Under Pei Yaozhou's gaze, Ning Yimeng gave up struggling and confessed honestly.
"You, you will be disappointed. Mom has been dead for so many years, and many things have changed and become worse..." Ning Yimeng said with her head down.
Pei Yaozhou sneered: "What could be worse than your mother being forced to death by them?"
Ning Yimeng choked.
"All the facilities that grandma named after my mother have been renamed by my dad. Now this road is called Ningsheng Road. The base stations, pharmacies, and convenience stores in the town that grandma paid for have all been renamed. I'm afraid you'll be angry if you see this..."
Ning Yimeng said this and lowered her head in shame.
When she looked up again, she saw that her uncle had already maneuvered the wheelchair and continued to move forward.
Ning Yimeng quickly chased after him and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, why don't you say a word? Aren't you angry?"
Pei Yaozhou ignored her, but Ajie beside him spoke.
"Miss Ning, even if Ningyuan Town is remote, what can be hidden from the Pei family and from the eyes of the Third Master? The Third Master has known all these things for a long time, and the reason why..."
"Ajie." Pei Yaozhou interrupted coldly.
Ajie immediately covered his mouth and dared not speak anymore.
Ning Yimeng's face was full of confusion. No matter how she winked at Ajie, Ajie just pretended not to see it.
She had no choice but to swallow her curiosity and digest it herself.
*
On the other side, Qiao Ruoxi followed the former Yaolin Road and found the only hotel in Ningyuan Town as Pei Yaori said.
The hotel is a three-story house with a small courtyard. It looks shabby from the outside and it is obvious that it has not been renovated for many years.
However, this yard is extremely lively.
Four people were sitting at an octagonal table, and several people were standing around watching.
One of the men was wearing a dirty white shirt and black suit pants. He took off his leather shoes and stepped on the bench, staring at the deck of cards in front of him with his eyes wide open.
The bearded man next to him said with a smile, "Ah Sheng, stop playing after this round and go home to coax your wife. If you keep losing, I'm afraid you'll have to bet even your underwear."
The man in the white shirt was so mad he pointed at his own shirt and asked, "Do you know what this is called?"
The people around laughed: "It's just a shirt."
The man twitched his lips and said, "Do you know how much this shirt I'm wearing cost?"
Everyone laughed cheerfully: "It's just made of white cloth, it only costs about ten yuan at most."
The man fumbled around for a moment, pulled out the uncut tag, and pointed it out to everyone: "Come on, read it out, how much is it?"
One of them took a look and his eyes widened instantly.
"Five, five hundred and eight? Five hundred and eight for this shirt?"
The man pointed at his suit pants proudly and said, "These pants are 630 yuan, and these shoes are 4200 yuan. They were all bought by the girl. The children you gave birth to are all money-losing goods, but the one I gave birth to is a cash cow."
"Let me tell you, if you sell any item in my house, it would be enough for you to eat for a lifetime. Are you afraid that I don't have enough money to gamble with you?"
The bearded man quickly smiled and waved his hands, "How dare we say you don't have money? You're so lucky! You married a wealthy wife, and the whole town is benefiting from you. If the eldest daughter of the Pei family hadn't died early, wouldn't you have become a wealthy son-in-law?"
The man snorted coldly: "If you can't give birth to a son, even if you don't die, you'll still be useless. But if you give birth to a cash cow, it can be considered a merit for our Ning family."
"Yes, yes, having a rich daughter is much more promising than having a son!" someone echoed.
"Bah! How can a girl compare to a son? The legacy of our Ning family still has to be carried on by my son Hu Zi. A girl is a girl. Now that the eldest girl is back, let her pay off the money for her brother's house in the city in one lump sum!"
When everyone heard this, their eyes turned red with envy: "How much does it cost to buy a house in the city at once?"
The man raised his neck proudly. "It's only about a million. After Hu Zi graduates, our whole family will move to the city. I tell you, by then, even if you want me to go with you, you won't have the chance!"
Hearing this, everyone came forward, some offering cigarettes, some bringing water, and some massaging shoulders and legs.
"Brother Sheng, we are from the same town. When you go to the city, you must remember us poor relatives!"
"Yes, Brother Sheng, my son also wants to go to school in the city. Can you help him?"
"Brother Sheng, my daughter is sixteen this year and very pretty. Our two families know each other well, so how about we arrange the marriage this year? We don't ask for much in terms of betrothal gifts, how about one hundred thousand?"
The man snorted, "One hundred thousand! These days, city girls not only don't ask for betrothal gifts, they even pay for dowries. Our mother-in-law rushes to take care of the children, and we don't have to worry about anything. My Huzi doesn't want to marry a city girl, but your daughter. Is there something wrong with my brain?"
Everyone was stunned: "Is this true? Not asking for a betrothal gift but paying a dowry, isn't that the same as marrying into your family? Will she steal your child's surname?"
"If they dare, I will let my son break the woman's legs. If she is crippled, it will be taken to court and considered domestic violence. We can settle the case in court. Do you think her family dares to do that?" The man was very proud.
Everyone seemed to have opened the door to a new world, praising the man repeatedly: "He really is the only one in our village who has attended university. Brother Sheng is knowledgeable and cultured!"
The man looked at everyone and touched his chin.
"My eldest daughter is of marriageable age now. Whoever can afford the 800,000 yuan betrothal gift will be my wife!" the man calculated.
Everyone was puzzled again: "Brother Sheng, didn't you just say that girls don't want a betrothal gift these days? Why are you asking for such a huge amount, 800,000?"
The man sneered, "The girl is a cash cow, eight hundred thousand is a bargain for you!"
"Giving 800,000 yuan as a betrothal gift is okay since she's a bit old and has a disability?" a middle-aged man with a cane asked in a low voice.
The man waved his hand and said, "The betrothal gifts are here, and the people are here. No bargaining!"
The middle-aged man suddenly smiled happily: "Okay, okay!"
Pei Yaori couldn't stand it anymore and rushed over in anger.
Qiao Ruoxi originally didn't intend to care, but suddenly saw dark clouds gathering above her head.
She counted with her fingers, her eyes changed slightly, a faint light flashed at her fingertips, and she pulled Pei Yaori back.
"Let me go, I want to suck all the Yang energy out of that trash. Such a person is not worthy of being Yaolin's husband, and not worthy of being Mengmeng's father!" Pei Yaori opened his bloody mouth and roared angrily.
"Heaven punishes sins, and one cannot respond to them."
As soon as Qiao Ruoxi finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck down.
With a "crack", the Eight Immortals Table cracked in the middle.
Everyone was stunned.
Pei Yaori was also stunned. The place where the thunder struck was exactly where he had just stood. If Qiao Ruoxi hadn't pulled him back, he would have been killed!
There was another loud thunder and heavy rain began to fall from the sky.
It was not until everyone in the yard was soaked like drowned rats that they came to their senses and hurriedly retreated into the hotel.
They complained while shaking off the rain on their bodies, and looked up to find that there was one more person in the hotel!
Qiao Ruoxi glanced at everyone and opened her red lips slightly: "Who is the boss? Arrange accommodation."
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