Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 67

"stop!"

A group of people rushed out of the gate, came to Ma Shi, and surrounded her.

"Don't try to run away. I know you. It's the boiled frog you sell at the entrance of Zhenxi Alley. Not long after eating, my second brother started to have diarrhea."

"Don't try to deny it, you must give us an explanation today!"

"There must be an explanation!"

"Let your village come out and uphold justice!"

"Give us an explanation!"

A group of people blocked Ma Shi's way, waving wooden sticks and dangling in front of her, making Ma Shi tremble with fright.

The villagers of Dashi Village couldn't see it, so they also followed, persuading: "If you have something to say, talk about it, is there any misunderstanding here?"

"Pooh!"

The leading man spit at Ma Shi's feet.

"Is there any misunderstanding? My second brother is standing here. You should keep your eyes open and take a good look. How weak he is is all caused by this poisonous woman."

The man pointed at Ma Shi fiercely, with a ferocious expression on his face, wishing to tear her into pieces.

After hearing this, the villagers of Dashi Village looked at the man with pale face and sloppy steps.

Sure enough, he looked sickly, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Even so, they still prefer Ma Shi in their hearts, since they belong to a village after all.

So he said, "You say it's the boiled frog sold by Zhou's second wife, who can prove it?"

"I can!"

A voice came from behind, and everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw several other strangers appearing in the village. In front of everyone, they raised their voices and said, "I am the second son of the old Zhang family in the next village. I can prove that she is the one who sells the boiled frog!"

The man surnamed Zhang pointed at Mrs. Ma: "Yesterday she sold boiled frogs in Zhenxi, and it cost four cents a spoonful. I was greedy for cheap, so I also bought a spoonful to honor my father. In the end..."

The man regretted endlessly, with a look of remorse on his face.

He raised his hand and slapped himself angrily, and said angrily: "As a result, my father started to have a stomachache after eating, and he went to the medical clinic to get medicine to stop it."

The man surnamed Zhang told what happened.

Now the villagers have nothing to say.

"Deserved!"

Fat Miao'er stood at the door of the house and muttered in a low voice, then turned around and closed the door, walked behind the crowd with a sharp knife, stood on tiptoe, with a look of interest in his eyes.

Feng Shui turns, she also came to see the play.

"me……"

Mashi was blocked speechless, with his hands tied, for fear that if he said a word wrong, their big stick would call on him.

"Here we come! Lizheng is here!"

At this time, someone shouted, and the villagers gave way one after another, and Li Zheng came over surrounded by other villagers.

"What's the matter, what happened? Why are you all gathering here, and there is no work at home?"

Sun Li was clasping his face with his hands behind his back, and reprimanded him twice in a neither high nor low voice, very majestic.

"Sun Lizheng!"

The man cupped his hands, and explained what happened to Sun Lizheng in detail.

After listening, Sun Lizheng frowned, looked at Mrs. Ma and said coldly: "Is there such a thing?"

"No, no..."

Mashi waved his hands again and again, rolled his eyes, and was about to refuse to admit it, the man with a bad stomach hurriedly answered.

"Don't try to deny it! When you were selling boiled frogs in Zhenxi, many people saw that there was a sugar seller next door. He bought there all year round. Would you like me to bring him in as a witness?"

"By the way..." The man remembered something, and continued: "Besides you, there are three other men, one of whom is not tall, has a long face, and dark skin, and is married to you."

"The other two you said are your brothers from the same family. They look alike, with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and wearing gray coarse cloth gowns. One of them has a scar on his face, just at the forehead..."

As the man's voice fell, the corners of Ma Shi's mouth twitched.

If she had known that something would happen, she shouldn't have talked so much. It's better to cover her face and say nothing, so that these people can't recognize them when they see it.

Ma Shihui's intestines were turning green, he raised his hand high, gritted his teeth, and swung hard.

Just when the slap was about to hit his cheek, he paused as if he had stepped on the brakes.

After all, Mrs. Ma was not willing to fight, her hands dropped slumped, her head drooped, and said hesitantly: "Yes, I sold it."

"But I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't know that eating frogs would cause diarrhea!"

Mrs. Ma defended loudly, and in the panic, she caught sight of Fat Miao'er's figure from the corner of her eye, and pointed at her: "She! She sells boiled frogs every day and it's all right, why, why did something happen when I sold it."

Ma was dissatisfied.

When everyone heard this, their eyes were all on Fat Meow'er.

"Hmph!" Fat Miao'er snorted coldly.

Rolling his eyes in front of everyone, he thought to himself: It is true that good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil.

Ma Shi is full of bad intentions, and if he walks too much at night, there will always be a day when the car overturns.

No, retribution is coming!
Fat Miao'er spread her legs apart, crossed her arms around her chest, and lifted her chin upwards: "Do you know why you get stomach upset after eating boiled frog?"

"why?"

Everyone looked puzzled.

Fat Miao'er said in a sonorous and forceful voice, "Because it was not handled cleanly!"

"There will be parasites hidden in the skin of the frog. You can only eat it if you peel off the skin, wash it, and cook it well."

Fat Miao'er glanced at Ma Shi, and boldly guessed: "The boiled frog you eat must not have been skinned, right?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" The man nodded hastily.

"The boiled frog I bought was indeed not skinned, and the taste...was not good."

The man was a bit speechless, blaming himself for being greedy for petty gains and suffering big losses, and just to save a penny, he bought it from Ma Shi.

"Then, what's left after removing the skin?" Madam Ma whispered.

Fat Miao'er smiled lightly, and she guessed it right. With Ma Shi's greedy personality, how could he be willing to throw away the frog skin.

"It turns out that the problem is the frog skin!"

Everyone suddenly realized that frogs can be eaten, but they didn't find the right way.

"I heard that the frog tastes good. Let's grab two and try it another day. It happens to be a busy season, and we can add some meat to the family!"

"It's a good idea!" The villagers commented.

Fat Miao'er heard this and had an idea.

"Uncles, aunts, elders, if you can't eat the frog you caught, you can sell it to me."

"I'll take one penny each." Fat Miao'er raised a light-white finger.

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and whispered to Li Xiaodao, after some discussion.

He raised his head again and said loudly: "We only accept 150 per day, first come, first served."

Harvest frogs?
One penny?
The villagers were startled by Fat Miao'er's words, and even Sun Lizheng was stunned, and reminded: "Fat Miao'er, 150 is 150 Wen, have you thought it through clearly?"

150 Wen can buy tens of catties of noodles, which is a huge expense in the countryside.

"Think clearly." Fat Miao'er nodded heavily.

The childish eyebrows and eyes were full of seriousness, and he promised: "Pay the frog with one hand and pay the money with one hand, and I will never default on it."

(End of this chapter)