During this time, he has been sustained by his belief in revenge.
Now, before he could even make a move, his first enemy had crippled both legs. The joy he felt was indescribable.
Holding onto the stool, he sat down again.
Qian Jianye began to fidget with his cane, staring at Song Qingyi with ill intent.
Since that day, Song Qingyi has instigated Qian Xiaojun and Qian Xiaomei to go to Song Qingyi's place.
He disappeared right before his eyes.
If, after these past few months, he still can't figure out the ins and outs of this whole mess, he might just take a rope and hang himself.
The deaths of his wife, Song Meihua, and others are definitely related to Song Qingyi.
Moreover, he had recently heard that Song Qingyi was in jail because of this incident.
But for some reason, she came out again.
"Yes, my leg was also caused by Song Qingqing."
You and I have become strangers in this world.
Now, she's living a very successful life, earning tens of thousands of yuan a month every day, and opening one vegetable store after another.
"Are you really going to let her go like this?" Song Qingyi stopped pretending and finally revealed her dark side in front of Qian Jianye.
And she blamed Song Qingqing entirely for the fact that her legs had been crippled.
That time, she didn't know exactly what happened.
However, she was indeed ruined because of Song Qingqing.
That's right.
"Good riddance. Even if she hadn't been crippled, I would have crippled your legs."
"Song Qingyi, you're even more despicable than Song Qingqing." Twisting his cane forcefully, Qian Jianye glared at Song Qingyi and continued, "I haven't forgotten that you were responsible for Meihua's death."
Although Qian Jianye didn't particularly like Song Meihua, he was still very angry that his two children were left without a mother because of Song Qingyi.
Therefore, he had long wanted to take revenge on Song Qingyi.
This time, she came to our door in person, which is perfect.
However, Song Qingyi was no pushover either; the fact that she came meant she was confident she could get out.
"Qian Jianye, you've misunderstood me."
In the end, it was all Song Qingqing's fault, and had nothing to do with me.
Otherwise, she would have told her grandmother that she had money.
"My aunt won't be in any trouble either." Song Qing shifted all the blame onto Song Qingqing.
Qian Jianye didn't believe it.
"Oh, really? It's really none of your business?"
Then why did all the plum blossoms die, and only you survived?
Why did you leave without even saying goodbye to me after she died?
Our family owes you nothing.
Besides, when they went to Huangcheng, it was all for a share of your money.
In the end, they not only didn't get a single penny, but they also lost their lives.
Moreover, I also heard that someone obtained evidence last time, saying that you were the one who harmed Meihua and the others.
Song Qingyi, you are much more ruthless than Song Qingqing. You kill without blinking an eye, and one kill can wipe out a whole group.
How dare someone like you come up to me and say that Song Qingqing is at fault?
She was wrong, but what good have you done?" As he said this, Qian Jianye tightened his grip on his cane with his right hand.
Song Qingyi hadn't expected that Qian Jianye knew so much.
But it doesn't matter, she still has her ultimate weapon.
"Qian Jianye, you've misunderstood. If I really did kill my aunt and grandmother, then why am I still out here?"
I know....."
As Song Qingyi spoke, her small hand began to move up to her own chest.
In the end, Song Qingyi still managed to leave safely.
The next day, Song Qingqing went to the vegetable garden and found that it was growing all kinds of seasonal vegetables, which pleased her greatly.
After standing in the vegetable garden with Song Guoqiang, we had a long chat.
Song Qingqing went to the vegetable store in Xingfu Community.
Today is the opening day of this vegetable store, and as the owner, I naturally have to go and make sure it's a success.
When they arrived, everyone was busy running around, but as soon as they saw Song Qingqing, they immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted her.
"Please organize the bags and hang them on the vegetable basket."
"Please tidy up the floor; we're about to open for business."
"......"
Upon entering the store, Song Qingqing immediately sensed a tense atmosphere.
The way that unlucky guy points his finger at the world is actually quite endearing.
Most importantly, this is Song Qingqing's capable assistant, a talent who helps her make money.
"Does it start at nine o'clock?" The unlucky guy immediately stepped forward to confirm when he saw Song Qingqing arrive.
"Okay, it will start promptly at nine o'clock." Song nodded gently.
Before long, it was time for the grand opening. Song Qingqing personally lit the firecrackers and then shouted at the top of her lungs, "Grand opening! For every dollar spent on groceries, get a free pack of tissues!"
At her shout, a group of middle-aged women rushed inside.
They were picking and choosing, creating quite a lively scene.
Nothing particularly special happened that day.
Moreover, the store's business is doing quite well.
Of course, it's still not as good as the vegetable shops on Huanle Street.
But earning 500 yuan a day is still possible.
However, her good fortune didn't last long. The very next day, while she was at school, a second vegetable shop appeared across from the Happiness Community.
At the same time, youth communities also emerged.
Only in Huanle Street is there no one competing for business for the time being.
Song Qingqing heard about this when she returned to Huanle Street at noon.
"A store really appeared overnight."
"This boss is awful, just like Wang Panpan." The unlucky guy was furious when he talked about it.
He was just thinking about doing his best when a competitor appeared.
The other party started doing it without saying a word.
It was obvious they wanted to catch them off guard.
"What are their prices?" Song Qingqing asked calmly; she was used to this kind of thing.
"The prices are the same, but their promotional offers are better than ours."
We sent them paper, they sent them mooncakes instead.
"Send mooncakes?" Song Qingqing became interested.
"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, isn't it? They've really hit the nail on the head when they do this."
"As soon as they launched this event this morning, they stole half of our store's business." The unlucky guy looked worried as he said this.
Right now, he doesn't even know what to do.
Should we increase the volume of deliveries?
But others can do that too.
Song remained silent, her right hand unconsciously touching her chin, looking like an old scholar.
But after thinking for a moment, she realized that they seemed to have no choice but to compete.
If you don't compete, you'll go bankrupt.
However, we need to rethink how to argue this dispute.
"Do you have any good ideas? Any ideas that can change our current predicament?" Song Qingqing asked, her gaze fixed intently on the unlucky man.
The latter blushed slightly under her gaze and stammered, "I don't have any good ideas either. The only thing I can think of is to increase the discounts."
Their mooncakes cost less than 50 cents.
We could send something worth six cents, like laundry detergent or toothpaste.
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