But after screaming, it was discovered that the old widower did not move.
Hua Siluan then gently let go of her hand. She walked to the old widower and suddenly found that the old widower had his eyes tightly closed.
"Haha, it turns out he is a dead man!"
Hua Siluan smiled again, picked up the basket on the ground, and walked to the river on one side.
Ning Qingming watched from a distance and felt deeply that there was something wrong with Hua Siluan.
It's strange that a girl who grew up in a boudoir is not afraid of ghosts.
Ning Qingqing watched Hua Siluan take out the contents of the basket, which looked like drinks.
She was a little far away, so I couldn't quite hear her mumbling words like "That's all about you".
After saying some words, she poured the wine in her hand into the water.
After finishing this, I took out some paper money and started burning it.
While doing these things, she kept mumbling words, but I couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.
Ning Qingying felt suspicious for a while.
At this moment, the old widower on the ground got up. He first touched his arms with both hands, and then looked at Hua Siluan who was standing by the river.
He smiled and walked towards Hua Siluan.
Hua Siluan saw that he had woken up, and his eyes darkened slightly, waiting for the old widower to open his arms and run to her.
She kicked the old widower into the river.
At this place in front, the river water is still relatively shallow.
The old widower grabbed the grass on the shore and wanted to crawl towards the shore, but how could Hua Siluan let him come up? Her embroidered shoes stepped on the old widower's head,
"Woooooo-"
The old widower was forced to drink the river water constantly. He wanted to come up, but he had no strength at all. The river water in winter was naturally cold to the bone.
"cut-"
Seeing that the old widower's body gradually became motionless, Hua Siluan threw the basket he had just carried into the river.
Then he clapped his hands again, adjusted his makeup, put his hands behind his back, and walked outside.
Ning Qingying was still standing there, looking at the old widower's body in the river. He couldn't figure out that Hua Siluan turned out to be such a person.
After waiting for a while, Ning Qingqing quietly walked out of the forest.
Hua Siluan's carriage has already left.
Ning Qingming then took the tofu hidden under the tree and walked back.
When I returned home, I found a maid standing in the yard of my home, who seemed to be the one who had just followed Hua Siluan's car.
"I want you to buy tofu. You just came back now after buying it. I don't know where you died and wasted."
The old woman pointed at Qing Ming and cursed angrily.
Qingming lowered his head and walked in holding the tofu without saying anything.
Seeing Ning Qingqing like this, the old lady took another sip of foam.
Then he looked at the maid in front of him with a smile, "Xianqiao, do you think you still need a maid in your house? That dead girl just now, you can see if it works. You can also work as a handyman in the house."
Xianqiao smiled and said, "Auntie, look at what you said. I see that Sister Qingnan is also a neat person. The house does need a maid, and she only has one tael of silver!"
Listening to what Xianqiao said, the old woman smiled from ear to ear.
(End of chapter)