The pretty widow is addicted to money, and the little wolfdog asks for a hug

Gu Qinghuai didn't say anything, he just stood up, took two steps away, then bent down and swung his fist to the ground.

There was a loud bang, and dirt flew everywhere, leaving a hole bigger than a pig's head on the ground.

The vibration of the ground caused the adobe house to tremble, and a layer of fine dust fell from the roof.

Zhao Ying, Gu Qingshan, Gu Qingsong, and Gu Qingmiao all widened their eyes in shock and paused in their breathing.

In the main room, you can hear a pin drop.

Gu Qinghuai blew the dust off his fist, smiled at everyone, and then began to use his feet to push the broken soil to fill the hole.

At this time, Zhao Ying and Gu Qingshan finally understood why his daughter (the third sister) was able to walk four miles carrying a huge bag even though she was more than five months pregnant.

Zhao Ying pulled herself back to her senses with difficulty, and murmured, "Huai'er, you...what's wrong with you? Why did you become like this?"

How could such a good girl be stronger than a cow?

Men would be scared to death if they saw it.

“Yeah, Third Sister, why did you suddenly become… a strong man?” Gu Qingshan looked at Gu Qinghuai with an equally unbelievable expression.

Gu Qingsong frowned: Third sister, this... is this a curse?

Gu Qingmiao's eyes lit up: Third sister is so strong! So majestic!

Zhou Liuya looked calm. She had known for a long time that her second sister-in-law was a strong woman, otherwise they would never have been able to escape from the Zhou family.

Gu Qinghuai clapped his hands and sat back at the table. He told her the story of how she was slapped unconscious by Zhou Zhang and dreamed that she went to see the King of Hell, who said that her life span was not over yet and she was a long-lived person. He then gave her a pill and sent her back to the world of the living. She then told him how she turned into a strong man after waking up.

Ordinary people of this era were very superstitious and full of awe for ghosts and gods, and what Gu Qinghuai said was both true and false, making it hard for people not to believe it.

At least, Zhao Ying, Gu Qingshan, Gu Qingmiao and Zhou Liuya all believed what Gu Qinghuai said.

After all, there are all kinds of wonders in the world, and in the history of the Great Xia Kingdom, there have indeed been strong men, and even such characters are often portrayed in operas.

Only Gu Qingsong looked at Gu Qinghuai suspiciously and asked uncertainly: "Third sister, are you sure you... are really my third sister?"

He was raised by his third sister since he was a child and is very familiar with her.

After the third sister returned to her parents' home, she changed a lot. Not to mention her strength, her temperament also changed a lot. It was like she had become a different person. He couldn't help but be suspicious.

But, if it wasn't her third sister, who else could it be? The third sister came back that day and was very kind to her family, but outsiders would not be so kind.

No matter what, he had to dispel the doubts in his heart and not get along with his third sister with suspicion and estrangement.

Zhao Ying pushed her youngest son's head in annoyance: "Nonsense! If she's not your third sister, then who is she? Don't talk nonsense, or you'll hurt your third sister's feelings."

Gu Qinghuai felt guilty, but it didn't show on his face at all.

She also reached out and patted the back of Gu Qingsong's head, sneering: "What nonsense are you talking about, little brat? Of course I am your dear third sister. I just had a weird dream and turned into a strongman when I woke up. Then, I had a few good fortunes in a row, so I am in a good mood."

Gu Qingsong did not respond, but asked Gu Qinghuai: "Third sister, what is my favorite color?"

Gu Qinghuai: "It used to be white, but then you thought white was not resistant to dirt and was a waste of soap beans, so you liked purple."

Gu Qingsong only told this to the original owner.

Gu Qingsong asked again: "How many times did I wet the bed when I was four years old?"

Gu Qinghuai chuckled, "You haven't wet the bed since you were three years old, because you think that if you wet the bed, you have to scrub the sheets, which is a waste of soap and sheets. That's why you don't drink water at night and you ask me to wake you up in the middle of the night to pee."

Gu Qingsong pursed his lips and asked again: "When I was five years old, I went into the mountains with you to dig wild vegetables. Because we were too hungry, we stole the offerings from someone's grave to eat?"

Only he and his third sister knew about this.

The two men stole the offering and were terrified for several days, fearing that ghosts would come to their door in the middle of the night.

Gu Qinghuai shrugged: "Uncle Gunzi's father, two peach-shaped buns. One for you and one for me."

Gu Qingsong's head drooped suddenly: "Okay, you are indeed my third sister."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was beaten up by his biological mother and his third sister.

His mother treated him to some chestnuts.

The third sister used the Bloodline Suppression - a crushing tickling technique.

"You stinky boy, how dare you doubt your third sister! Are you itching for trouble? You know I'm your biological third sister, but you still hang your head. What? Are you unhappy? You stinky boy!"

Gu Qingsong laughed so hard that he was out of breath: "Third sister...haha...I'm happy haha...I was wrong, haha...spare me...haha..."

Gu Qingmiao also stepped forward to help her third sister scratch the person, and she was a little angry.

The young man actually suspected the third sister!

Third sister is so nice, much better than before!

Zhou Liuya and Gu Qingshan sat aside and watched the fun with a smile.

The three siblings quarreled for a long time before they stopped.

Gu Qinghuai straightened his messy hair and said seriously: "Mother, brother, now you know how powerful I am. No one can bully me," except women.

"Well, my daughter is a strong woman. Let's see who dares to bully us in the future." In just a short while, Zhao Ying accepted the fact that her daughter was as strong as an ox.

It would be better if she is stronger so that she won't be bullied. If ordinary men don't like her, then she can find an ordinary man.

Think about the past, when her husband and eldest son fell, there was no one to support her at home, and everyone in the village dared to yell at her and treat her like a weakling.

Although the eldest son was of strong character, he was laughed at by those people as a reptile.

Reptile, what an insult!

At that time, she felt really sad.

From now on, she has her daughter to support her. If anyone bullies her or her family, she will complain to her daughter and let her daughter out to beat them up.

Gu Qingshan was also very happy: "I feel relieved to see that others can't bully you, but you can bully others."

Gu Qinghuai grinned.

It feels so good to be pampered by family.

Before traveling through time, she was an orphan.

I have never experienced the love of family.

Gu Qingshan took several deep breaths, calmed down, and said in a firm tone: "Third sister, we will do the soap business! Starting tomorrow, you teach us."

"Okay!" Gu Qinghuai nodded.

She also had some pig fat in her space, which she could use to practice.

I'm going to the county town tomorrow and buy up all the pork fat and lard on the market. Anyway, I'll keep them fresh by putting them in space.

Zhao Ying was very excited. Her withered and thin face showed some vitality and her eyes were unusually bright.

But she was still worried: "Xiao Huai, fifty cents a piece of soap is already too expensive. Will anyone buy it at two taels of silver? Will people think we are cheating them?"

Gu Qinghuai chuckled, "Mother, in the eyes of rich people, two taels of silver is just the price of a bowl of soup. We call soap worth two taels of silver scented soap. We can add some moisturizing and skin-whitening herbs to it, and we can also add fragrance. If we make it more beautiful and exquisite, we won't have to worry about no one buying it, and maybe we can even sell it for a higher price."

Zhao Ying patted her chest and said, "Oh my god! Rich people are really good at this! They can drink soup worth two taels of silver without worrying about swallowing their tongues!"

"Mother, believe in yourself. One day, we will become rich and drink soup that costs ten taels of silver per bowl!" Gu Qinghuai was full of confidence, and his clear almond eyes flashed with dazzling brilliance.

Drawing pie in the sky is sometimes also called imagining a better future.