Chapter 9 Wang Zhaodi needs quick-acting heart-saving pills more than she does.
The scene fell into silence.
Wang Wen's father couldn't really hit anyone, so he looked hesitantly at Shi Sang and Wang Zhaodi behind him.
Some netizens in the live broadcast room defected and echoed.
[The old man will not lie. It is clear who is right and who is wrong. 】
[I just said that the anchor is not a good thing. Are you satisfied with destroying other people's happiness? 】
[But it’s never right to force people to get married. 】
[Especially when the target is a lame, ugly and older domestic violence man, ]
[Stop arguing, it must be @ Fortune Telling Shisang Xianghuo, who specially acted with @野小鱼干. 】
While water friends keep guessing.
The villagers began to complain.
"Zhaodi, you are too cold to your grandma's heart."
"Don't forget, it was your grandma who worked hard and worked hard from dawn to dusk to help you get into college."
"It sounds like your grandma is going to sell you."
"If you don't hurry up and apologize to your grandma, you're really ignorant of how the big day will turn out."
Wang Zhaodi clenched her fists. In a village that values filial piety, everything she said was wrong.
The familiar faces in front of them transformed into a group of bloodthirsty leeches, lying on Wang Zhaodi's body and sucking, as if they had won after pushing Wang Zhaodi down.
Wang Zhaodi had no evidence to prove her grandmother's madness, especially since the other party had several elderly people from the same village who testified.
She needs a quick-acting heart-saving pill! Shi Sang jumped up and raised her hands: "I have evidence that you sold your granddaughter."
Everyone present looked sideways.
Grandma Wang Zhaodi was secretly proud when she saw everyone in the village standing behind her to talk.
Suddenly I heard Shi Sang's words.
She couldn't help but sneer.
What evidence does Shi Sang have? She didn't need to think about it to know that he was deceiving her. She avoided people when talking to Widow Liu.
She hid the 3 yuan in a place no one knew about. Unless someone found the gift money or took a photo of her tying up Wang Zhaodi, it would be empty talk.
just heard.
Shi Sang said: "You took 3 yuan from Liu Laizi, and you have that money pinned to your waistband."
Wang Zhaodi was stunned.
well.
Now her breasts need quick-acting heart-saving pills more than she does! Grandma Wang Zhaodi subconsciously covered her waistband, and her worried expression successfully caused waves.
Everyone could only smell the scent of melon.
Friends in the live broadcast room were surprised and understood.
[Another reversal? 】
[3 yuan is not much money. 】
[This money is a betrothal gift, right? 】
【Shock!An old man in the village sells his granddaughter for only 3 yuan. Is the granddaughter too cheap or the old man is too "money obsessed"? 】
Grandma Wang Zhaodi quickly thought of the reason: "This is a betrothal gift, a betrothal gift! Wang Zhaodi, you teamed up with outsiders to bully grandma. Are you worthy of your parents who raised you and me who worked hard to find an in-law for you!?"
As soon as this word comes out.
The villagers nodded in agreement.
Since ancient times, marriage matters have been dictated by parents and matchmakers. If Wang Zhaodi is not satisfied, she can sit down and talk about it, and there is no need to make it so embarrassing.
The villagers shook their heads and sighed.
"Children are really ignorant."
"Luckily, she still went to college."
"It's so shameful. No wonder Zhaodi's grandmother is angry."
"Who benefits from making a fuss?"
"It's all a joke."
Wang Zhaodi was accused by everyone, and she had the desire to run away. If she had known that this would be the case today, she would have persuaded Shi Sang to stay away from the village together no matter what she said last night.
Shi Sang reassured Wang Zhaodi that her nanny had told her that running away would not solve any problems.
When you encounter a problem, confront it head on.
Don't wait until the time comes.
Wang Wen's father came over to persuade: "Your family's affairs have affected my daughter's funeral. You should go back with me first."
Wang Zhaodi shook his head repeatedly.
She would rather die than go back.
Wang Wen's father still wanted to persuade him.
Shi Sang smiled: "You haven't found a wife and a lover, but you are still in the mood to persuade others."
Wang Wen's father's face froze.
He really didn't know who his lover was.
But can he be blamed? No wonder the adulterer and the adulterer hid their secrets so deeply! Pity his sister said a lot that the deceased was the most important person, so he thought of holding a funeral for his daughter quickly.
The good man Shi Sang stayed true to his word: "The person behind you is the person who had an affair with your wife, and is also the biological father of your cheap son. And he is planning how to take advantage of the chaos to rescue your lover who was locked in the back room by you, so that the family of three can sleep together and fly together. "
She cast her gaze on a thin man with sinister features and stern eyes, and waved to greet him.
The thin man, who didn't want to be in the spotlight at all, almost cursed. He didn't have time to explain his innocence. He turned around to avoid Wang Wen's father's shovel attack and infiltrated into the crowd.
Wang Zhaodi wanted to remind Shi Sang in a low voice that this was not how Shuangsu Shuangfei was used, but she fell silent when she saw Wang Wen's father's eyes widening with anger, as if he was ready to kill at any time.
"Wang Er, it's you! It's you who slept with my wife, and you still dare to run away!?"
"Fuck! I can't kill you!"
The person who was called Wang Er was like a fish in water, sneaking into the crowd and nimbly dodging attacks one after another.
When Wang Zhaodi was worried about whether the villagers would continue to accuse her, she noticed that everyone was staring at Wang Wen's father chasing his adulterer.
A small number of villagers even stood on tiptoe.
It looks exciting, really exciting.
Some of them witnessed the wonderful scene at Wang Wen's house last night and thought they had no chance to continue eating.
I never expected there would be a sequel.
Shi Sang closed his eyes, clasped his hands together and prayed sincerely: "I hope everyone is okay."
Wang Zhaodi was so stimulated that she slurred her words: "This doesn't look like Yazi who will be fine!"
Shisang smiled.
Hmm.
But what does it have to do with her?
She is only responsible for praying~
Fans in the live broadcast room were shocked by the sudden situation, and comments sprung up like bamboo shoots.
[I’m sorry, I love this plot! 】
【Is it so exciting after not watching the live broadcast for one minute?Can anyone tell me the details? 】
[How did the anchor know? Since she knew, why did she choose to let it go without warning her in advance? 】
[If you can remind me, I will definitely remind you. 】
[What was said upstairs seems to be fart, I’m not sure, I’ll give it another try. 】
[Wang Zhaodi’s breast: No one pays attention to me anymore? 】
Wang Zhaodi looked at Shi Sang, who had caused the chaos and was alone and calm, and felt admiration.
soon.
Wang Er was exhausted and was successfully captured by Wang Wen's father, who received more than a dozen blows on his face.
Being slapped like crazy.
Wang Er was madly provocative: "You are useless and can't satisfy your wife!"
All the villagers: "..."
Ooh.
Incredible.
Wang Wen's father was so angry that his face turned green.
Shi Sang advised: "Be clear about it, think about it, your wife is not yours, and neither is your son."
Everyone present was silent.
This is adding fuel to the fire, isn't it?
Wang Wen's father was furious.
At this moment, he felt the pain of Wang Zhaodi, the pain of being eaten as a melon by fellow villagers.
Sudden.
Shi Sang pointed at Grandma Wang Zhaodi and said, "Back to the topic, I have photos and videos to prove that she tied people up and locked them in a room. The so-called betrothal gift is just a transaction."
Wang Wen's father, who was finally out of the limelight, was pleased to hear this. He glanced at Shi Sang: "I believe you, Zhao Di's milk must be an old thing who sells his granddaughter for glory."
Some people are still questioning.
"You can't say that. I believe Zhaodi didn't work so hard to raise her just for the 3 yuan."
"In other words, what can you do with 3 yuan?"
"Just because she happened to know about Wang Er's affair with Wang Wen's mother doesn't mean that she can dictate other people's family affairs."
The voice fell.
Shi Sang said to the questioning person: "You, 32 this year, seem to have been a bachelor for more than ten years, but in fact you spend money every month to go to town to find women to squeeze cucumber juice. There are 87 consumption records of yours in the mobile phone bill record. .”
Critical hit ×1.
The old man who was being stared at was like a fig leaf being torn apart. His face turned red and he didn't care to retort, he just wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.
Villager: This man picks melons whenever he can! Shi Sang turned his attention to another person who questioned: "You, 62 years old, have a crush on a 53-year-old guy from the next village. You have harassed you under your real name many times on the pretext of delivering food. You are planning to have a late-night love show after dinner. .”
Critical hit ×2.
The folds on the old woman's face spread out in fright, and she subconsciously waved her hands in denial.
Villager: This man really picks melons!
(End of this chapter)
