Two hundred million in debt?I relied on metaphysics to make my debut and become a top-notch person!

Chapter 8: Shi Menghan was scolded, what does it have to do with Shi Sang?
Shi Sang pinched a handful of mud, rubbed it in his hands, sprinkled it around the graveyard, made seals and recited the incantation silently. As soon as the dirt stained with Yin De appeared, it was immediately robbed by the undead.

Shi Sang, who exchanged virtue for things, nodded with satisfaction and left with Wang Zhaodi who was stunned.

along the way.

Wang Zhaodi was filled with doubts.

In the end, doubts were defeated by mindless trust and evolved into "Everything Shisang does is right."

Wang Zhaodi felt that carrying the wreath was a bit ostentatious in the market, and she was afraid of being recognized and taken to the church to get married. She followed Shi Sang carefully to the entrance of the village with her head shrunk.

it's here.

I saw Wang Wen’s mourning hall.

Wang Zhaodi was a little surprised in her heart.

If I remember correctly, Wang Wen's parents refused to hold Wang Wen's funeral before yesterday.

Only one night has passed.

Why has it changed?
Wang Zhaodi was surprised that Shi Sang had already walked in, and she subconsciously wanted to stop her. You must know that Wang Wen's parents are notoriously hateful, and they cannot be dismissed with a simple wreath.

Wang Wen's father saw Shi Sang from a distance, and when he came boldly, Wang Zhaodi subconsciously stood in front of Shi Sang.

Wang Wen's father looked past Wang Zhaodi, who was waiting to be sprayed, and looked at Shi Sang with eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have discovered that bitch's adultery, nor would I have discovered that my only daughter was killed by that bitch! "

Wang Zhaodi: "..."

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This is not the Wang Wen dad she knows!

Should I say he is worthy of being a benefactor?

How many more shocks did she not know about?

Shi Sang touched his belly: "No thanks, I'm busy expressing my condolences."

Wang Zhaodi saw Shi Sang's actions, and she felt that he was trying to convey that he was busy eating.

Wang Wen's father called people into the house.

Step into the courtyard.

Shi Sang saw Wang Cui from a distance. In order to avoid being thanked again, she motioned to Wang Zhaodi to put the wreath away and find a place to sit. Nothing was as important as the meal.

Just as Wang Zhaodi unfolded the wreath, a man she should call Third Uncle came over and successfully scared Wang Zhaodi.

Uncle Wang pointed at the wreath behind Wang Zhaodi: "Your wreath looks so familiar."

Wang Zhaodi bent her back and looked ashamed that she had done something wrong and was caught by the rightful owner.

Shi Sang grabbed a handful of melon seeds from nowhere and said while eating them: "The wreaths all look alike."

Uncle Wang was not fooled. He approached suspiciously and pointed at the words on the wreath with trembling hands: "My grandfather's name is also written on it, how do you explain it!?"

Wang Zhaodi's face turned red.

Shi Sang stepped forward calmly, tore off his name, and said with a look that he would no longer be unreasonable: "No more now."

Wang Zhaodi: "..."

Would it cease to exist if it were torn off?

Maybe this is the difference between her and Toki-san.

Uncle Wang still wanted to argue, but there was a noise outside the house. If he listened carefully, he could distinguish the three characters "Wang Zhaodi". He looked at the person hiding behind Shi Sang and remembered what he had overlooked - Wang Zhaodi was actually staying with people from other villages.

There was more noise outside the hospital.

"Hand over Wang Zhaodi!"

"Someone saw you entering Wang Wen's house. Do you think I can't do anything to you if you hide in her house?"

"Get out of here quickly, you are going to marry Liu Laizi, what are you doing to disturb someone else's mourning hall?"

Wang Zhaodi was angry and aggrieved.

Shi Sang: "Life is like a book."

Wang Zhaodi nodded heavily, life is too dramatic.

Shi Sang: "Read whichever page the wind blows."

Wang Zhaodi nodded again, you can’t help yourself in life!
Toki Sang: "Which page is difficult to read and which page to tear."

Wang Zhaodi nodded halfway.

The grievance ended abruptly.

Should this be understood?

When Wang Zhaodi fell into silence.

Wang Wen's father took the lead in picking up the shovel behind the door and swung it at the crowd of people outside the door who were shouting and cursing.

"I want to see who the hell dares to cause trouble in my daughter's mourning hall! Come on!"

The shouting and cursing continued, and Shi Sang said "fight", and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.

Wang Zhaodi looked at Shi Sang who was stirring up trouble, as if she was stunned by the unexpected incident.

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A certain sang calmly started a live broadcast.

Some of the water friends who witnessed Shi Sang's rise rushed to the scene as early as [-] a.m., so after receiving news of the launch of the broadcast by the anchors they followed, these people could immediately enter the live broadcast room.

The friend in the water saw at a glance the houses hung with white cloth. [Holy shit, is this anchor sick? Is he so popular? 】

[Who still remembers Wang Zhaodi on the shore of Daming Lake? Is anyone following up on her follow-up? 】

[The anchor is too cold-blooded. 】

[For the sake of fire?What a shame! 】

There was no reason for the insults from the water friends. They vented their inner unhappiness in the live broadcast room until Shi Sang turned the screen to the villagers fighting together.

Shi Sang left her emotion in the live broadcast room: "Qingshan Village is really a small village with simple folk customs."

Wang Zhaodi: "..."

Call this kind of behavior that rises from greetings to the eighth generation of the family tree to personal attacks.

Is there no word for evil in the dictionary?

At this time.

Wang Zhaodi's daughter saw Wang Zhaodi and said: "Little bitch, do you think you can avoid getting married by hiding in Wang Wen's house?"

When she woke up in the morning, she found that Wang Zhaodi was missing, and she immediately felt nervous. Fortunately, someone in the village saw Wang Zhaodi, so she directly brought her relatives and neighbors to arrest him.

She thought she was moving forward, but she never imagined that she would be stopped by Wang Wen's father.

The fighting ability of water friends is not as good as that of the king of verbal abuse - the village aunt. Every one of them was sprayed into silence for several seconds, and it took a while before they remembered to comment.

[The anchor is really annoying. Didn’t your mother teach you to mind your own business and join in the fun?It caused us to be scolded! 】

[Be more sensible upstairs. I saw Wang Zhaodi’s grandma. She scolded her so happily. This plot is interesting. 】

[Wang Zhaodi’s breasts were still dying yesterday, but today they can force people to get married. 】

[I recognize even the plot, let me watch it! 】

[Woman, you successfully caught my attention. 】

"There is no one who is not crazy."

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

Shi Sang's second soul burst out: "However, the righteous Shi Menghan cannot tolerate filth and madness!"

Wang Zhaodi fell into deep thought. She remembered that Shi Sang's account ID was "Fortune Telling Shi Sang".

Is Shi Menghan a nickname?
She thought so and asked quietly.

Shi Sang looked incomprehensible: "You should stay out of the affairs of beauties."

What else did Wang Zhaodi want to say.

Her grandmother was so angry that she called her by name: "Shi Menghan, do you have a father and not a mother? Are you a bitch for rushing to interfere in other people's family affairs?"

Wang Zhaodi opened her mouth, but when she saw Shi Sang's expression remained unchanged, she guessed that Shi Menghan was probably a fake name.

Shi Sang calmly used her niece's name to reap a wave of hatred. After hearing this, she simply said: "I, Shi Menghan, am a virtuous person and do good deeds. No matter how you scold me, I will forgive you."

Wang Zhaodi calmed down for a long time and continued to scold: "Shi Menghan, you uneducated guy, why do you want to sow discord between me and Zhaodi?"

Wang Zhaodi looked at Shi Sang with apologetic eyes.

Shi Sang calmly ate melon seeds, Jie Jie Jie Jie, scolding Shi Menghan, what did Shi Sang have to do with her?
at the same time.

The real Shi Menghan sneezed several times.

Without Shi Menghan knowing, Shi Sang played with her number~

Amidst the scolding.

Shi Sang lovingly stroked Wang Zhaodi's hair and stuffed the phone into his breast pocket: "You forced your granddaughter in her prime to marry a lame, ugly and violent 40-year-old peasant man. Look at the relationship between the two of you. It's still useful. play off?"

The water friends who were eating melon quietly became excited.

【Mist grass, melon is more exciting! 】

【This is no better than a novel~】

[I admit that my voice was a bit loud just now. 】

[Sure enough, art comes from life. 】

[If what the anchor said is true, then I suspect that Wang Zhaodi is not her biological child. 】

[Who still remembers the divination that the anchor made before? Wang Zhaodi has parents and a brother. What is his name? 】

[Shen Tingfeng, this is a heavyweight, the founder of Shunfeng Express. 】

Wang Zhaodi noticed the mobile phone in Shi Sang's hand and thought that the other party was recording a video. She rolled her eyes and instantly sat on the ground and complained.

Those with bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes.

No one had any evidence that she sold her granddaughter, and she didn't believe that no one stood by her side after she cried.

"Is it wrong for me to want her to get married? How come she doesn't know my hard work and even unites outsiders to resist me? Why don't you just piss me off to death?"

"My life is so miserable. I have such an unfilial granddaughter. I raised her in vain."

"Don't you want to fight? Fight, you fight!"

(End of this chapter)