Chapter 61 Wishful Thinking
Grandma Li sat on the kang as if no one was around, and glanced at the two sisters-in-law in front of her. She knew very well who they were.
They live in the same village and she does this job, so she has already figured out everyone's personality.
Isn't it because they have no other choice that this stingy couple would be willing to spend money to help her?
I was thinking about how to squeeze out some more money. I couldn't take any risks just for two dollars and a chicken.
"Grandma Li, my sister-in-law has an impatient personality. Look! Once the problem is solved, we will come back to send the chicken back. We won't let you help in vain."
Sun Erya hurried over and talked with a smile. She knew Granny Li. She was greedy for money and would not help anyone unless her requirements were met.
"Well, you know, the situation is very tight now, and I don't want to go on parade again, but we live in the same village. How about this! Tell me what you think, and I'll decide whether to help or not?"
Granny Li crossed her two fingers, which were like dead branches, and looked at the aunt and sister-in-law with a half-smile.
I have seen a lot of people in this line of work. Many of them have dark minds and don’t reveal them in front of outsiders, but they will be honest with her.
Maybe this is what bad people want to find someone to identify with them?
"It's like this, this girl seems to have become a different person now. After all, they are the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, so I want to ask Granny Li to help drive away the evil spirit and restore her to her previous state."
Zhao Cuihua felt sorry for the money and the chicken, but she felt even more sorry for Li Sihui's four years of work points. She gritted her teeth and decided to ask her eldest brother for the money, since Li Sihui was going to be given to his paralyzed son as a wife.
"Restore her to her original state? The silly girl who allowed you to manipulate her? Let her marry your paralyzed nephew?"
Granny Li laughed as unpleasantly as an old crow and mercilessly pointed out her wishful thinking towards Zhao Cuihua.
"yes."
Zhao Cuihua gritted her teeth and agreed with bated breath. She felt ashamed that her dark thoughts were exposed.
"Well, you know, if I want to work, I also need the other person's hair. Did you bring it?"
Granny Li stopped her unpleasant and shrill laughter, her face turned cold, and she spread out her hands.
"I brought it. I brought it."
When Sun Erya saw that this was a yes, she hurriedly took out a lock of hair from her pocket and put it on the table, not knowing if it was enough.
"This is all we can get. Do you think this is enough?"
She asked tentatively. Granny Li glanced at the table and frowned slightly. She thought that the person whose hair was pulled must be in great pain because so much hair could be pulled out.
Nodding to indicate that it was enough, Sun Erya and Zhao Cuihua smiled at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
I’m really worried that if Grandma Li doesn’t say enough, no one will be able to get close to Li Sihui anymore.
Zhao Jinchen heard what the women said outside the window, frowned, and left gracefully.
He didn't think that Granny Li could really call the shots, but he thought it was hateful that these people were plotting against a poor girl.
After returning home and telling the story, Zhao Yaozu took several key members of the village and went to Grandma Li's house in the dark.
Li Sihui didn't know all this. After eating a rabbit, she and her brother still felt half full. How empty must the original owner's stomach be?
Looking at the kang that was scraped to pieces, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
"Let's find a plank to lay on the ground and sleep on. We'll go find the village chief tomorrow."
Li Sihui told her brother that he should just do these things since the wound on his forehead had healed anyway.
"Sister, let me put up the kang!"
Li Jianguo spoke softly. He had seen adults build a kang before. Besides, there was still a frame now, which could be built with some yellow mud, which was better than laying wooden boards on the ground.
"Why? Whoever dug it should take the blame? His work points were deducted, and you feel bad about it?"
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