Ninety-nine to get rich: full-level bosses dressed as pitiful

Chapter 25 Who Dare to Catch Young Master Zhou

Chapter 25 Who Dare to Catch Young Master Zhou

Xia Liang nodded, these two words seemed to start from the death of the original owner's mother, it was the first time she heard of it.

She didn't feel sorry for herself, but for the original owner. She was lonely all her life, and she was still so sloppy after leaving.

She didn't dare to imagine how her body would be hastily buried if she hadn't transmigrated into her body.

"Aunt Xia, don't cry, we'll make this matter clear today, so you won't have to worry about it in the future." The village chief looked at her, unmoved in the slightest.

He has seen this kind of drama in the village a lot. If he has no skills, how can he, the village chief, control the villagers!

"I can't even talk about my own family's affairs? My son, I can let whoever I want to be buried next to me! The tablet of my Xia family, I said that that woman is not allowed to enter!"

When the old lady said this, the people around couldn't see it.

"What you said is really heartless. Tell me, when Yuhua was here, how could she not be filial to you, except for not leaving a queen for Zhengde, how could she be sorry for your son? Besides, you can't blame Yuhua for not having a queen. , who told your son to go early by himself?"

"I see, some people are just not satisfied, so they just fancy this little house?"

When it came to the house, it was as if the old lady had hit a pain point. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she immediately retorted: "What's wrong with this house? The house was originally mine! I gave it to my son, My son is dead, shouldn't I bring it back?"

"The house you gave your son when he separated, it belongs to him, and when he dies, it belongs to his wife! How can you be so ignorant? Fortunately, you are still an old man!" The village chief also became serious.

"I don't want to share anymore, I just want to get it back!"

"When your son wanted to marry a wife back then, you agreed to the Li family, and you would only marry when you had a house. Zhengde and Yuhua were also arguing about it. It doesn't matter if you say anything about it. If you are not afraid of going to court, then Just sue! Don't say I didn't remind you, if you trouble Xia Liang like this again, I will go to the police station to find someone to solve it!"

As soon as the police station was mentioned, the old lady became a little guilty, but still a little discouraged, pointing to Zhou Zhengan and said: "Then call the police station to arrest him! He tied me up just now! People nowadays don't know Where did it come from, it's lawless!"

Xia Liang sneered, it's a good idea to change the concept secretly!
"Let me tell you where he came from. This is the benefactor of our school. The day before yesterday, your children should have received schoolbags, stationery and other school supplies. They are gifts from them. They are different from me. No matter how you scold me, I think you are Xia Liang's grandma! But if you say something wrong about him again, see if there is anyone who can protect your great-grandson Xia Ming!"

Xia Ming is in the second grade of Gaofeng Elementary School. The day before yesterday he also brought a lot of things back. The family was still thinking that there are still people in this world who have money and nowhere to spend it, and they even gave it to others!

Now seeing this "man with money and nowhere to spend it", the old lady was immediately taken aback.

Most of the people on the side have children or relatives who are studying in Gaofeng Primary School. When Xia Liang said this, everyone cast admiring glances at Zhou Zhengan.

What a nice guy!
Zhou Zheng'an didn't say anything, just looked at Xia Liang quietly, the undisguised love in his eyes, except for Xia Liang who was always looking at the old lady, didn't notice, but everyone else saw it clearly!
What is the relationship between Xia Liang and this kind person?
The old lady is like a deflated ball, and it can't bounce no matter how hard you shoot at this time.

She was afraid of offending Zhou Zheng'an, her precious great-grandson had no good fruit at school!
So, the village chief struck while the iron was hot: "Okay, let's go now, don't trouble Xia Liang again, this house belongs to Xia Liang! Accumulate some virtue for future generations, stop making trouble!"

The old lady didn't say a word, and the village chief acquiesced that she had agreed, and before leaving, she put incense sticks on Li Yuhua, Xia Liang's adoptive mother.

After the village chief left, everyone started to disperse, only the old lady was still sitting where she was. Seeing her in a trance, Xia Liang smiled self-deprecatingly.

Sure enough, the old lady grabbed Zhou Zhengan's sleeve, but he stepped back and withdrew his hand.

The old lady didn't care about these things, she looked at Zhou Zheng'an and pleaded: "Well, leader, don't make trouble with my grandson, I don't blame you, and I won't find the police station to arrest you!"

"Catch me? If you think you can catch me, then you can go to the police station and find someone."

"No, no, no arrest, no arrest, I mean, can you not blame my grandson for what I did myself?"

Zhou Zhengan looked at Xia Liang who was leaning against the door, sure enough, blood and non-blood are different!

He looked at the old lady again, and said with a smile, "Ms. Xia is an excellent teacher in our Gaofeng Primary School. Don't come to find fault with her again. Naturally, no one will find fault with your great-grandson!"

When the old lady heard it, she waved her hands again and again: "If you don't look for it, that little bastard and I..."

Zhou Zhengan glanced over at the head of the conversation before she got off the ground, and she hurriedly changed her words: "I promise I won't look for Xia Liang in the future, so I'll be the one, and I won't have this granddaughter!"

Xia Liang sneered: "Then please remember what you said, and get out of here now."

She really didn't want to see Mrs. Xia's disregard for her great-grandson's face, which was completely different from her attitude towards the original owner. This appearance made Xia Liang feel distressed, and it was not worth it for the original owner for so many years!
She didn't look at them any more, and went back to the house and knelt down in front of the queue to burn the paper money. According to the custom, she would burn the paper money for a whole day, and it wouldn't stop tonight.

Originally, there were people in the village to help, and if someone had a funeral or happy event, they would arrange it together. Unfortunately, Xia Liang had no relatives, so he was naturally looked down upon.

She can't burn paper 24 hours a day by herself, so she can only do her best, from now on.

When Zhou Zhengan came in, Xia Liang's eyes were slightly red, the light of the flames shone on her face, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

He knelt down beside her and burned paper money with her.

The two of them didn't speak, and there was only the sound of flipping paper money in the whole room. Xia Liang suddenly liked Zhou Zheng'an like this.

As long as she doesn't tell, he won't ask.

After a while, a few women came outside the door...

"Xia Liang, we are here to deliver incense."

The people who came were from the village. According to the customs in the village, if someone died in the family, besides helping out, they had to bring incense from their own home. It was said that it was sending incense, and it was also a way to send the deceased!
Xia Liang didn't expect anyone to come, so she nodded and stepped aside after the accident, and let them go to burn incense...

Women in the countryside can't say much about themselves. After they burn incense, they ask Xia Liang to remember not to turn off the fire at night, and ask if they want to watch the night with her and so on.

Xia Liang refused, because she can do the next thing well by herself...

(End of this chapter)

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