Mu Yunhan listened quietly, this must be a grudge, taking advantage of your illness to kill you.
Moreover, the Zhou family's style seems to be that they don't want to give money at all, they just want to occupy the land for free.
When the woman stopped crying, she asked, "What happened to Zhuangzi's dead man?"
The woman said angrily: "One died of illness ten years ago, and the other died accidentally from a fall while repairing a house three years ago. Who has never had a death in his family? More people died in his family than in ours."
Mu Yunhan asked again: "I heard that there are also some problems with the water source."
The woman said: "We originally had our own canal, but it was dug and cut off. My husband was seriously ill and couldn't argue with them, so he was choked by seven inches."
She suddenly remembered something and quickly explained: "Of course, the ditch will be ready for use once it is repaired. You look like you are capable and lucky, so they will definitely not dare to make trouble with you."
"What about the road? If we build a new one, is there any room to build it?"
This is the most important thing. If the Song family's land is completely surrounded by other people's houses and no roads can be built, then this Zhuangzi is really not worth buying.
The man came in with the slaughtered chicken and said loudly: "Girl, I know this. Our family has a piece of land that goes all the way to the official road. If you want to rebuild the road, just build it there. It will save more than this road."
It’s a long distance, but it’s a lot of money, so it’s not a good deal for you!”
The woman glared at him fiercely. He was shocked and made a speechless mistake. He lowered his head and stopped talking.
Mu Yunhan walked out with a smile and asked the couple to cook.
I heard the woman scolding the man in a low voice: "You're so stupid. If you hadn't ignored the young master and made him lose his temper, I wouldn't be so ill and be bullied like this.
I don’t blame you, I asked you to handle such an important thing, but you can’t even handle it well. Let me ask you, if Zhuangzi can’t be sold, will you let me die?”
The man was silent for a while, then suddenly started crying quietly.
The woman scolded him in a low voice: "Why are you crying? You can only cry! The Zhou family who kills a thousand people is so immoral..."
She started crying herself, and suddenly she shouted: "What are you doing? Put down the knife and don't go out! Can you kill them?"
The man ran out with a polished kitchen knife and ran out with a red face.
Mu Yunhan coughed, and Mu Jie subdued him gently.
The woman chased her out crying, snatched the knife from the man's hand, and beat him on the chest hard: "You worthless losers, even if you kill them, I will only die!"
Mu Yunhan asked Mu Jie to let go of his hands without trying to persuade him, and just watched the couple fighting.
No one tried to persuade her, but the woman soon couldn't cry any more. She let go of the man and stood up, wiping her tears and saying, "We're letting the guests see the joke."
Mu Yunhan was noncommittal.
Gou Sheng'er and others who were guarding outside ran in and said: "A group of people came and dug the road there. They dug all the roads! How are we going to get out later!"
Mu Yunhan looked at the couple with a smile.
The man's face turned red and he seemed to be very talkative, but he was henpecked and only looked at women.
"These are the murderers!" the woman screamed and ran out, shouting curses, and received even more obscene and vicious curses from the other party.
Xiaomi couldn't stand it anymore and advised: "Forget it, why bother arguing with them?"
"How are you going to get out later?" The woman's grievance found a breakthrough, her eyes were red and she wiped tears.
Mu Yunhan said: "You don't have to worry about this. As long as it's not a mountain of swords and a sea of fire outside, we can get out." (To be continued)