Time Space: The Rough Man’s Sick Beauty Turned Wild

Chapter 85 What’s the use of feeling distressed

"Short-lived ghost, let me tell you, there will be no good end for you." Shen Zhilan gritted her back teeth.

Anyway, Shen Zhilan had no scruples at all since his face had been broken.

"Hu Banxian said that you won't live to be eighteen, but I want to see how many days you can still run around."

"There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year. You have been drinking that smelly medicinal soup for three hundred days. I don't know how you are still alive. If I were you, I would drown myself by peeing myself. never mind."

"You have the nerve to blame the old Su family for not wanting you. For a short-lived ghost like you, who knows how many days you can live? I just finished the wedding banquet, so I have to buy a coffin for the funeral..."

Seeing that Shen Zhilan refused to calm down after being thrown out, Li Qiuhua took out the morning dishwater, opened the door and poured it directly at Shen Zhilan, who was still cursing.

"Wow..."

Shen Zhilan, whose hair and coat were originally wet, completely became a drowned rat.

"Get out!" Li Qiuhua gritted his teeth and roared.

Shen Zhilan was so frightened by Li Qiuhua's fierce look that she froze for a moment, covered her mouth and ran away crying.

Li Qiuhua closed the door with his backhand.

"Don't listen to your second sister's nonsense. Hu Banxian is a swindler who cheats on food and drinks. You can't believe what he says." Li Qiuhua looked at Shen Zhihuan anxiously, fearing that his little girl would think too much.

Doctor Hua said that a large part of the reason for his daughter's recurring illnesses was caused by excessive worry and inattentive emotions.

"Mom, I know." Shen Zhihuan smiled and took the wooden basin from Li Qiuhua's hand and put it back in the kitchen.

The original owner has known about Hu Banxian's prophecy since he could remember.

It can be said that this is all Shen Zhilan's "contribution".

One maternal sibling.

How much hatred do you have to have to wish your own sister to die?

Is it because the original owner is weak and unable to do the work?

As Shen Zhihuan, who grew up alone with her grandparents, she really couldn't figure it out or understand it.

As for the so-called prophecy...

The original owners are gone, so the prophecy has been fulfilled.

Even if the prophecy is really going to happen to her, what can she do? !

about…

It is a blessing, not a curse, and even a curse cannot be avoided.

Just leave it to fate!

"Go and lie down on the bed for a while! Mom will call you when she's ready to cook." Li Qiuhua followed into the kitchen and started washing the pots.

Because Xiao Weidong came home from school at noon and had to rush to school after lunch, so the Shen family's lunch was also brought forward.

"Mom, I'm not a child anymore. I'll take a rest when I'm tired." Shen Zhihuan sat behind the stove, grabbed a handful of dry leaves and put them into the stove.

Watching the crimson flames rising up, licking the bottom of the pot happily.

The corners of Shen Zhihuan's mouth rose slightly.

Think of that sentence...

Life is half fireworks and half joy.

Thinking of another kind of fireworks, Shen Zhihuan raised his head and said, "Mom, with the temper of the old lady Qian, I'm afraid it's been annoying recently, so you have to be mentally prepared."

That is a shameless master who wants money.

With the bald mouth of the original owner, the old woman might have some evil intentions.

"Don't worry, mother knows what's appropriate." Li Qiuhua looked at the increasing rain outside the window, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

My mother doesn't feel sorry for her own daughter, so what's the point of feeling sorry for her two granddaughters? .

Qian Zhizhi, an old Qian family member, looked at the rainwater flowing down the eaves and felt very annoyed.

A few days ago, she made an appointment with He Chunsheng to go to a department store in the city to look at women's watches today...

Damn rain, it won’t fall sooner or later, but it’s raining today.

Shen Zhimei glanced at Qian Zhizhi, who looked a little unhappy, and timidly approached Mrs. Qian, fearing that she might make Qian Zhizhi unhappy again by accident.

Qian Zhizhi looked at Shen Zhimei, who was hunching her neck like a quail, and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She has seen many cowardly daughter-in-laws, but she has never seen one who lives as cowardly as Shen Zhimei.

Niu Erniang is so stupid that she beat her daughter-in-law to death, but I have never seen Niu Erniang become as cowardly as she is.

For such a coward as she is, she can only give birth to a son!

"Mom, what's for lunch today?" Shen Zhimei's voice was careful.

"I want to eat braised pork, I want to eat big meat buns, I want to eat big ribs, I want to eat apples, peaches, glutinous rice sticks, chicken cakes, do you have any?" Mrs. Qian said angrily as she chewed melon seeds.

Shen Zhimei bit her lip and did not dare to say another word.

"Who made my mother unhappy again?" Qian Xingsheng's muttering and footsteps came from the next room.

"Bang!" The door that had just been opened a crack was instantly closed again.

Then there was the sound of the door latch slamming down.

"Don't look for trouble." Xie Xiaofen, who still had her hand on the door bolt, rolled her eyes at Qian Xingsheng angrily and pulled him back to the bed.

Ever since those three ladies came back, there would be no day when Mrs. Qian wouldn't have this drama.

"Mom, how about I go dig some wild vegetables and make some wild vegetable soup?" Shen Zhimei said hesitantly.

Mrs. Qian had a long face and looked at Shen Zhimei sadly, "Then why are you still here? Are you waiting for me to invite eight large sedans to carry you?"

Shen Zhimei shrank her neck and hurriedly went to get the bamboo hat and backpack hanging in the corner of the kitchen.

Standing aside, Qian Xingwang looked at the increasing rain, frowned and whispered: "Mom, it's raining so hard outside, why don't we steam some steamed buns and cook some sweet potato porridge today..."

Mrs. Qian stood up quickly.

"Wootou? Sweet potato porridge? What you are talking about is light. What can you do with the little grain from the autumn harvest? Zhizhi is about to kiss her. If she gets married, relatives, friends, and neighbors will come to eat. Are your bones still drinking the blood of me, an immortal?"

"Throughout the year, we exchange favors, eat, drink and have sex. We are such a big family and have so many mouths to talk to. Why don't we need money?"

"There is no food. If you go to the supply and marketing cooperative to make people laugh, can they give it to you?"

Qian Xingwang lowered his head and suddenly did not dare to speak anymore.

Standing next to Qian Xingwang, Da Ya Er Ya frowned and watched Shen Zhimei go out in the rain, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go feed the chickens and you still want to be a eldest lady? I don't want to see if you have that fate." Old Mrs. Qian glared at Da Ya Er Ya fiercely.

The two little girls were so frightened that they ran into the kitchen and poured the earthworms they dug yesterday into the chicken trough.

"Sister, I miss my aunt, grandma and uncle. I also want to eat the rice porridge and braised pork cooked by grandma." Erya bit her lip and said with tears in her eyes.

Erya actually wanted to say that she also wanted to eat the chicken cakes, glutinous rice sticks, and white rabbit toffee that her aunt bought for them, and she also wanted to...

"Er Ya, my mother will take us to grandma's house when she is free in a while." Da Ya glanced at the old lady Qian and Qian Zhi Zhi who were sitting at the door of the main room eating melon seeds, and raised her hand to wipe Er Ya's hand. Wiping away tears, he comforted in a low voice.

"Sister, I want to learn literacy from my uncle." Erya looked at Daya with tears in her eyes and said with sobs.

"Sister, I'll teach you." Da Ya glanced at the door of the hall again. Seeing that the two people eating melon seeds were not paying attention here, he quietly pulled Er Ya back to the house.

(End of chapter)