Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 91 Dumplings

It's been a while, and it's probably too late to stop Mrs. Wu from playing tricks, and it's not sure, if she doesn't do it well, she will have to fight.

Wen Wan didn't dare to delay, she told Song Wei about it immediately, and asked him to make up his mind.

Song Wei didn't expect Zhou to be so troublesome. After thinking about it, he told Wen Wan not to worry, saying that he would handle this matter.

Afterwards, Song Wei went to Mrs. Song and told her that Wen Wan received the dowry left by the Lu family. Someone leaked it. The family might be unsafe these days, so let his mother prepare early.

Song Wei knows Mrs. Song best, his mother has a bright mind, and she can tell a lot of things at a glance, so there is no need to talk nonsense.

Mrs. Song cursed a few words, then waved her hand, "Okay, you can do your work, let me, an old lady, do things like catching thieves."

Song Wei smiled, and went to the homes of the three village chiefs in Shanghe Village, Xiahe Village, and Zhoujia Village in person, and invited them to come to Song's house for a drink in the evening. He said that he wanted to discuss some details with the three of them about the issue of the guarantee letter last time. discuss.In addition, Wen Wan's biological mother left her a box, and inside the box was an antique. The three of them are old people, well-informed, so they might be able to figure out what it is.

Song Wei praised him when he opened his mouth, but the three of them had no reason to be inappropriate. They all nodded with a smile and said that they would definitely be there at night.

As soon as night fell, the three old men made an appointment.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of Song's courtyard, he was instantly made into a wooden stake by a smoky stench, and his legs felt weak if he took an extra step.

The three of them stretched their necks and looked in, and saw that Mrs. Song had placed a large vat under the courtyard wall, which was full of feces.

The village head of Shanghe Village pulled the corner of his mouth and asked, "Old Song's family, what are you up to?"

Mrs. Song replied, "It's okay, I'm going to make dumplings, you guys sit in the room, Saburo is waiting."

The three of you look at me and I look at you, with big eyes and small eyes.

This taste, dumplings?
Are you still drinking?

The village chief of Shanghe Village coughed and said, "Song Sanlang invited us to discuss the letter of guarantee last time, let's go in!"

If you finish talking early and leave early, you don't expect to drink the wine, and you can't swallow it.

Hearing the movement, Song Wei came out and welcomed the three of them in.

Closing the doors and windows finally cut off part of the poisonous gas outside.

Song Wei got ready a long time ago, hid all the jewelry in the box brought by Wen's father, and exchanged for an antique handed down by their family ancestors, saying that they would ask the three of them to give them palms.

When the three of them saw it, they each had their own opinions, and the debate lasted until midnight.

Wen Wan covered her nose and hid behind the courtyard door to keep watch. Finally, she saw the two masked thieves coming. She hurried to the outside of the main room, knocked the window lightly, and then ran back to the room to close the door and window.

Song Wei took advantage of the three people not paying attention, and blew out the lamp directly.

"Why did the lights go out?"

Is it dark in the room, the three old men asked in unison.

"Hush—" Song Wei made a silent gesture and whispered, "Our house has been broken into."

The three village chiefs gasped in unison.

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On the courtyard wall outside, two people were already sitting astride.

Under the courtyard wall is the dung vat prepared by Mrs. Song. It is covered with a black cloth. It is so dark that it cannot be seen.

"What does it smell like?" Zhou Da wrinkled his nose.

"It smells like feces," said Tuesday. "The Song family must be afraid that people will steal their treasures, so they want to make the house stink and drive us away."

"Hey, I really don't believe in this evil anymore." Zhou Da was unconvinced, "After a while, I will use the smoke to knock down everyone in the room, and then we will go in and turn him upside down."

"Stop nagging, jump!" Tuesday was a little impatient, if it wasn't for the box of gold, silver and jewelry, he wouldn't be so friendly with his elder brother.

The two of them shut their mouths and jumped down with their heads sullen.

Mrs. Song listened with her ears open behind the door of the east room.

"Bang, bang" sounded twice, feces splashed everywhere, and there were two dumplings, which were quite fresh, one was Zhou's eldest brother, and the other was Zhou's second brother.

　Chu Zhengqiu - "Happy Marriage in the Pastoral Field: The Little Wife Is Too Hard to Chase"

　　[Changtian cool text, warm and sweet pet, one-on-one, male and female lead double clean]

　　Yao Yao, the overlord of the army, crossed over and became Yao Erya, a silly girl in the village.

　　Dilapidated houses, broken beds, poverty and no food, but the father is kind and the mother is kind, the older sister is tough and protects the weak, and the younger siblings are cute and kind.

　　What is the fear of being poor and white?With hands, feet and brains, money will naturally flow in!

　　A basket of top relatives?Yao Yao's principle is that if a little girl speaks, she will do it!The poisonous tongue makes people vomit blood, and there is no discussion when they shoot!

　　Farming with one hand and doing business with the other, the family is harmonious and beautiful, and the small life is warm and comfortable.

　　As soon as she reached Ji, a matchmaker broke through the threshold, and Yao Yao dismissed her with just a sentence, "It's impossible to get married. I want to marry a husband."

　　Who would have thought that someone would actually come to ask for marriage the next day...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)