Rebirth Eighty Spicy Wife Heads the House

After Feng Shuhua entered the building, her steps seemed to have become much lighter, and she no longer had to rely on crutches, although her movements were still slow.

I went straight to the second floor, and the corridor was dark and filled with a smell of rottenness.

He walked to a room, stood for a while, and suddenly pushed open the door, looking at Yan Bochuan who was about to give Jiang Xueying the injection: "Bochuan, stop."

The syringe in Yan Bochuan's hand was just aimed at Jiang Xueying's neck and looked back at Feng Shuhua in shock.

It is not said that it is hidden here, but it was later taken over by the government, and it has been idle because of the rumors of haunted.

Yan Bochuan looked for this because no one would come. Of course, even if someone came, he could find it with his ears. But Feng Shuhua had already pushed the door open, but he didn't hear any sound.

Feng Shuhua walked into the house with a cane and looked at Jiang Xueying, who had been tortured to the point of being unhealthy, frowned: "She can't die, and if she dies, it will be of no benefit to you."

Jiang Xueying burst into tears when she heard Feng Shuhua say that she could not die.

I don’t know what was injected in my body, and itchy, but I was locked in a chair again. That feeling is really worse than death.

I wish Yan Bochuan could give her some fun and let her die quickly.

But when death really came, she was reluctant to let it go.

Yan Bochuan frowned and looked at Feng Shuhua: "Aunt, she hurt An Nan."

Feng Shuhua nodded seriously: "I know, but it's cheap to die like this. And have you ever thought about it? If the cause of her death is caught by someone who is interested, you will not escape legal prosecution."

"After all, it's not the years of war, no one notices death. Do you think it's worth it for the rest of your life for such a person?"

Yan Bochuan was silent because Feng Shuhua said everything was true.

But his hatred for Jiang Xueying is hard to eliminate.

Feng Shuhua supported her hands on the crutch and tried to straighten her body and look up at Yan Bochuan: "Don't you want to live a good life with An Nan? I think you, this thing is not as calm as Qingqing's work."

Yan Bochuan's chest was undulating a few times, and he still started to resent: "Aunt, I really want to crush her bones and ashes, but I still can't evade my hatred."

Feng Shuhua shook her head: "Don't talk about this for now. I'm here to tell you that she will not die. We will also use her to save An Nan."

Yan Bochuan was a little confused: "Can she save Annan? Is Annan's situation very bad now?"

Feng Shuhua nodded: "Let's go out and talk first."

The two of them went out of the room and went to the living room downstairs.

Jiang Xueying watched Feng Shuhua take Yan Bochuan out, but she felt uneasy again. Feng Shuhua said that she could save Ye Nan, how could she save her? Could it be that she could use her life to save her?

Feng Shuhua stood in the living room and briefly told Yan Bochuan that Ye Nan had become like this because she helped Xu Qing change her fate and erased the detailed part of the desperation against the will of heaven and change her fate.

In Yan Bochuan's opinion, it was understood that Xu Qing had signs of premature death when she was a child. Ye Nan gave Xu Qing his life to Xu Qing, which was equivalent to giving his life to his daughter.

After a long silence, "Aunt, I don't understand the mythology of Miao. If possible, can I continue my life to An Nan? As long as she can live well."

Feng Shuhua shook her head: "No, parents love their children and always sacrifice their lives to protect each other. As long as Qingqing lives well, An Nan is willing to do so. She doesn't regret it, but we are reluctant to leave it. So, I didn't look for you.

Tell An Nan. After all, in her eyes, she has long taken life and death lightly and is ready to go at any time."

Yan Bochuan's eyes turned red in an instant: "What should we do to save her?"

Feng Shuhua thought for a while: "I have been thinking these days that we can't help An Nan change his life, but we can live with our lives. There is a kind of Gu in Miaojiang called Life and Death Gu. Find someone to be a mother Gu and raise the son Gu.

In An Nan, as long as the mother Gu is healthy, the son Gu will be safe."

Yan Bochuan instantly understood: "What do you mean is to let Jiang Xueying be a mother Gu?"

Feng Shuhua nodded: "But this is not the final solution. It can only delay Anan's aging speed and delay more time so that we can find a better solution."

Yan Bochuan's heart suddenly became calm. It would be better if Ye Nan could live.

If it doesn't work, at worst it's Ye Nan who lives, and Ye Nan who dies.

Regardless of life and death, I will never let go this time.

...

Xu Qing and Pang Zhenhua sent Feng Shuhua away and helped Hu Zi load the car. Seeing too many things, Hu Zi couldn't handle it alone. He also pushed the car and helped deliver it to him.

Two buckets of braised pork and soup were hung on the handlebars, and Xu Qing didn't dare to ride it.

Hu Zi simply pushed the car and walked towards the train station with Xu Qing.

Xu Qing chatted with Hu Zi when he had nothing to do: "Do you have learned some skills with Brother Zhenhua?"

Hu Zi smiled silly: "I learned it, Sister Qingqing, I can already fry shredded potatoes now, and the shredded potatoes I cut are better than my mother's cut. Sometimes I also cook in the store, Brother Zhenhua

He even praised me."

Xu Qing nodded: "That's really good. You have to study hard and you can open a store and do business by yourself when you look back."

Hu Zi shook his head happily: "No need, my mother said she would follow you. There is no risk, and you can still give us a full meal."

Xu Qing couldn't help laughing. What Sun Qiaofeng said was the truth. Nowadays, many people dare not invest in business, for fear of making their already thin family poorer.

"Then follow me and we will open the store across the country, so Hu Zi can be a leader."

Hu Zi felt that Xu Qing's words were just bragging, and he was happy and did not refute them.

Xu Qing suddenly felt that although they were a small team of several people, the rules and regulations had never been formulated, and even those who had something to do would take a day off.

Now that I think about it, I still need to formulate rules and regulations so that everyone can rest one day a week so that everyone can be more motivated.

However, when opening a small restaurant, it is impossible to close the door and rest together, so you have to see how the most suitable rest is.

When he was thinking about it, Hu Zi shouted in surprise: "Sister Qingqing, do you think that is Fang Lanxin? Why did it become like this?"

Xu Qing looked up and saw that Fang Lanxin was wiping the glass with a rag at the entrance of Qin Guizhi's small restaurant.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Fang Lanxin gained weight, especially her face. The flesh on her fat face was squeezed together, and her waist became even thicker.

Like a person who is pregnant for seven or eight months.

Xu Qing didn't expect that the poison her mother was so powerful.

Qin Guizhi came out and glared at Fang Lanxin in disgust: "You can't move faster? I see that you eat like a pig, and you can work here for me to do things. And Fang Lanxin, you won't take a shower for a few days, your body is rotten

Taste."

As he said that, he still covered his nose and looked at Fang Lanxin with disgust.

Xu Qing heard it from afar and felt very satisfied when he saw Fang Lanxin like this.