Su Xieqiu cursed inwardly, then sat on a wooden stake in the backyard and started eating.
Ever since he knew that the original owner went to the underworld to ask for her identity back, Su Xieqiu no longer felt any guilt towards her.
Since this is her life, it is understandable to change it back. But how she lives in the future depends on her own luck.
Although it was the ghost's fault, the King of Hell handled it fairly and gave her a golden finger as compensation.
Su Xieqiu was very satisfied with the outcome.
After she finished eating the cucumber and tomato, she slowly returned to her room.
He pushed the smelly quilt on the kang aside and lay down to sleep.
The wound on her head was quite serious and she had to rest for a while to avoid any sequelae. Otherwise, she would be the one to suffer in the future.
Su Xieqiu was awakened by the voices of Han Meili and Zhang Qianyun making indirect accusations.
Zhang Qianyun whispered something, and Han Meili said loudly in a sarcastic tone:
"Second sister-in-law, she has someone to back her up now, how could she take us seriously? Didn't you see that she even dared to snatch her parents' egg custard this morning? She has no manners at all. I don't know how her parents in the city taught their daughter."
Su Xieqiu stretched lazily and thought to himself, he really only remembers the food and not the beating.
It seems that I was too lenient with the attack yesterday, and these two people have not learned their lesson at all.
She jumped off the kang and slammed the door open.
Zhang Qianyun and Han Meili, who were cooking in the kitchen, were startled.
Seeing that Su Xieqiu was staring at them, the two of them looked away guiltily.
Su Xieqiu walked to the kitchen door and said coldly, "What's wrong? Are you mute? You were scolding me very vigorously just now. Keep going. It's better for everyone to hear how my stepmother-in-law taught her daughter to scold her sister-in-law."
She picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board and swung it twice. When Zhang Qianyun wasn't paying attention, she grabbed her braid and said gloomily:
"Don't think I don't know that you're behind this. If I hear you making up stories about me and sowing discord again, I'll chop you up."
After saying that, he raised his knife and cut off half of Zhang Qianyun's braid.
He grinned and threw the hair in his hand into the pot. The smell of burnt hair instantly spread throughout the kitchen.
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