Make a lot of money!I got rich in the year of famine

Chapter 109
The waves were getting bigger and bigger, and suddenly a wave of water hit him. He lost his balance and fell crookedly into the water, and the fish he was holding dropped.

"My fish!" He hurriedly tried to catch it.

But the water flow was too fast, and he couldn't catch it, so he wanted to get up and chase him, but the waves knocked him around and he couldn't stand up at all.

Just when he staggered and finally managed to stabilize his body and stand up with his hands, his hands suddenly became empty and his whole body tilted to one side.

Yang Xiuyuan was floating in the water, and was soon swept away by the torrent, washed away, and submerged in the turbid water.

The rain was still falling, but the wind had decreased. The quiet sound of rain washed away everything that had happened, but as time passed, everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

In this flood, Yang Xiuyuan was definitely not the only one who was washed away by the flood, but he was the most troublesome one.

The Shen sisters didn't know about this yet, otherwise Shen Qing would have rushed up and slapped him.

There was no water in the Meng family's house in Qingquan Town, not because of the high terrain, but because the servants had blocked the entrance with sacks, and some people kept scooping water out, which gave them a moment of peace.

At this time, many people had gathered outside the courtyard where Su Jing lived.

Hundreds of guards surrounded the courtyard tightly, and no one other than those brought by Su Mansion could enter.

The servants in the courtyard are also the same group of people that Su Jing usually hangs around.

Bizhu and Hongxiang were packing their things. In fact, there was nothing to pack. Things that the young master often used could only be brought back and thrown away directly. However, they could not give others any advantage. They had to take them outside and destroy them, including clothes.

Shao Wenhong and Su Jing were sitting opposite each other. He was feeling Su Jing's pulse, and his expression was very bad.

Xing'er and the house manager stood aside with their hearts in mind, waiting for him to speak.

Su Jing was very angry at his appearance, "Just say what you have to say, why do you have to look like I'm about to die?"

Shao Wenhong took back the small hand pillow and said with a smile: "You are really sick this time, and the illness is not serious. You need to be taken care of by a good person all the way back, otherwise you will have to have a funeral immediately when you get home."

The two maids inside heard this and were so frightened that they almost cried.

Xing'er was about to cry, "Master Shao, you must have noticed. Isn't the young master's face very good?"

After all, the house manager was older and had more experience. He observed Shao Wenhong's expression and knew that this was unusual, so he was not in a hurry to show his loyalty. He would wait and see!
Su Jing didn't react much, as if the person who was about to die was not him, "Then how did I get this disease?"

Shao Wenhong smiled mysteriously, "Of course it's poisoning. The poison is very strong. In addition, you have a poor foundation. Even if Hua Tuo is alive, you can't come back to life, so you will wait to die after you go back."

The corner of Su Jing's mouth twitched, "Is there no other way to cure it?"

"Also."

"for example?"

"For example, for a wedding or something, find a wife with a strong character, marry her, and preferably get married, maybe you can save the day."

The house manager rolled his eyes and said, "But it's not like our young master has never been married before. Two of them died before him. You know this too, right?"

Su Jing was married. She carried a sedan chair in a serious manner, performed three matchmaking and six rituals, and worshiped the heaven and the earth twice.

But outsiders don't know much about it, and those who know don't dare to talk nonsense for fear of causing trouble.

So the news has been very cryptic.

The house manager was with Su Jing and watched him grow up, so he knew everything about it. At the same time, he also knew his master's attitude towards these two marriages, so he dared to tease her at this time.

Shao Wenhong said seriously: "That's because those two people are not strong enough in their horoscopes, and they are a bit unlucky."

The house manager took over his words again, "According to what you said, it will be difficult to find." It is difficult to find, even if you ask around, it will be difficult, right?
Unexpectedly, Shao Wenhong waved his hand and said casually: "Hey! It's not difficult at all. I know one."

"Who?" "Is it the little shopkeeper of Miaoweifang?"

"..." The house manager couldn't remember who he was talking about, the Miaoweifang or the little shopkeeper.

But Su Jing thought of it immediately and shook her head, "She's just a yellow-haired girl. Don't make such jokes in the future."

The house manager patted his thigh and said, "Oh, by the way, I remembered, she was that little girl from the Shen family, right? But how did you know about this?"

"Secret!" Shao Wenhong pretended to be mysterious.

In fact, there is no secret. He just heard it while chatting with the monks in White Horse Temple.

The great monk Mingli also sighed with emotion, saying that the girl's horoscope is very tough, and those who have a grudge against her will basically not end well. If she can suppress her horoscope, her family will be prosperous, and her husband and son will be prosperous. If she cannot suppress it, then The only way to lose your life is to die a tragic death.

Shao Wenhong also listened casually, but when he was busy talking today, he suddenly realized that given the dangerous situation Su Jing was in, that girl seemed to be particularly suitable, and he didn't know who was suppressing whom.

Su Jing was carried out of Meng's house in a sedan.

The servants who followed were all ashen-faced.

When the house manager and Qiu Yu were leaving, they stopped Mr. Meng who came to see him off, and told him about the master's poisoning. They also said that they would send someone to investigate, and if the murderer was found, he would be killed on the spot.

Meng Daishan was so frightened that he lost half of his life. After closing the door and going back, he began to call in the whole government and torture him.

He had to send the murderer out before the Su family came for him.

Here in Qinghu, life is still stable.

Maybe it was so peaceful that I didn't even know anyone was coming over at night.

Xiao Huang was still the most unreliable. He got up and barked twice before waking up Shen Qing and others.

The window was closed, the door was closed, and it was held up by two wooden sticks. It should be very safe.

But when I heard the rustling sound outside the door, it was still creepy.

"I'll go take a look!" Shen Qing held the dagger and was about to get up.

"You can't go!" Grandma Shen hugged her and held the trembling Shen Hui in her arms, like an old hen guarding her young. "Don't worry, maybe some wild beast is pulling at her. If they can't be stopped, they will leave. ”

Shen Hui huddled next to her grandma and trembled: "But, why do I hear footsteps, like, like people?"

Shen Qing also felt her scalp numb, but she had become very courageous these days, especially after burying dead people, and asked herself that nothing could scare her.

So, she shouted loudly outside: "Who is outside? Make a noise. If you don't, don't blame us for being rude!"

The sound of opening the door stopped for a moment, as if he understood what she said.

Next door, Huo Lin and Uncle Huo were also awake, and Huo Lin had the courage to ask.

There were indeed people outside. Looking for the sound, he went to the door of the east room again.

"Hollin? Grandpa is here?"

"Brother, is it you? You're back!" Huo Lin happily ran to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, he saw a dark figure wearing a raincoat. His face couldn't be seen at all, but he still recognized it from the figure.

"Brother, you're finally back." Huo Lin threw himself into his arms, crying like a child.

(End of this chapter)