Don't be too sweet

Chapter 1629 Calculating Together ([-])
Chapter 1629 Calculating Together ([-])
Yang Jiu gave Honesty a look, and said succinctly, "It's dealt with."

Yang Jiu's aura is strong, and when he said these three words, people would subconsciously feel that he was destroying corpses and eradicating traces.

When he was in Fengyun Villa, when Yang Jiu said "dealt with it", he usually meant to break a leg or a hand.

However, this is Duofu Village, a rural place, there is no need to do things so absolutely, and it is impossible to kill people anyway, so it is better to leave an extra leeway.

"This person sneaked into the study and was caught by us to steal something," He Shanshan explained, and then said: "It's not good to kill him directly, but we can send it to the government, and say that she is targeting 300 taels worth of money." stuff."

Honestly glanced at Yang Jiu secretly in astonishment, and nodded when he saw that the master hadn't spoken.

"Wait a minute," Zhou Niang exclaimed, "When am I going to take your 300 taels?!"

He Shanshan turned around and took out a small ornamental jade carving from the shelf: "This is worth 500 taels, which should be enough for a death sentence."

Zhou Niang's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Let go, we won't kill you ourselves," He Shanshan comforted in a gentle voice.

Zhou Niang trembled her lips: "What's the point of you doing it yourself like this?"

"If you make a mistake, I will catch the stolen goods. Even if you go to the underworld, the King of Hades will not have any objections, and I am still the beautiful, cute, kind, and generous daughter-in-law of Master Yang," He Shanshan said with her eyebrows curled up. They all want to laugh.

Zhou Niang pointed at He Shanshan, her hands trembling and she told Parkinson, "You are simply...a devil!"

"Go," He Shanshan handed the jade carving to Honest while speaking.

"You can't treat me like this, you will suffer retribution," Zhou Niang yelled.

"By the way, she is like this, let's spread the word in the village. By the way, I forgot to ask which village she is from?" He Shanshan sighed in her heart.

When Lao Ren came to answer the question, he didn't say where Zhou Niang was from, and she didn't ask either.

"Master, my wife," Lao Ren hurried down from downstairs, holding a kettle in one hand and a cup in the other.

When Laoren came to He Shanshan and the others, he hurriedly bent down: "It's because the servants are not doing enough to supervise them. Please be kind to me, madam."

She could see that Zhou Niang probably sneaked out of the loom room while Lao Ren was going to get water.

"What is she worth in exchange for her life?" He Shanshan tilted her head.

Normally, everyone would think her behavior like this is cute and cute, but at this time...

"Yes, yes, I can twist thread. I am very good at twisting thread. No matter what kind of thread, as long as it is in my hands, I can twist it into thin and strong." Zhou Niang hurriedly changed from sitting to kneeling, kneeling. Plead in front of He Shanshan.

He Shanshan raised her eyebrows, Lao Ren came at the right time.

The so-called Zhou Niang touched it when pouring water accidentally, and accidentally let Zhou Niang touch the second floor. It should be Lao Ren's deliberate intention for this to come out.

He Shanshan turned her head, glanced at Yang Jiu, and said silently: You are a powerful subordinate, and when necessary, even your boss will plot against you.

Yang Jiu's expression was sombre, it was difficult for anyone to understand his emotions.

"This kind of person has a wicked heart, even if I have the most powerful thread-twisting ability, I can't use it," He Shanshan shook her head.

"I, I, I... I can hand over my unique skill!" Zhou Niang gritted her teeth, and kowtowed to He Shanshan while speaking.

He Shanshan looked at Lao Ren.

Lao Ren lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, it was difficult to see the expression on her face.

He Shanshan glanced and noticed Lao Ren's hand holding the kettle.

Lao Ren kept calm, but she unconsciously shook the hand of the kettle. Even though her voice was soft and hard to catch, He Shanshan still noticed it.

(End of this chapter)