The villagers saw it and all pointed and laughed.
Actually, if it weren't for Foreman Liu's intervention, they would have helped the Qiao family too.
It just seems that Foreman Liu, with so many strong and burly men, is more intimidating.
Old Mrs. Shen was worried that someone might steal her chickens and ducks when no one was home, so she ran the fastest.
Upon entering the courtyard, one sees Shen Liang sitting on the ground, holding something and examining it from all sides while chuckling.
Old Mrs. Shen seemed to find it somewhat familiar. Upon closer inspection, she saw a small, red-covered figure with countless needles stuck in its body.
She looked at the jar on the ground again and realized that the wind must have blown the jar down, causing the little figure to fall out.
But in her memory, this little figure didn't have this blood-red color.
On second thought, it might be that the curse on the Qiao family has taken effect. This is the blood of the Qiao family; this is the will of heaven.
Thinking of this, Old Lady Shen suddenly knelt down, stretched out her hands, and looked up at the sky.
"Heavens above, seeing how outrageous the Qiao family is, and seeing how much our Shen family has suffered in front of them, you can't stand it anymore."
"Do you want to make the Qiao family bleed, make them either die or be maimed, and make them suffer retribution?"
"Heaven has eyes."
The other members of the Shen family also returned. They saw the extra bloodstains on the little man's body and heard what Old Lady Shen said.
They knelt on the ground, thanking the heavens, some even with tears streaming down their faces.
They knew that today was the last time they would suffer a loss; starting tomorrow, it would be the Qiao family's turn to be unlucky.
When the villagers saw the Shen family like this, they couldn't help but stop and gossip outside.
When they saw what it was, everyone's expression changed.
"Isn't this like casting a voodoo doll? Good heavens, the Shen family actually casts voodoo dolls to curse people."
"Wow, how could they be so cruel? Aren't they afraid of getting retribution for doing this?"
Old Mrs. Shen laughed heartily: "The Qiao family is the one who suffered retribution; all the names of the Qiao family members are on this list."
Shen Liang tilted his head, trying to decipher the words on the little figure, and then read them aloud.
"The Shen family has been cursed for a hundred years. Once the curse is placed, it takes effect immediately. Even if it is burned or torn up, it will not work."
"Hehe, may you have bad luck for a hundred years."
He leaned closer to look at the other fonts, which were smaller.
"Shen Baishi, Bai Shuixian, eldest Shen Mingfu, second Shen Minglu, third Shen Mingshou—"
The Shen family members all got goosebumps.
They slowly turned their heads and looked at the little man.
"Shen Liang, you brat, what nonsense are you spouting? These are clearly the names of the Qiao family members on this." Boss Shen said sternly, but a sense of foreboding was creeping into his heart.
Shen Liang was terrified, his whole body trembled, and he continued reciting: "The Shen family will suffer misfortune for a hundred years. Once the curse is made, it will take effect immediately..."
Unable to bear it any longer, Boss Shen slapped the little man across the face and snatched him away.
"This kid must be crazy. He's thinking about his family, that's why he's saying their names. These are the names of the Qiao family members."
A villager who could barely read a few words came closer to take a look.
"It seems like the names on it really are from your Shen family."
"I recognize the character '沉' (chén). Add the character '良' (liáng) to it, and it becomes '沉良' (chén liáng), doesn't it?"
"And that character 'Ming'—no one in the Qiao family has 'Ming' in their name. 'Bai,' Bai Shuixian—isn't that Aunt Shen's name?"
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