Reborn 1990 Foodie Little Wife

Chapter 397 I Can Hell
The mother worked so hard to find her daughter, but her daughter actually told her that she could get a basic salary of 2000 yuan a month, and there was a commission. This month, including the commission, she might get more than 5000 yuan.

Wang Xiulan told her mother about this, because she wanted the old woman to stop embarrassing her. Xiulan also agreed to send her back half of the money, more than 2000 yuan a month, which is enough for rural areas.

But the old woman was chattering, and suddenly started to attack.

She said that she felt that her daughter had no education, only a junior high school diploma, and no skills, so what can she do in the capital city of Yanjing?So many college students can't find a job, why does their boss offer her such a high salary?
She heard that some young girls from the same town relied on their looks to be honey for the boss, or to serve men in illegal clubs.

She felt that her family, Xiulan, might have slept with the boss, she might have slept with the boss, and she might have slept with many men, and she managed the flesh and blood business, disgracing the Wang family ancestors.

This old woman is really talented, she just opened and closed her mouth, and people from other shops around tried to persuade her, but they couldn't say anything about her.

Especially young girls, whoever dared to persuade her, was said by the old lady Wang that she was just as ignorant as her daughter and knew how to climb on the bed.

But it pissed off many people around.

Wang Xiulan cried and knelt down in front of the old woman, begging her to stop making trouble.

Mrs. Wang doesn't care about her daughter's shamelessness, she still sings like an opera, singing happily on her own.

Lin Mumu finally couldn't listen anymore, and leaned forward, without saying a word, just staring behind Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang is also tired of singing and making noise.On the contrary, Lin Mumu stared at her a little nervously now.

"Whose girl is this? Why are you staring at me?"

"Hi, I'm a lay disciple of Taoist Priest Yuqingguan Lingwu, you can call me Lin Mumu."

"In the Taoist temple? Can exorcise evil spirits?"

"I'm still young, so I'm not very good at exorcising evil spirits." Lin Mumu replied shyly, "But the master said that I'm very talented. I have opened my eyes, and I can see things that ordinary people can't see."

"Then what were you looking at just now?" The old woman was trembling all over.

"When you suddenly stopped talking, did you feel your throat hurt?" Lin Mumu didn't answer her, but asked instead.

"You, how do you know?"

You have been chanting for so long, and you don't even take a sip of tea. No wonder your throat doesn't hurt!
Lin Mumu didn't tell her that, but whispered a word in her ear mysteriously:

"I saw a man with no legs strangling your neck."

"Ah!!!" Mrs. Wang was terrified and wanted to stand up, but halfway through, she fell to the ground again because her legs were numb.

And Mrs. Wang glanced at Lin Mumu again, feeling even more horrified.

Because of Lin Mumu, her gaze was seriously set on the leg that Wang Pozi fell on.

Not right either.

Her gaze did not fall on Mrs. Wang's leg, but on the outside of her calf.

"Do you owe him a leg?" Lin Mumu asked suddenly.

This sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Mrs. Wang was so frightened that she fell to her knees and kept kowtowing:
"Head of the family, don't blame me, I can't help myself. You go to reincarnation, I will give you some paper money, don't be a lonely ghost, and find a good family in the next life."

This Mrs. Wang's ability is to open and close her mouth, chattering like the real thing.

(End of this chapter)