Don't be too sweet

Chapter 561 Why Can't You Think About It So Much ([-])

Chapter 561 Why Can't You Think About It So Much ([-])

He Shanshan looked at He Guangming pitifully: "Brother..."

"You just need to stay by the elder brother's side," He Guangming glanced at Yang Jiu, and confessed to He Shanshan.

He Shanshan nodded weakly.

Seeing He Shanshan's deliberate alienation and distance from him in order to get rid of the relationship with him, Yang Jiu felt uncomfortable again.

He didn't like his temper to scare He Shanshan, so he turned around and left.

He Shanshan was also greatly relieved.

"Brother, let's pack up and go home soon?" He Shanshan always felt that she was being watched, which made her very uncomfortable.

"Well," He Guangming thought that He Shanshan was upset because of Yang Jiu.

After the four of them packed up the things in the store, they obviously had to rest earlier today than yesterday.

Occasionally, customers will ask: "Excuse me, do you still have noodles at home? Fish balls are also available."

"It's all sold out."

Guests who get such an answer will leave disappointed.

He Shanshan suddenly thought that the reason why she deliberately blamed Ah Quan was to find reasons and excuses for the previous supernatural events. Should she stay in the town temporarily and listen to what the people in the town have to say?
but……

He Shanshan covered her heart with her hands, she still felt a kind of peeping gaze, which made her very uncomfortable.

So forget it.

Four people pushed the cart back to push the goods.

By this time, discussions had already begun in the town.

Because Aquan's diarrhea in the morning was bought and cheated, and Yang Jiu and He Shanshan's deliberate guidance, but at this time...

When people in the town talked about the ghost shop again, they couldn't help but say that so-and-so was pretending to be a ghost, and so-and-so could not see that Hejiaweiji's business was good.

That is...

——Ghost shops don't exist at all!What really made the rumor of a ghost shop spread from that store is that people are lacking in people, they are greedy, and they have dark ghosts in their hearts!

"Didn't you catch Fang Qiang who lives in the alley behind the ghost shop? Every night he goes to the shop in front to steal things, pretending to be a ghost."

"Recently, it has been proved that the diarrhea was deliberately caused by someone..."

"It seems that the rumor of this ghost shop was deliberately made by someone, and it can't be wrong."

With the increase of this kind of statement, everyone is more and more convinced that there is no ghost shop at all.

With the news of the ghost shop, the business of Hejiaweiji will only get better and better.

People in the town and nearby villages are all very envious of the He family who succeeded in buying the store that was rumored to be a ghost.

And these are what He Shanshan wants to see, but at this moment, she can't care about so much.

When He Shanshan and the others returned home, they found that there was an extra person in the house, crying and making noise.

And the extra person was none other than He Qian'er, He Xiangyou's daughter who was driven away by the He family on the first day of junior high school.

At this moment, He Qian'er grabbed the corner of Zhang Qiao's hand and begged, "Third Aunt, save me, save me... woo woo woo..."

He Shanshan was upset when she heard the mournful cry.

No one at home is a crybaby, and in the end... I fell for a crybaby outside, troublesome, alas...

"Don't cry, tell me what's going on?" Zhang Qiao emotionally held He Qian'er in her arms with red eyes and softly comforted her.

Of course... It depends on Zhang Qiao's hand slapping his back.

The He family has always known that when Zhang Qiao slaps people on the back, he actually can't control his strength. It looks like a light slap, but in fact each slap is heavy, the kind that makes people want to vomit blood.

He Leiluo looked at He Qian'er with pity, why couldn't he think about it so much, and threw him into his mother's arms?
(End of this chapter)