097. Whose ancestral tomb is buried with a pig?

Zhao Xue thought there were too many people here, so she stiffened her neck and said, "Sheng Chunxiang, if you dare to fight me, I'm not afraid of you!"

Sheng Chunxiang kicked Zhao Xue away.

"I didn't do anything, so you should be afraid of me, right?"

After beating the man, Sheng Chunxiang turned around and left. Pei Qingyuan glanced coldly at Zhao Xue in the distance and also went home.

Zhao Xue lay on the ground, crying in pain and grievance.

Bully.

Sheng Chunxiang is such a bully.

Pei family.

Sheng Chunxiang sat on the sofa and suddenly thought of something.

No wonder everyone is hostile to Sheng Chunxiang, but Zhao Xue is so hostile. It turns out that she is a bootlicker of the male protagonist Li Jianshe!

What you can't get is the best. Zhao Xue likes Li Jianshe, but she can't be a bootlicker as good as the original owner, and she can't compete with Qian Meili as her white moonlight.

She didn't dare to offend Qian Meili, and she was no match for Qian Meili in terms of being a green tea girl.

Then I can only use my strength on Sheng Chunxiang.

It's a pity that the original owner ignored her, but the current witch Sheng Chunxiang is not used to her.

Not long.

The old widow and Zhao Qingya came back, and the mother and daughter moved all their things away.

Sheng Chunxiang was sitting on the sofa, as if she didn't see them, and was trying hard to think about the plot.

After moving the last bag of things, Zhao Guihua stopped packing and looked at Pei Qingyuan.

"Pei Qingyuan, I didn't expect that you were not only unlearned but also had bronchitis.

If your grandmother knew that you were living like this, do you think she would be sad? "

To sow discord between husband and wife?

Pei Qingyuan glared at her and was about to hit her.

Zhao Guihua was so frightened that she ran away, "Pei Qingyuan! You are incompetent, you are afraid of your wife!"

Although the sound was not loud, Pei Qingyuan still heard it.

"Wife, we can't let the old widow have an easy time!"

Sheng Chunxiang nodded: "Of course, beating them won't make them learn their lesson, so we need to use a stronger version!"

Pei Qingyuan's eyes lit up: "What enhanced version?"

Sheng Chunxiang smiled evilly: "Expose her true colors and overturn her lair!"

Pei Qingyuan didn't quite understand it yet, but by the evening, he understood.

What my wife was talking about was going to the Zhao family’s cemetery in the countryside!

The old widow was really resourceful. She actually hid the valuable things in her ancestor's coffin!

Thanks to Sheng Chunxiang's discovery, the things were retrieved without even digging the grave.

Pei Qingyuan was so angry that he sneered: "Widow Zhao is so shameless. She put all our things in the coffin. Isn't this unlucky?"

Sheng Chunxiang nodded: "That's right. Besides, didn't she say that her ancestors were all cremated? Why is she burying them? Isn't this a lie?"

Pei Qingyuan: ???

Did the old widow say such a thing?

My wife said she said it, so she said it!

"Yes, it's not good for her to lie, so we have to help her!" Sheng Chunxiang had already taken out the gasoline.

What kind of ancestral tomb is this? There is only a pig in this tomb! And it is all alone in a place!

This is the place where the Zhao family hides things. In it are not only things given by Pei Qingyuan's mother and grandmother, but also many other things obtained through improper means.

A fire was lit and the couple stood aside and watched.

"Wife, our lives will definitely get better and better!"

"Hubby, the good days of Lao Deng and the old widow are over. I have decided that they should go wherever you went in your last life, and they should suffer the same thing as you did."

The couple had a joint plan.

When the fire was burning fiercely, people from the village far away came, and Lao Zhao's family also came.

Sheng Chunxiang pulled Pei Qingyuan and decisively hid in the space.

They were both very happy to see the old Zhao family members sitting on the ground and crying loudly.

Pei Qingyuan pointed at one of the families and said, "Isn't that Lu Bichi's family? In my previous life, I worked like a slave for them and ended up like this."

Sheng Chunxiang nodded: "Their family is really blessed. In this life, it is Lao Deng and the old widow's turn to repay them."

Pei Qingyuan was pleased: "Good!"

When the two came out of the space again, they were already in Pei's house, on their own beds.

Early the next morning, the two went to Pei Guokang's towel factory and the factory director's office.

Sheng Chunxiang handed over a letter: "Director, this is an anonymous letter reporting Pei Guokang and Widow Zhao. Fortunately, my husband and I were able to intercept it. Otherwise, the factory would have suffered heavy losses."

The factory director was completely stunned.

The young dandy received an anonymous letter, but instead of reporting it, he sent it to himself.

There is something fishy here.

After opening the letter and reading it, his face turned green!