Travel to ancient times and become rich women with your bestie

Chapter 180 Whistle Spirit

"Zuzu is a bad guy! I want to drink! I want to drink! Wuwuwu..."

"Okay, okay, grandpa is so bad, grandpa is so bad, Xiaowu, let's go back and drink, okay." Tian Xizhen endured the pain and comforted her great-grandson with heartache.

Although children aged four or five do not have much strength, they can still hurt someone if they get angry and hit them.

The punches were hitting Tian Xizhen so madly that Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin felt the pain just watching from the side. Some of the punches seemed to be hitting her face. If Tian Xizhen hadn't dodged quickly, her face would have been scratched.

Xiao Wu was now grinning with a ferocious look on his face, as if he wished he could be eaten by Tian Xizhen.

What kind of family can raise such a naughty child? Although the child is ignorant, beating his own grandfather at such a young age is pure spoiling.

The adults in the whole family gathered around and coaxed the little boy, calling him darling.

But this little devil would not give up until he achieved his goal. He would only howl louder and louder, and even started kicking and rolling on the ground.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin scratched their ears helplessly. He was really a reincarnated whistle spirit. They should have stopped teasing him earlier. Now everyone’s eardrums are suffering.

The people working outside and Old Lady Chen and a few others also looked inside frequently with expressions of disgust on their faces.

Seeing that the kid couldn't get what he wanted and might not be able to do his work today, Tian Xizhen made a prompt decision and asked Chen Guanghao, who was acting as an invisible person nearby, to take his great-grandson home and give him a piece of maltose.

Her name is not Chen Guanghao. Both of them almost forgot there was such a person. It was just as the village chief said. She was completely suppressed by Tian Xizhen and was like a transparent person.

When Xiaowu heard that there was candy to eat, he stopped crying immediately. However, when Chen Guanghao carried him out, he still hit Chen Guanghao on the head a few times in anger.

Chen Guanghao didn't say a word, and quickly went out with Xiaowu in his arms.

They can’t drink sugar water but can eat maltose. Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin looked at the family with a smile.

They naturally reacted, and Gong Fumin explained dryly: "Jiaming's wife, Yuandong's wife, don't take it too seriously. We are here to coax Xiaowu, otherwise we would disturb you if we stayed here."

The two of them didn't comment and just smiled.

Do you think we look like fools?

However, there was no sugar water in the bowl. The two men were sure that they would not dare to drink it, so they could say whatever they wanted. Could they really dare to lick it?

They know best what they put in there, but they don't have the courage to do it.

Besides, do they deserve to drink sugar water?

The two of them enjoyed the show very much. No wonder everyone loves to watch monkey shows, it is really interesting.

Mr. Jiang and Jiang Shui were also enjoying the show, and it had to be said that these two aunts were truly wonderful people.

As soon as the whistle-blower left, the atmosphere became awkward. Just when Chen Fangyuan's family didn't know how to continue the previous topic, Mr. Jiang opened the door and walked out.

If they didn't come out, their play would be awkward. Mr. Jiang thought he was helpful, so he walked out rubbing his eyes, yawning, and looking tired.

"Auntie, what's going on? It's so noisy."

Mr. Jiang was bitten badly while hanging on the eaves last night, and then he came down to clean up the mess made by Chen Fangyuan and his son, and he went to bed very late.

Although Jiang Shui was the one who did it all, he also played a styling role on the side.

So today, her face was full of fatigue and her eyes were red. Anyone who saw her could tell that she didn’t sleep well last night.

Seeing him come out like this, Chen Fangping's family looked at each other, with pride that could not be hidden in their eyes.

"My grandmother Tian said that she dreamed of her son, Uncle Fang Ping, last night and started crying early in the morning. We still don't know what happened."

"Really?"

As Mr. Jiang spoke, he sat down on the stool next to him. After he sat down, those people were still a little afraid of these rich people and did not dare to come forward.

They stood in front of Mr. Jiang with their hands hanging down, like quails, like students who had made mistakes and were being taught a lesson.

"Grandma, I wonder what your son looks like? I also dreamed of a man last night."

"He kept yelling at me, telling me to get up and leave the house, saying someone was trying to kill me. He kept saying this to me, and I didn't sleep well that night."

Chen Fangyuan's family was very happy to hear that he had also dreamed of someone, but they didn't expect the medicine to be so effective.

But then he heard him running away because someone was trying to harm him, and he broke out in a cold sweat again.

Seeing that Mr. Jiang looked serious, I think it was true.

Tian Xizhen's eyes turned sinister. This damn second brother was already dead but still meddling in other people's business. If she had known earlier, she should not have let him be buried.

If their good deeds are ruined this time, they will dig up his grave, drag him out and grind his bones to ashes.

When the people outside heard Mr. Jiang say this, their ears perked up and their hands slowed down, ready to listen to what was going on.

Originally, many people said that this house was unlucky. If even Mr. Jiang, a foreigner, was bewitched, then it was not just that Chen Fangping's family's horoscopes were incompatible with this house, but there might be something wrong with this house.

Seeing Tian Xizhen not speaking, Gong Fuling became anxious. She glanced at Tian Xizhen, who was cursing her dead son with gritted teeth, and had no choice but to speak herself.

"My second brother is half a head shorter than my husband, very thin, with no flesh on his face. The most distinctive feature of him is that his eyebrows are very thick, but the right eyebrow is missing a piece."

"Yes, yes, there is a piece of missing eyebrow." Tian Xizhen came to her senses and continued.

But she completely forgot that the reason why Chen Fangping had a missing piece on his eyebrow was because she said she wanted to eat fish in the middle of winter, so Chen Fangping ran to the river to catch fish for her and fell on a rock and hit the fish.

At that time, if someone in the village had not found Chen Fangping fainted in the river, he would have probably frozen to death or drowned.

"That's right, that's right. I don't remember anything else, but I remember clearly that there was a piece missing from my eyebrow."

Young Master Jiang looked very excited, but actually he had no idea whether Chen Fangping was round or flat. He was just leading them to say it and then he agreed with them.

"That's it, he's really my poor son." Tian Xizhen looked sad.

Pooh!

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin cursed at her in their hearts, saying that it was your own fault that your son is so pitiful.

"Then did my Uncle Fang Ping tell me who wanted to harm you?"

"No." Young Master Jiang rubbed his temple. "He just told me to leave because someone was trying to hurt me. When I asked him who it was, he had a sad expression on his face, but he couldn't tell me who it was."

"He said his family was harmed by those people, and that they were so crazy that they were no longer human, and asked me to run away."

This was the first time that the workers outside heard this. In the past, most people said that the house had bad feng shui and was in conflict with Chen Fangping's family.

No one ever thought that Chen Fangping's family was harmed by someone. Everyone was accustomed to believing in ghosts and gods.

It was said by Mr. Jiang today, and Chen Fangping said it in his dream. Everyone suddenly realized that this possibility was actually not small.

If we were to say who in this village is most likely to have harmed Chen Fangping, then the people in this room would be the most likely suspects.

And didn’t Mr. Jiang say that Chen Fangping didn’t dare to say who it was, but had a sad expression on his face?

Who could have given him such an expression, if not this family who treated him like livestock?

In an instant, the way the villagers looked at their family changed. Tian Xizhen and the others naturally felt it and became panicked. This was not the result they had expected.