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Chapter 263 Let You Two Dogs Eat Dogs
The next morning, under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, there was a doll with a sewing needle stuck in its body, and a shoe that Gao Meilan had lost.

"I heard that Gao Meilan encountered a ghost last night."

"Didn't you say vixen? Oh my mother, that scream was like cutting her flesh."

"Who is she making a villain for? Is it Liu Fang?"

"Do you still need to ask? He must have been caught doing something bad. He was so frightened that he even lost his shoes."

Wang Changgui came over with his hands behind his back and a gloomy face. Erleng's wife called him, "Changgui, who is that villain? Is it Liu Fang?"

"You won't come up to take a look?" Wang Changgui said angrily.

Pooh!If Weitang Village doesn't bring good things, how can it be free from the evils like old man Su?
Let's live a good life, but thinking about how to harm people all day long, can't see that other people's lives are good, intrigue, and the quality is fed to the dog?

The doll smells like pesticides, and sucrose is mixed in it to trap and kill insects. If people drink it, they will lie on the board.

"Li Cuiping?"

A note was pasted on the back of the doll, with three large characters crookedly written on it.

"Isn't Li Cuiping you?" Wang Changgui said to Erleng's wife.

"It's my name, what did you call me for?"

"It has your name on it, don't you want to know who the villain is? Now you know?"

Before Erlen's wife could react, the person next to her said, "Gao Meilan, you villain, are you stupid? You still don't understand when you say that?"

ah?Erleng's wife went into a rage on the spot.

"Well, you Gao Meilan, you call my sisters and sisters every day, and you trick me behind your back. I said that you are not feeling well these days. She is playing tricks behind your back."

When shrews fight, people who have nothing to do with it should stay away, and don't spit all over your face.

The Su family was having breakfast, and Su Jian said that she would take a family portrait on the weekend and buy them new clothes by the way.

"Take a picture, Xiao Jian, why do you want to take a picture?"

Su Mingcheng's face finally subsided, but his body still had inflammation, and his whole body was very sick.

"Dad, Xiao Dan and I have grown up so much, we haven't even taken a single photo."

When she was in the fourth grade of elementary school, there was a family in the class with good conditions. He brought a camera to show off. At that time, the head teacher was frightened. This is not a toy, and no one can afford to pay for it if it is broken.

At that time, I was really envious of other people taking pictures. My family was poor, and my classmates invited her to take pictures together, but she didn't dare, for fear that the other party would ask her for money for the photo.

The couple felt sorry for the child.

"Go and take pictures, we all go to take pictures, the children are grown up, where can't we save money for taking pictures?" Liu Fang's eyes were red with distress.

"Mom, you call uncle and ask him to take grandma and grandpa directly to Dongfanghong Photo Studio tomorrow, and we will take pictures together."

"Okay, that's it."

Zheng Pengfei turned around and called his dad, "Tell my mom to get ready, and see you at Dongfanghong Photo Studio at one o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Old Zheng was dumbfounded.

"Son, what are you taking pictures of? Our ready-made camera."

"No, Miss Jane and her family take a family portrait, and we will do the same."

The walls of Zheng’s house are full of family portraits, there are three people, there are seven or eight people, and there are more than twenty people crowded together, like sardine cans, smiling silly.

"Okay, I'll tell your mother."

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, Lao Zheng hurriedly called to stop him.

Last night he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.

Zheng Pengfei didn't like the head teacher in the first grade of junior high school. The reason was that the mean middle-aged woman laughed at Su Dan and also satirized him. In the second grade of junior high school, he asked his father to run it and replaced him with a new head teacher.

Last night, I received a call from the teacher in charge, telling him that Zheng Pengfei got No. 16 in the whole class in this test.

(End of this chapter)