"Your Meiyue, she is so evil that she is still thinking about the young master of Fat Ya's family. She actually spreads rumors everywhere that Fat Ya is a monster. This was just exposed by Fat Ya. You said it is not good for her to offend anyone. But
Offend that petty fat girl? Even I can't fight her, can someone like your Meiyue do it?"
He Guihua said, suddenly turning her eyes: "But, old sister-in-law, there is something I said that you don't want to hear. You... you really gave birth to a powerful daughter, you actually thought of such a move, and before
She has also secretly seduced the leader of the village many times. It’s really amazing. You can’t tell it. She’s a pretty serious kid on weekdays. I was thinking before that your Meiyue is pretty good, so she’ll just marry my Douzi to improve her.
The descendant of our family. I didn’t expect this child to be like this. Fortunately, I didn’t tell him. He must be a restless master if he marries her back. When the time comes, my Qiandou’s head will be colorful. Our old Qian family will owe a lot to us.
It has been improved. I’m not sure if it’s my own or not!”
It has to be said that He Guihua's bad mouth will do more harm than good. Qian Chen's face turned blue and white, and white and blue again.
But he didn't dare to say anything, after all, He Guihua was not someone to be trifled with.
After He Guihua finished speaking, she saw Qian Chen looking into the distance blankly: "Hey, don't look, I won't be able to go back for a while. This Meiyue was detained by Fat Ya in Fenghuang Village. She said she was waiting to find out who the animals in the village were.
Is the person who was poisoned to death related to your Meiyue family? If not, he might be released!"
When Mrs. Qian Chen heard this, she felt dark in her heart, and nodded absently to He Guihua: "Oh...that's it, then it's okay. Her aunt, you go do your work first!"
He Guihua nodded and sighed: "Hey, you have to take good care of yourself..."
After saying this, she hurried home without thinking about what the old lady behind her would do after hearing what she said.
Besides, Qian Meiyue's mother, Mrs. Qian Chen, had mixed feelings in her heart after hearing what He Guihua said. She felt sorry for her daughter's suffering over the years, but she couldn't agree that she actually did such a thing.
With all these things happening, how can I continue to live in Qianjia Village in the future, and how can I face Qian Caibao and his family?
At the same time, she recalled what He Guihua said and remembered that those animals were not killed by monsters, but by poison.
Thinking of this, she remembered that her daughter came back from outside yesterday afternoon and there were some poisonous castor beans in the basket. She had thought that her daughter was going to use the castor beans to string bracelets. After all, country girls did not have the conditions to buy pearls. In her mind, castor beans were long.
It's quite good, and it looks pretty good when strung together, but it's very poisonous if ground into powder.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Qian Chen's eyes flashed. She remembered that after dark last night, Meiyue went out secretly. She didn't know when she came back. At that time, she told herself to go to the latrine, so she didn't pay attention. Later, she
Even though I was asleep, I didn't hear when she came back. This...couldn't be it. If the animals in this village were really poisoned to death, wouldn't it be Mizuki who did it?
Thinking of this, Mrs. Qian Chen was really panicked. She never expected that her delicate daughter would dare to do such a thing.
What to do now?
If he is really found out, he will be jailed...
After all, she is using the death of the villagers' animals to deal with Qian Duoduo, just to kill Qian Duoduo? When did her daughter become so vicious? If it is really found out that it is her, in the future...
...Is her life ruined?
Think about it, who would want to marry such a vicious woman? Aren’t you tired of living and are you afraid that one day you might put some poison in your tea and kill yourself?