Chapter 220 Being a Scapegoat

Shi Cuifeng came out with a bag of bones and gave it to Aunt Wang reluctantly, saying, "They are all here!"

"Xiao Jiang, can you see if anything is missing?"

Aunt Wang didn't believe her and asked Jiang Hanyan to come and take a look.

"I bought exactly five kilograms. This bag should be less than five kilograms, right?" Jiang Hanyan picked it up and found the weight was obviously wrong. Besides, the bones had been soaked in water, so it should be heavier.

"I've taken them all out. If you don't believe me, go search the kitchen!"

Shi Cuifeng cried out that she was innocent. Jiang Hanyan gave her a mocking look, walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took out a bag of bones, at least half of which were hidden inside.

"I bought this bone yesterday!"

Shi Cuifeng shouted loudly, but no one believed her. She was extremely stingy. She was not only stingy with outsiders, but also with herself. Out of 365 days in a year, she ate pickled vegetables and tofu for 300 days, and cabbage and tofu for the remaining 65 days. She only bought some meat during the New Year and other festivals.

It's not a festival now, how could this miser be willing to buy bones to eat?

Aunt Wang glared at him, took out the bones, stuffed them into the bag, and handed them to Jiang Hanyan.

Shi Cuifeng muttered something under her breath, but I couldn't make out what she was saying, but it was definitely not something nice.

"You picked up those shoes, didn't you?"

Jiang Hanyan walked to the door, pointed at the pair of leather shoes and asked.

Shi Cuifeng's face changed slightly, and she shouted confidently: "I didn't pick it up from you, I found it on the street."

She waited there for ten minutes, but no one came to claim them. Of course she took the nice leather shoes home, and they fit her feet perfectly, as if they were made to measure for her.

Jiang Hanyan smiled and said meaningfully: "Take advantage of small gains and suffer big losses, be careful not to lose your life!"

After saying that, she went out with the bones. She must eat the braised bones tonight, she had to eat them!

"You are so young, how can you speak? Listen to what nonsense she said, she cursed me to death, oh, I am so angry, I can't breathe, Lao Zhu, bring me some Fengyoujing!"

Shi Cuifeng held her chest and breathed heavily, her face looking very ugly. Aunt Wang thought she was pretending at first and was about to scold her, but she saw that she kept rolling her eyes, it seemed that she was really unable to hold on.

Aunt Wang decisively pinched Shi Cuifeng's philtrum. Old Zhu was always slow in doing anything and still hadn't found the Fengyoujing. He couldn't be relied on at all.

"Ouch...be gentle!"

Shi Cuifeng woke up, feeling a burning pain under her nose. If she looked in the mirror, she could see deep nail marks from Aunt Wang's pinching.

"If I don't focus on it, will you wake up? Are you having a heart attack? This is serious. Don't be reluctant to part with the money. Go to the hospital and get checked out!"

Although Aunt Wang was annoyed with this person, she still kindly gave him a reminder.

"I'm in good health, but I've been feeling a bit down these past few days."

Shi Cuifeng went to find some Fengyoujing and rubbed it under her nose. She felt much better and complained to everyone about the bad luck that had happened in the past few days.

"What did Xiao Jiang say just now? Is there something wrong with these shoes?" someone suddenly said.

Everyone looked at the leather shoes on the shoe cabinet. The shoes were lying quietly and looked no different from ordinary shoes, but at this moment everyone felt that the shoes were eerie. People who were close to the shoe cabinet involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Could these be the shoes of a dead person?" someone whispered.

The room suddenly became cold and everyone felt scared.

"Pah, pah, pah, how could such nice shoes belong to a dead person? I picked them up on the street. Who would throw a dead person's shoes on the street?" Shi Cuifeng was furious. She could wear such nice shoes for more than ten years. She really has no way of talking.

"Xiao Jiang would definitely not say those things for no reason. There is definitely something wrong with these shoes."

"Aunt Shi, has everything been going wrong since you found the shoes?"

Shi Cuifeng's heart skipped a beat. It seemed to be true?

"That was a coincidence, it had nothing to do with the shoes!"

Shi Cuifeng was still stubborn and she was reluctant to throw away such nice shoes.

"Believe it or not, Xiao Jiang is really capable. Today, Xiao Hu's daughter almost died, but was saved by Xiao Jiang. You better be careful!"

Aunt Wang gave them a warning and left with everyone else without further persuasion.

Shi Cuifeng curled her lips and slammed the door. She didn't believe that Xiao Hu's daughter was a sickly woman. Maybe she was just recovering from her illness. That Jiang looked like a vixen. She was quite good at seducing men. Hum! "Hiss..."

Shi Cuifeng suddenly shivered with cold, and hurriedly went into the house to put on a cotton-padded jacket. Seeing her wrapped up in cotton, Old Zhu couldn't help but say, "Why don't you throw away your shoes..."

"Why are you throwing away such nice shoes? You'll be struck by lightning if you throw them away!"

He had only said half of his words when Shi Cuifeng started to curse him. Old Zhu shrank back and shut his mouth, not daring to persuade him any further.

After Jiang Hanyan returned home, she blanched the bones first, then added seasonings and spices and put them in a pressure cooker, which would be faster.

In the kitchen, white steam was bubbling from the pressure cooker. Jiang Hanyan stir-fried some vegetables and cooked some tomato and egg soup, and put them on the table. They would be able to eat when Lu Chen came back soon.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Lu Chen didn't wait for him, but instead waited for Aunt Wang, who came to inquire about the shoes.

"Xiao Jiang, what's up with those shoes? Will Shi Cuifeng be in trouble?"

Jiang Hanyan smiled and said truthfully: "Something bad will happen, and your life will be in danger!"

Aunt Wang was so frightened that her face turned pale. She asked in a trembling voice, "Is this... is this shoe poisonous?"

"It's not poisonous, but evil. A dying person deliberately threw these shoes on the road, waiting for people to pick them up. Whoever wears these shoes will be that person's scapegoat." Jiang Hanyan said carefully.

"Is there such a method? This is too immoral. Aren't you afraid of retribution?" Aunt Wang frowned. Even if Shi Cuifeng loved to take advantage of small gains, it was not a crime punishable by death.

Jiang Hanyan smiled and said, "Aunt, that person is about to die, what retribution is she afraid of?"

Aunt Wang nodded, that's true.

"Xiao Jiang, will it be okay if we don't wear those shoes?"

Aunt Wang thought about it and decided to throw away the pair of leather shoes to save Shi Cuifeng's life.

Jiang Hanyan shook her head, "It's already been through, there's no point throwing it away, I have to find an expert to crack it."

"Xiao Jiang, can you crack it?"

"Yes, but I charge a lot."

Jiang Hanyan told the truth, Shi Cuifeng had no friendship price, this person was so annoying.

Aunt Wang knew very well that Xiao Jiang must be fed up with Shi Cuifeng, as seriously as Xiao Hu's daughter, yet Xiao Jiang only charged her fifty yuan.

"It's okay. Shi Cuifeng's son runs a factory and is rich!" Aunt Wang revealed the truth and told Jiang Hanyan to just report a higher figure.

"Her son is so rich, why is he still so greedy?"

Jiang Hanyan couldn't understand why Shi Cuifeng lived in a house with a very simple decoration. The TV was an old 17-inch black and white TV, and there were many old furniture. Even a chair with a broken leg was still in use. She didn't look like a rich family at all, and everything looked shabby.

Aunt Wang curled her lips and said, "She just doesn't think clearly. Her son is rich and filial, her daughter is well off, and she and Old Zhu both have pensions, but she lives like a beggar every day."

She was reluctant to eat and wear. No matter how hot it was in the summer, she would not use a fan, but would just fan herself with a broken palm-leaf fan. She also went outside to pick up waste every day. Her garage and balcony were full of waste. Even someone as frugal as Aunt Wang couldn't stand it.

Jiang Hanyan frowned. Is this masochism? Saving so much money to bring to the coffin? (End of this chapter)