The little lucky wife of a peasant family, the chief minister pinches her waist and dotes on her

Chapter 22 What are you afraid of?
"Hehe, hehe, Chunlan, this bride of yours is quite good at joking." Mrs. Shen was frightened and took a few steps back.

Then he smiled dryly at Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li, however, ignored her and asked Ning Qiyue excitedly: "Qiyue, can you really summon your grandma back?"

"Is there something fishy about the cause of grandma's death?" Mrs. Li held Ning Qiyue's hand.

Ning Qiyue quickly comforted her and said gently: "Mom, don't worry, there is definitely something wrong with grandma's death. It depends on whether some people are willing to tell the truth."

"Who, who said there was something wrong with my mother's death? She just woke up last night and accidentally fell down, knocking her head and leaving."

"I know, everyone is blaming me for not taking good care of my mother, but I don't want to. Everyone has taken turns taking care of my mother these days, and we are all very tired."

"I went to your house with your uncle yesterday, and I slept more deeply that night."

"I know, everyone is blaming me, blaming me. Wuwuwuwu..." As she said this, Mrs. Shen burst into tears.

Qian Chunlin couldn't bear it any longer. He stepped forward to support Shen and comforted her gently: "We don't mean to blame you. Don't blame you. Everyone slept deeply last night."

"I don't even want to, but why don't you let my sister and the others see my mother for the last time?"

This is something Qian Chunlin doesn't understand very much.

Mrs. Shen screamed: "It just won't work. She is a broom star. If she looks at my mother, she will fall down."

"You're going too far!" Mrs. Li scolded angrily with a dark face.

"What's going on?" Just as the situation was tense, a female voice came.

Ning Qiyue looked over and saw a woman who looked somewhat similar to Mrs. Li. She should be Mrs. Li's sister.

"Chuntao, you're back." When Mrs. Li saw her sister, her eyes became even redder, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

Qian Chuncao hurriedly walked to Mrs. Li and shed tears: "Sister, we don't have a mother anymore, oh oh oh..."

The two sisters hugged each other and cried together. Ning Qiyue sighed, and four more people walked in, a middle-aged man, two young boys and two girls of fourteen or fifteen years old.

They should be my aunt's husband and children.

"Eldest brother, second brother." Meng Daniu bowed his hands to his two brothers-in-law.

"Condolences."

"My condolences." The two uncles also returned the greeting with red eyes.

"What were you making trouble just now?" Qian Chuncao cried for a while, wiped his tears and asked.

Mrs. Li pointed at Mrs. Shen and said, "Sister-in-law won't show us my mother's body. If she says that my bride is a broom star, she will cause her to fall down halfway."

"Sister-in-law, where do you start talking about this?" Qian Chuncao was very puzzled.

Mrs. Shen frowned and said, "It's not that my sister-in-law is overbearing. Any of you can go see my mother's body. Only she, Ning Qiyue, can't."

"Are you afraid of something?" Ning Qiyue sneered again.

Qian Chuncao frowned and glanced at Li Zhiyan, who had been standing next to Ning Qiyue.

This nephew was really getting more and more handsome. She suddenly looked at her eldest daughter, and an idea came to her mind.

"You are the new bride of my sister's family? How can you talk to the elders like this?"

As soon as Qian Chuncao said this, Mrs. Li frowned.

"What did my Yue'er say?" Mrs. Li protected her daughter-in-law and looked at Qian Chuncao in front of her.

Obviously, Qian Chuncao did not expect that his sister would protect his bride like this.

Qian Chuncao curled his lips and then sneered: "Sister, I didn't just say it because you, a bride, dare to talk back to your elders."

"Do not be angry."

Qian Chuncao hurried forward to coax Mrs. Li, but Mrs. Li was still a little angry and ignored Qian Chuncao.He also looked at Shen, refusing to back down at all: "My Yue'er is right, what are you afraid of!"

Mrs. Shen took a step back and said stiffly: "What am I afraid of? I still say what I said. Others can read it, but you, the bride, can't."

"Then let me tell you, Mrs. Shen, today, my bride must see my mother for the last time!"

"Yin Di Niang, what are you talking about?" Qian Chunlin was also very puzzled. Why did his wife refuse to let Qiyue see his mother's body?
Could it be that, as Qiyue said, she was afraid, afraid that Qiyue would see something?

Mrs. Shen was furious and said angrily: "Shut up, I won't do it if I say no!"

"Go away!" Mrs. Li pushed Mrs. Shen away and was about to bypass the mourning hall and go to the back to see the mother's body in the coffin.

Shen quickly got up, screamed, and went to Lan Ning Qiyue with all her teeth and claws.

Ning Qiyue dodged and came to the coffin.

Seeing that Ning Qiyue was about to remove the red cloth on Wang's face, Shen rushed over like crazy.

Qian Chuncao also looked at it in confusion, but did not reach out to stop him.

She wanted to watch a show and see what happened to Ms. Shen.

Ning Qiyue raised her hand and tapped Shen's body. She couldn't move anymore. She watched helplessly as Ning Qiyue unveiled the red cloth.

"No, don't! You will make my mother fall. Ning Qiyue, you are the broom star. You killed my mother-in-law, and now you still want to make her fall."

"Ning Qiyue, aren't you afraid that my mother-in-law will scold you in her sleep in the middle of the night?"

Shen was screaming and cursing, and she was horrified.

Ning Qiyue acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and Li Zhiyan's brows could almost kill a fly.

He pursed his lips and looked at Mr. Shen coldly.

Ning Qiyue shook Li Zhiyan's hand with one hand and touched Wang's head with the other.

There were three scars on Wang's head, one on her forehead, which was now as bruised and swollen as a steamed bun, with a cut and dried blood.

There were two wounds on the back of the head, one was fatal and the other was swollen.

This was not a fall, but death caused by a heavy blow with a blunt object.

The forehead was probably where it was hit when it fell, and the other place on the back was a scar from the collision while being dragged.

This Shen really deserves to die!
"What are you touching?" Qian Chuncao also asked.

Frowning, he wondered what Ning Qiyue was doing. He just looked at the body. Why did he get started?
Qian Chuncao was also a little unhappy at such disrespect for his deceased mother.

"I'm checking grandma's wound. Grandma didn't fall to death." Ning Qiyue's words made everyone present widen their eyes in shock.

Ning Qiyue didn't wait for Qian Chuncao to speak again, and looked at Mrs. Shen: "You are so impatient."

"Ning Qiyue, don't think of throwing dirty water on me!" Fear flashed in Shen's eyes.

Ning Qiyue smiled: "Uncle Jinzi, I told you that you are too angry. I just said that grandma didn't fall to death. How did you know that I was going to throw dirty water on you?"

"Oh, I understand, because you always want to throw dirty water on me, so you make everyone think the same as you, right?"

Mrs. Shen screamed: "What on earth have you done to me? It's not enough for you to conquer grandma now, do you still want to conquer me to death?"

"His father, his father, save me, save me!"

Ning Qiyue raised her eyebrows, oh, this Shen's mind works very fast.

"I just tapped your acupoint. You are overthinking it. You keep saying that I killed grandma. In fact, you know best how grandma died."

"Mr. Shen, you are really courageous!" Ning Qiyue suddenly scolded her coldly. Shen trembled and looked at Ning Qiyue in horror.

(End of this chapter)