Happy little lucky girl

Chapter 112 Selling Coffins?
"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, forget it, this report is not easy to report, we can't ruin our luck, if the money is gone, we can earn more, if people are unlucky, it will be over.

This, we must not take this coffin, just throw it here, it will be bad for us to keep this little bitch. "

Zhao Xiuxiu tugged at Huang Cuihua's hand, the yamen would not accept this kind of unlucky case unless it cost a lot of money, so there was no benefit at all.

Don't mention catching the person or ghost who stole the coffin now, it's simply impossible, if you leave the coffin at the door of An's house, at least you can kill them!
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With a cold face, Huang Cuihua rubbed her teeth secretly, her pupils gleamed with a vicious cold light.

Forget it, my daughter-in-law is right, if you lose, you lose, and you must not offend any lonely ghosts. Anyway, the coffin is parked in front of An's house, which is bad enough to kill this group of sluts. Maybe you can kill that little slut .

Soon news came from the other side that the other coffin belonged to Zhou's family, and this Zhou's family belonged to Liu Guichun's aunt, and this coffin was prepared by her aunt for her to use in a hundred years.

But in this situation, apart from vomiting blood, how could the Zhou family dare to come to collect the coffin!
After a quarter of an hour, no one dared to act.

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Sun Qiuju burst into tears and ran back to the room in a frenzy. An Dayong and the others also had ugly faces. What if they really caused something dirty?

For a while, people in the village were in panic, and many people felt a little sympathetic to Mrs. An and the others. Three coffins were stopped at the door of this house. Will it be able to live in the future?How miserable!
"Uncle, I remember that there are people around here who specialize in moving coffins, right?" An Huijin suddenly asked in a surprising way.

"Yes, Jin'er, what is this?" An Xiaoyong asked in surprise.

"These things belong to our family, and all of us are in good health. It's useless. I'll keep them in the way. I plan to transport them to the town and sell them!" An Huijin was furious. Said.

The faces of Huang Cuihua, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law darkened, and they stared at An Huijin dumbfounded. This little bitch is tired of work, right?

"Girl." Old Madam An called loudly. She didn't expect this girl to be so bold. You can't do this. You still have to find other ways to deal with this thing, but don't offend anything dirty.

"Grandma, my teacher told me before that this coffin actually symbolizes 'promotion and fortune'.

No matter what the reason is, if someone sends us a coffin, the one who suffers is others, and our family does not suffer. This is a great thing, but they don't know it! "

An Huijin whispered in the old lady's ear, this teacher has always been a very sacred existence in the old lady's heart, An Huijin knows that it must be useful!

"Really? Really?"

Old Madam An's pounding heart slowed down a lot in an instant. It turned out that there was such a meaning. No wonder this girl has been so calm, but she still felt a little weird.

"Of course, if you sell this coffin, we will get a tael of silver, and we have harvested so many hens and eggs. Isn't this good luck? Grandma, our family is already like this, so what are we afraid of?"

An Huijin continued to persuade her that she has been a human being for two lifetimes, and these things are worse than farts in her eyes. No matter who sent the coffin, it will be tricky in the future. Money is the most important thing now!
(End of this chapter)