulders and turned her head. In just a moment, Mrs. Qian gradually lost her breath.

Xiao Jiang hugged Qian's body and cried loudly.

He felt sad and didn't know whether he should blame his mother.

In love, she is her own mother. It is said that children do not dislike their mothers as ugly, and dogs do not dislike their family poverty.

Where can children hate their mothers?

But reason, she was able to kill someone because of a small matter, causing her family to be destroyed and she still never repent.

Now that the person is gone, my father is still apologizing to the villagers at such a big age.

Xiao Jiang subconsciously looked at his father's old face, saying that no matter how bad Mrs. Qian is, she has been working together for decades.

Yin and Yang are separated, and people are still dead in front of their own eyes.

I can't tell you anything.

For a moment, there were constant whispers in the room.

Ye Qingkui and Wang Dashan looked at each other, and the matter was gone.

Jiang Rou is in Shenjia Village, and now the glory in the village is about to point at her and give in.

She didn't plan to continue to pursue the matter, because her enemy was dead, and she had to force her to death.

All futures and past are written off in one fell swoop.

…………

The next day.

Dai Shutong got up and dressed up in front of the dressing table.

Ping He ran in in a hurry and lowered his head.

Dai Shutong glanced at Ping He, his voice slightly hoarse, "What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Ping He hurriedly took out the things from his arms and handed them over, "Miss, this was handed over by Mrs. Qian."

"Madam Qian?"

Dai Shutong caught the thing and slowly opened it.

These layers of paper are wrapped in oily paper, which are extremely delicious seasonings.

"Is this?" She looked at Pinghe on the side with inquiring eyes.

Ping He nodded, this was their goal at that time.

only………

"She is dead by Mrs. Qian."

Is Qian Miao dead?

Dai Shutong frowned slightly when she heard this, and her hand wearing a hairpin suddenly paused.

It soon disappeared, picked up the lip-dyed fat on the dressing table, took a sip at the bronze mirror, "The left and right are just tools, what does it have to do with me if you die or live? Besides, she is dead today, and what happens again in the future is that there is no evidence of death."

Although Mrs. Qian is dead, she still has to go to He Jian’s mansion in person and tell a key figure the news.

"Pinghe quickly, take the pink shirt and tulle dress for me. We are going to visit Uncle He's mansion now."

Pinghe retreated in response, and after a moment, she took the dress.

Dai Shutong changed into it and went out, and the carriage headed towards He Jian's mansion.

As soon as he entered the door, Li Yuhua's crying and shouting sounded throughout the mansion.

"Madam Qian, my old sister, I thought that when you are back, I want to talk to you about my grievances, why did you die in front of me!"

Li Yuhua burst into tears. She received news that she had just received the news that Mrs. Qian had finished her work from her parents' home the day before yesterday.

I also thought that after a while, my body would get better, so I would go to find her.

Talk to her carefully about what happened recently.

But today, we received news that Mrs. Qian died.

"It's all Ye Qingkui, she's everywhere. It's not enough to kill my younger brother, I killed my only old sister! What kind of evil did I commit in my previous life? I fell into her hands again and again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Shutong stepped into the door.

Li Yuhua, who was crying, saw someone coming to the door, but the maid didn't report it. As soon as she was about to be angry, she looked at Dai Shutong's condescending gaze.

She had missed the previous thing once.

In order to prevent the son from getting into trouble, the scolding he was about to blurt out was stopped again.

"I am the niece of the county magistrate and the daughter of the rich man in Qingshui Town, and my surname is Dai."

Dai Shutong reported to her house. Sure enough, when she heard that she was the rich man’s daughter and the niece of the county magistrate, Li Yuhua suddenly became restrained.

Last time, she was imprisoned by the county magistrate and suffered for several days!

This time, you must never let your son’s image be destroyed, and you can no longer offend others!

She stood up and her head became dizzy.

The maid next to her held her and barely stood in front of Dai Shutong, and would ask the other party to sit down. Then she saw Dai Shutong walking straight towards the Grand Master's chair and turned around to sit down.

"You're welcome. I'm here today just to tell my aunt that your good sister, Mrs. Qian, is dead. However, it seems that you should have received this news."

She didn't believe that Li Yuhua knew that her best sister was dead, so she wouldn't go crazy?

Li Yuhua, who had been in a state of emotion, felt a little upset when she heard someone telling her that Mrs. Qian was dead.

"Yes, I already know. I just heard that there is Ye Qingkui in this matter. Ye Qingkui had killed my younger brother before. I don't know what method they used to rescue Chen Yunfei from the prison and sent me in.

"I was a woman over fifty years old. Because of her, she lost her son's face and made others laugh at me!"

Dai Shutong couldn't help but smile. Of course she knew about this, and it was because of this that she came to Qingyang Town.

However, his mother was unaware of what He Jian did.

Since this is the case, Li Yuhua's ignorant look can indeed be used.

Thinking of this, Dai Shutong sighed and gave a look to Ping He beside him.

Pinghe took the lead in exiting the house and closed the door.

Li Yuhua didn't understand why, and looked at Dai Shutong.
Chapter completed!