After setting up a stall on Tianqiao, the metaphysics boss made her money like crazy

Chapter 73 The Haunted House 10
After so many years of relationship, is it because he has taken it too seriously, or has he never taken it to heart.

Just when Yun Xiaoxiao was disheartened and turned to leave, the quarrel behind him sounded again...

"What nonsense are you talking about, they are all my children, can't I still miss them!"

"Oh, miss them? Don't think I don't know, I heard everything you said to that Taoist back then..."

Hearing the woman's words, Yun Xiaoxiao froze... Taoist priest?
What Taoist?
Mo Weiliang's face changed, "What Taoist priest, don't talk nonsense!"

But there was a mocking smile on the woman's face, "You say how much you miss them on the outside every day, but secretly you find Taoist priests, and you sell the old house, and you make those things at the end of the house. What kind of mess... I want people not to be reborn..."

"Aren't you just afraid that they will find out that you did those wicked and bastard things after their death, and they will come to you to settle accounts after their death!"

"Slap!" Mo Weiliang slapped him across the face, he gritted his teeth, "I do so much, isn't it all for us to make money to support you and your children? Do you think the house you live in now , where did the food and clothing come from?"

"You are a rich lady who is carefree!"

The woman covered her aching cheek, but smiled even more ironically, "For me?"

"When you asked for so much compensation, you said it was because your wife's parents were getting old. As a result, you got more than 1 million yuan in compensation, and you gave them tens of thousands of yuan!?"

"How can they confiscate it! You have kept the screenshots very well, so you just wait to show them later, right?"

"For me? Heh, you are a selfish person who can even use dead wives and children to make money. Some of your words are true!"

"Mo Weiliang! Why are you so hypocritical? Why didn't I see that you are such a person..."

The two quarreled and said all the ugly things.

Yun Xiaoxiao left the house in a daze, but her ears were still filled with the quarrel just now.

Compensation money, two kids, making money, taking advantage.

Oh, it turned out that the doll on the sofa was bought for his new daughter.

He and his three children died for five years, while Mo Weiliang and others' children were already four years old.

How ironic.

The cold wind blew past her, and she was already numb and unconscious, but now she started to suffer from severe colic, but she couldn't shed a single drop of tears.

Until Yun Xiaoxiao came to a place she was familiar with since she was a child, and saw the family portrait hanging on the wall in the living room, and there were still photos of herself on the coffee table.

For several years, the room I lived in since I was a child has remained the same.

Elderly parents are still awake, father is sitting in the living room on the dilapidated sofa that hasn’t been replaced in the past [-] years, reading the newspaper while wearing the reading glasses she bought for her during her lifetime, and mother is busy in the kitchen making porridge for tomorrow morning.

Her tears flowed uncontrollably...

That night, Yun Xiaoxiao went to see Yan Qing.

Yan Qing had just finished taking a shower, drank milk, and was about to fall asleep. When he opened the door, he saw Yun Xiaoxiao appear in his room, standing beside his bed, and looked towards him.

Yan Qing: "..."

Should she stick a Dao talisman on the door of her room? Why do these one or two like to stand by her bed? I don't know how scary it is in the middle of the night?

how to let her sleep.

Yun Xiaoxiao covered his face and wept, his hoarse voice was unbearable, "It shouldn't be like this...it shouldn't be like this..."

With a huge amount of compensation, Mo Weiliang formed a new home with that woman, and even thought about a kindergarten with a fee of 20 a semester, while his parents still lived in the old house before, sitting on a bed for more than ten or [-] years. old sofa.

The world shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this.

She cried so hard that she was out of breath.

"I don't want to care about whether he really hired Taoist priests to do something, I just want my parents and family to get what they deserve, so that Mo Weiliang can't make these unconscionable money again!"

Until today, she didn't know what her husband did after her death.

As soon as he and his child died, he immediately registered on Weibo, publicized Weibo, called people to the top, and posted on Moments and Weibo every day to miss himself and his child. There are so many beautifully written thoughts. Did he, who knows how to recite the moonlight in front of his bed, write it! ?

With hundreds of millions in compensation, he also created a brand that sells things in the child's name, he is not afraid of making such money and panicking! ?
Yan Qing listened to Yun Xiaoxiao's words, and at the same time looked at Mo Weiliang's news on Weibo with his mobile phone.

Indeed, as Yun Xiaoxiao said, from Yun Xiaoxiao's death to now, Mo Weiliang has been missing his dead wife and three children on the Internet, and at the same time created a brand to sell things.

Many people have been spending on it because of sympathy.

Until the daytime today, Mo Weiliang was still broadcasting the live broadcast, in the name of missing his deceased wife, and the sales volume of the live broadcast room even rushed to the top of the software sales ranking.

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes, remembering what Du Fengqing said tonight.

She looked at Yun and smiled, "Do you want me to help you?"

Yun Xiaoxiao nodded, with wet eyes, looked at Yan Qing, and asked cautiously, "...is it okay?"

She knew that Yan Qing had no obligation to help herself, so she was being cheeky when she said this.

But if she doesn't say this, she really has no one else to turn to.

Yan Qing frowned, thought for a while, and then nodded, "I can find a way to try, but don't hold out too much hope."

She thought for a while, maybe she could let Yun Xiaoxiao enter someone else's dream, and try to see if there was any turning point.

Yun Xiaoxiao cried and laughed, thanking Yan Qing.

The next day, Yan Qing approached Du Fengqing and asked for help, the media reporter who had been following and reporting on this case back then.

Du Fengqing still doesn't know what Yan Qing wants to do, he only thinks that she wants to know about this case.

So he helped find some information and passed it on to Yan Qing.

Du Fengqing asked with a smile, "Tomorrow evening, let's enjoy dinner together?"

Yan Qing flipped through the documents in his hand, "That depends on how you eat this meal."

Du Fengqing knew it clearly, "It's a normal meal among friends."

He knew in his heart that if there was a candlelight dinner, Yan Qing would definitely not eat it.

I found that Yan Qing is a person who doesn't like oil and salt, and has a slow temper. Maybe he hasn't gotten the hang of things like feelings, or he has no interest in them.

In this regard, he changed the direction of attack, in a roundabout way, starting with getting along with friends.

Isn't that what the saying goes?
First a friend, then a sister, and finally a baby.

And just as Du Fengqing expected, when he said it was an ordinary meal among friends, Yan Qing really agreed.

However, when Yan Qing agreed, he added, "I treat you."

She shook the documents in her hand.

The implication is that if I invite you to dinner, I will repay the favor for helping you find information.

For a while, Du Fengqing felt that he shouldn't eat this meal.

　It's on the shelves! It's on the shelves!Beat the gongs and drums!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)