In the Era of Rebirth, the Charming Daughter-in-law In the Courtyard is Beautiful and Sassy

After finishing speaking, Yunyi made a shooting gesture towards Qiu Baolin: "Bang".

 Deliberately scare him.

Thinking of Xu Wenchang's fate, Qiu Baolin turned pale with fright. He thought to himself: He was so depressed by lard. How could he be persuaded by his sister, thinking that he had taken advantage of Chu Zhiqing's body? For the sake of reputation, she had to marry him. ?

Now I'm fine, my intestines are really green.

After his mother, Widow Qiu, had an accident, the two of them were looked down upon and insulted by others. They lived like frightened birds. They avoided people even when they went to work, for fear that the villagers would think of them and come to find trouble with them.

Even the food distribution was done secretly because no one was there.

Today, my sister came back from a secret trip and told him about Chu Zhiqing. She also said that many families in the village wanted to marry Chu Zhiqing.

She analyzed to herself: Now their status is not good, and Chu Zhiqing is not only a martyr but also rich. The most important thing is that she now has so many honors.

If they marry her, they will not only live a good life, but no one will dare to come and cause trouble for them.

 So the two of them were ready to take risks and strike first. Once he took possession of her, she would probably have to suffer the loss of being dumb for the sake of her reputation.

To this end, he specially found someone to buy ecstasy and ecstasy drugs at a high price, preparing to be foolproof. However, he did not expect that he was knocked unconscious before the ecstasy was blown into the room.

He looked at Yunyi and said anxiously: "It's private, we're private."

　　Everyone present looked at Yunyi. Although they were not ashamed of the Qiu brothers and sisters, the reputation of the village really could not continue to be bad, otherwise the young people in the village would be affected when marrying wives and finding husbands.

Yun Yi said calmly: "Five hundred will be paid privately, otherwise there will be no need to negotiate."

She doesn’t care whether they can come up with it or not. Anyway, the conditions have been laid out by themselves. Whether they accept it or not is their business.

When Qiu Baolin heard that it was five hundred yuan, he immediately became anxious: "Are you robbing money?" Qiu Baojuan also spoke at this time: "How can we have so much money? Can we have less?"

Who Yun Yi was, he understood as soon as he heard her words. He was afraid that Xu Wenchang had not subsidized Widow Qiu less, and his family might actually be able to come up with the money, so Yun Danfeng said lightly: "I'm not forcing you, no. Is there another way to choose?”

As soon as she said these words, Qiu Baojuan was so angry that she opened her mouth and wanted to curse: "You"

As soon as she spoke, she was stopped by Qiu Baolin. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, we'll keep it private, but we'll have to collect the money."

Anyway, the monk can't escape from the temple. There are brigade cadres here, so he is not afraid of him running away: "Okay, but before you leave, you must write down what happened today and attach an IOU. I will ask for it before ten o'clock tomorrow morning. See the money, otherwise don’t blame me for not giving you face.”

The phrase "I won't give you face" naturally also includes other people present, so as to save them from getting into trouble when the time comes.

Qiu Baolin knew from the look in Yunyi's eyes that he couldn't do it without writing.

 Can only agree: "Okay, I'll write it."

Qiu Baojuan said at this time: "I will definitely find a way to get the money. Can't I just write it?"

Having written this thing, it meant she would always have a handle in her hand. She was afraid that Yun would refuse, so she quickly added: "We will definitely not run away, really."

Yun rolled her eyes and felt a little impatient: "If you don't write it, then report it to the police. How can there be so much nonsense?"

She didn’t want to spend the whole night writing ink with them: “To write or not to write?”

Qiu Baolin was afraid that Yun Yi would change his mind, so he glared at his sister: "Write, write, let's write."