Yang Yiguo's eyes fell on Yang Zimei, who had been silent all the time, and blinked, "Xiaomei, although Jianming is not as rich as that Hong Kong businessman, he is better because he is young, handsome, and generous with his actions. I think,
Instead of accompanying that old man who is old enough to be your grandfather, you might as well accompany Jianming."
"Yang Yiguo, what did you say?" Yang Qing heard the clues in the words and scolded him angrily.
"Hey, Yaqing, your Niuniu certainly knows what I'm talking about. Don't think that the daughter you raised is a pure and innocent girl. As everyone knows, she has already become an old man's bedding." Yang Yiguo mocked, "I just said
I don’t want to say it, but it’s just to give you face, it’s true that my kindness goes unpaid!”
"Niuniu!" Yang Qing turned to Yang Zimei with a stern look, "Is what he said true?"
"Niuniu, tell mom, what he said is all false. You can't be that shameless girl." Huang Xiuli asked, holding Yang Zimei's hand in fear.
Yang Zimei's eyes turned cold as she looked at Yang Yiguo——
Yang Yiguo felt a slight chill running down his spine, as if he had been cut by a cold blade. He hurriedly opened the door, "I'm going, I'm going, let's see how good you can be!"
"I don't know how good we can be, but I know for sure that you will soon be in trouble." Yang Zimei said coldly, "For the sake of my fellow villagers, I kindly remind you to be careful of car accidents!"
After saying that, she threw the things on the table and slammed the door.
Yang Yiguo picked up the things while cursing. His driving skills were very good, so there would be no car accidents.
Unexpectedly, less than five minutes after he drove, he accidentally hit a dump truck, causing his whole body to be broken and paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life.
This was not Yang Zimei's fault, it was just that she saw that he had this misfortune, so she was too lazy to teach him a lesson herself.
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"Niuniu, tell me!" After Yang Yiguo left, Yang Qing said sternly to Yang Zimei, "What did he say about the Hong Kong businessman just now?"
"Dad, who is Yang Yiguo? Do you believe what he says?" Yang Zimei said impatiently, "Today I went to the antique auction with Master Song and met Hong Kong businessman Huo Wenhua who helped him order Feng Shui graveyards when he was five years old.
He chatted for a few words and helped him resolve the peach blossom evil spirit by the way, what's wrong with that?"
"Huo Wenhua?" At this time, Huo Wenhua's reputation was already very great. Anyone with a little knowledge knew his name, and Yang Qing naturally knew it too.
"Yeah." Yang Zimei nodded.
"He is such a rich man, and he still wants you to help him get rid of his evil spirits?" Yang Qing asked in disbelief.
"Because your daughter is a genius fortune teller!"
After hearing her words, Yang Qing didn't say much. Originally, he didn't believe in Feng Shui and physiognomy, but since his family moved the graves, everything in the family was like dead trees blooming with spring, and he began to regain his vitality.
Step by step, his wife finally gave birth to two sons as Taoist Master Yuqing said.
"Niuniu, I heard that Yang Jianming is very bad and specializes in playing with girls. Now that he has fallen in love with you, what should we do?" Huang Xiuli asked worriedly.
Yang Qing was also worried.
He knows best the virtues of Yang Dejie and his son, and has also heard a lot about Yang Jianming's cruel and ridiculous things. Last month, a female middle school student was gang-raped to death by his gang, but Yang Dejie's hands and eyes were all over the place.
To prevent the parents from petitioning, force them to be sent to a mental hospital.