Chapter 7

Tian Yu'e looked at Chu Yueqing's pretty face and hid her hatred. So what if she was the first wife? She died early without enjoying happiness, but the daughter she gave birth to with great effort still had to call her mother?

When the two losers just came from the mainland, Tian Yu'e asked them to change their words. Who would have thought that the two sisters were so stubborn that they dared to turn around and leave the Fang family, and stayed away for a year.

Now, Tian Yu'e is willing to offer a first-floor house. Even a fool would know the choice.

Tian Yu'e waited for Chu Yueqing to give in.

Suddenly, she didn't wait for the call of "Mom", but waited for a sneer.

Tian Yu'e's smile froze.

"East District?"

Chu Yueqing thought that the person must be stupid. She had learned a lot of real estate information in Hong Kong in her previous life. A mere East District wanted her to admit that she was a thief and be his mother?

You are dreaming.

"You are not even in the Central and Western District? You want to be my mother? Besides, my mother has passed away. If you want to be my mother, you might as well go to the underworld and discuss it with her first."

The Central and Western District is the "rich district" of Hong Kong, the regional center of Hong Kong. Any house costs tens of millions. Compared with the Central and Western District, it is like heaven and earth.

Fang Jiajia's eyes widened, as if she heard a joke, "Idiot, the house in the Central and Western Districts is Daddy's house, and it will be the property left to my second brother in the future. What do you think you are to dare to ask for it? It's already very good to have a house in the East District."

"Your second brother's property? To be honest, when Fang Jingguo became rich, the starting capital was 7,000 yuan provided by the Chu family." Chu Yueqing was not angry at all, and stretched out her hand, ready to argue with them in detail.

"By this calculation, isn't the Fang family's property the Chu family's property? After all, without the 7,000 yuan, he can't get rich. I just want a house in the Central and Western Districts? Are you so reluctant to give it up?"

Tian Yu'e looked at Chu Yueqing, "I know you hate me."

"But you have to think clearly. Where was your mother when your father and I were suffering? Where was your mother when your father and I were eating steamed buns in Hong Kong? The house in the East District is worth millions. You should be content."

Chu Yueqing became more and more angry as he listened. The original owner's mother was coaxed to wait for someone in the mainland. She had to raise two young daughters and take care of the elderly in two families.

Fang Jingguo's parents are old, and his mother has never complained about taking care of his excrement and urine. But now she is questioned by the mistress, where was the main wife when she was having an affair with someone else's husband?

Chu Yueqing turned around and picked up the dirty water in the bucket and splashed it on the ground.

Fang Jiajia screamed, "Are you blind? You splashed it on my shoes. Do you know how expensive a pair of Valentino shoes is?"

"Let me correct you. I'm packing up the stall, and you're blocking me. Do you have no legs? Or do you have no eyes?" Chu Yueqing put down the bucket and smiled with relief.

"Slow down, I won't see you off. Don't force me to splash your excrement and urine!"

Fang Jiajia saw that Chu Yueqing really turned around, and was afraid that she would really splash her urine, so she pulled Tian Yu'e and was about to leave.

Before leaving, Fang Jiajia saw the words on the paper board and mocked: "Fortune-telling, Feng Shui? How ridiculous, don't stay here to be a liar with a house worth millions, it's up to you!"

After walking away, Fang Jiajia complained, "Mommy, you always say you are too lazy to take care of them, but you still want to give them the floor in the East District. What should I do? You should let them fend for themselves outside."

"You..." Tian Yu'e looked at her innocent daughter helplessly, "Even if I don't look for them, Chu Yi has already called the door. Daddy will feel relieved when he knows that I am the one to handle it. Otherwise, when he comes forward and sees the two sisters living so miserably, he will be soft-hearted and may give them half of the property."

"It would be better if they took the house in the East District. This way I can give your dad an explanation, and they can't divide the property of you three siblings anymore."

Fang Jiajia finally understood Tian Yu'e's good intentions in giving her a house. The bad mood caused by the dirty water splashing on her shoes disappeared, and she felt happy about the misfortune.

"Chu Yueqing doesn't want the house in the East District now, and her attitude is still so bad. I must go back and tell Dad."

"Yes, Jiajia has finally grown up and become sensible." Tian Yu'e touched Fang Jiajia's short hair, took off her just strong attitude and put on a loving smile.

The mother and daughter got into the private car parked at the archway.

Fang Jiajia was curious: "Mommy, it's so late, where are we going?"

"Isn't it just about Dad's company?" Tian Yu'e pressed her exquisite nails against her temples and rubbed them gently.

"The company has had problems recently. A lot of cooperation orders have been lost. Feng Shui has gone wrong. Daddy is very upset."

Fang Jingguo has been very superstitious since he started doing business. Tian Yu'e wants to please him and decides to go to Mong Kok to find a very famous Feng Shui master.

Fang Jiajia thought of the cardboard of the dessert stall and felt uneasy in her mother's heart: "Chu Yueqing seems to be able to read Feng Shui?"

"Feng Shui?" Tian Yu'e didn't believe that Chu Yueqing had the ability at all. She snorted coldly, "How is it possible."

"Which Feng Shui master in Hong Kong doesn't have a family inheritance? Chu Yueqing is just a swindler who went into business to make money."

Chu Yueqing was a little depressed by the commotion. Many stalls had already closed down. She put away the small wooden table and put it under the stall cart. She rode along Prince Edward West Road to Kowloon City Market.

Hong Kong is even more beautiful at night, with all the neon signs lit up, making people feel like they are in the future punk world. The evening breeze is blowing gently, and the air seems to smell like the sea water of Victoria Harbor.

Chu Yue humped the heavy stalls and shuttled through them.

The red light came on.

She pressed the brakes, stepped on the ground with one foot, and the wind blew her hair. She flicked her hands back and thought, "Where is the IOU?"

Yes, Fang Jingguo wrote an IOU.

You know, there was still a saying of "ten thousand yuan households" in the 1970s, and 7,000 yuan was already a huge sum in Xiangcheng. The Chu family was worried that Fang Jingguo would mess around outside, so in order to give their daughter a guarantee, both parties wrote an IOU.

When they came to Hong Kong, the two sisters found the IOU and brought it over. Chu Yuening decided to go back to the village house to ask Chu Yi.

A pair of shoes by Fang Jiajia costs several thousand yuan, and Tian Yu'e's behavior clearly shows that she does not want to pay back the money.

She must find the IOU and leave the Fang family speechless.

The market was brightly lit. Chu Yuening parked the stall at the door. As soon as she walked down the stairs, she entered a corridor and was immediately surrounded by complicated Cantonese.

"Three handfuls of vegetables for six yuan, do you want it?"

"Fresh mantis shrimps, sold at a discount after the market is closed."

"Come and take a look, pretty girl?"

The vendors shouted hard in order to sell goods. Chu Yuening first went to the pork vendor and weighed two kilograms of pork, and then went to the store selling groceries.

There were several bags of rice placed at the door of the shop, containing red beans, mung beans and tapioca pearls.

Chu Yuexi grabbed a handful of tapioca pearls and asked, "Boss, please weigh five kilograms of tapioca pearls for me."

Five kilograms of tapioca pearls are enough for several days. The house is not big, and the kitchen is even smaller. It is not advisable to stock up too much, just enough to use.

The boss was playing video games inside and replied, "I'll be right there."

After that, he reluctantly put down the game console and came to help pack the tapioca pearls, and recommended the new products from his own store.

"Snow swallows from Myanmar, boss, do you want to buy some to try?"

"Snow swallows?" Chu Yuexi's eyes lit up and he became interested.

While weighing the tapioca pearls, the boss took some snow swallows out of the store for Chu Yuexi to check.

"Yes, wild snow swallows are white and very proud."

Chu Yuexi took it and looked at it. It was indeed good.

Snow swallow comes from the wood of apple tree, which is similar to peach gum. The consumption of snow swallow in Myanmar has a history of thousands of years. In ancient times, it was exclusively supplied to the imperial palace. In later generations, many women also ate it for beauty.

In later generations, there are many new sweet soups made from snow swallow, which are very delicious. Just hearing the name, she has already associated several dishes with it.

"Weigh some for me to try."

Chu Yueqing happily decided to develop new products. If they don't sell well, she can eat them herself!

"There are also peach gum, mung beans and red beans. Weigh ten kilograms each for me."

Chu Yueqing bought things and pushed the stall out of the street market. Not far away, she saw many uniformed police officers pulling yellow strips in the streets. The hunched-backed grandfather next to him was so scared that he trembled all over and was soon helped away by the uniformed police.

Many citizens and neighbors whispered and discussed.

"It's a conspiracy, another murder."

"I heard the body was cut into pieces and put in colorful plastic bags, and the skin is gone."

"No skin? Human skin? Where would it go?"

"Who knows, the murderer is really crazy."

Chu Yueqing looked at the black air rising into the sky in the streets and pushed the stall past the police car that had stopped.

With a bang, the door of the police car was slammed shut.

Four people jumped out of the car, and the leading man immediately took out his police ID to show the uniformed police. He raised the cordon with his slender hands and bent down to enter the murder scene.

The other three male detectives looked at each other and followed.

"Sir Lin." The man first greeted the sergeant of the assault team who was guarding the scene, "What's the situation at the scene?"

"Sir Zhou." Sir Lin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the guys from the serious crime squad arrive, and led their men into the damp alley, "I don't know how lucky I am today. I brought a group of guys to patrol, and I encountered someone reporting a case just after the shift change."

"According to the grandfather who picked up garbage, the first thing he saw when he opened the plastic bag was a large piece of ribs. He thought it was the bad meat thrown away by the pork seller in the market, so he was going to drag it home to feed the dog, but he saw a whole head underneath."

Sir Lin said as he led the man to the scene.

With a high level of vigilance in his eyes, the man first observed the environment in the street and then turned his attention to the colorful plastic bags containing the corpses next to the damp and dirty trash cans. He took out white gloves from his pocket and put them on, "Is the forensic doctor here?"

"They will be at the scene soon." After Sir Lin reported, he handed over the scene to his CID colleagues.

The three police detectives also followed to take a look. Everyone put on their gloves and Zhou Fengxu opened the zipper. When they saw the corpse chopped into pieces in the colored tape, their expressions changed suddenly.

The whole corpse was skinned, like a piece of pork, with distinct layers of fat and flesh.

Gan Yizu, who was at the far end, couldn't hold it back and ran to the end of the alley to vomit.

The experienced old policeman Luo Qizhong shook his head, "It's really pitiful, there's not a piece of skin on the whole body, is it another case of ghost killing people?"

"Ghost killing people?" Gan Yizu wiped his mouth with a pack of tissues after vomiting, and he didn't know what to say.

Shi Boren explained: "You didn't know that you were on holiday the day before yesterday. We received a case of death caused by coffin nails. The deceased was holding the coffin nails."

Shi Boren clenched his hands up and down against the top of his head, simulating the technique, "It penetrated from the top of the head, bleeding from all seven orifices. At first, I thought it was murder, but after checking and according to the testimony of witnesses, it was determined to be suicide."

Shi Boren finished talking about the sealing of Ye Tianliang's coffin.

"The deceased used coffin nails to pierce his wife's skull, and then he went crazy and committed suicide. If it wasn't a ghost killing someone, then what else could it be..."

Zhou Fengxu interrupted, "I asked you to check the footprints by the well, how is the progress?"

Shi Boren was stunned, his neck retracted, and he muttered, "There is no surveillance and no witnesses, only a pile of human footprints by the well, how can I check it?"

"You also know human footprints? How can a person become a ghost?" Zhou Fengxu stared at the body in the colorful plastic bag, and did not forget to remind Shi Boren, "Ask the forensic department to keep the footprint information, the other party will reveal the truth sooner or later."

He never believed in ghosts killing people.

Where there is a crime, there will be the truth.

The coffin nail suicide case is too bizarre, and he will definitely find clues and connect the doubts.

The forensic doctor arrived at the scene carrying a box.

Everyone stopped chatting.

The three squatting people stood up one after another and began to survey the scene...