Shoufu's favored wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 151, life hangs by a thread

Before everyone could be shocked, the people from the government came.

"Give it up, what's going on?"

"My grandmother wanted to kill my mother to be buried with my father, but my mother didn't want to, so she let these two people catch my mother, saying that whoever can kill my mother will leave this house to whoever!"

Xiaojuan ran back, holding her mother who woke up and her sister who was unconscious with blood all over her face, and she didn't know which to cry.

"Master Guan, it's none of our business, it's all Mrs. Zhao's order, we dare not disobey!"

Qiutang Lihua cried out in fright, desperately trying to defend herself.

"Principal and accessory criminals, take them all away!"

"No, you can't take me away, I'm not going anywhere, I'll just guard my son!"

Mrs. Zhao's eyes were tearing apart,

"You little bastard, you actually ruined my good deeds. I'm a ghost and I won't let you go! I bah! I curse you! I curse you to suffer misfortune when you go out, be stoned to death, eaten by wild dogs, Wild man spoils, I curse you..."

If the eyes can be turned into substance, Mrs. Zhao has already stabbed Xiaoqing with resentful eyes.

"Bah, you bad old woman, you cursed the child like that after you failed to kill someone, are you crazy!"

Xiaoqing was really angry, she sneered, approached the struggling old lady Zhao, and whispered in her ear:

"It's a pity that your wish cannot be fulfilled."

The voice was so soft that only Mrs. Zhao could hear it.

"When you leave, your third son can only wait to die in the stench. After death, the body will slowly rot and maggot in your empty house in Zhao's house, and will be eaten by rats. He spat on his dead body, and his two concubines will be sold to those dirty places because of this crime. It is impossible to keep the festival for your third son, and Zhao Rui, whom you hate the most, he I don’t know how happy the time is.”

"Ahhhhhh! I'm going to kill you little bitch... um... um..."

The noisy old lady Zhao was gagged by the yamen servant,

"Be honest, do you want to be beaten? Go, take everyone away!"

The crowd withdrew with the yamen servants, but their hearts were still surging.

"God, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it!"

"Really, that person is completely dead. I felt it myself, and the pulse is gone. People have thrown their arms and legs. There can be no fault!"

"She just blew a few breaths into her mouth and pressed her chest a few times, and that person came back to life!"

"That's not true. The daughters-in-law of these four families are really gods. Could it be that she is the reincarnation of a god?"

"It's not good, you didn't hear what the people in the village over from her natal family said? The story of the Thunder God and the Mother of Lightning was so true. How can ordinary people know about the fairy family?"

"It's terrible, it's really terrible, maybe this family is destined to be immortal, so don't offend the gods in the future."

The Zhao family was in a mess, and Zhao Decai, who stinks all over, and the three daughters of Qiutang and Lihua, who lost their mothers, are crying pitifully at this moment.

Liu Xiangyun regained his strength, hugging his two daughters and weeping silently, walking through the door of hell, his heart was actually desolate at this moment.

Everyone left, Xiaoqing held a sigh of relief, leaning on the door frame,
"Third Aunt, do you still want to stay in the Zhao family?"

The voice was cold, hiding the accusation of hating iron but not steel.

If it wasn't for being greedy for this house, why would he almost lose his life?

"Today's matter, thanks to Qing'er's rescue, but I still want to stay for a while, it's nothing else, after all, it's a husband and wife, I will send him off... The two children will be entrusted to you, after the matter here is finished , I’ll go and make cattle and horses for you.”

"Okay, if you need help, just ask."

(End of this chapter)