Buried alive by his own mother, he brought a coffin to the whole family when he returned

Zhao Jinhui glanced at Yan Chenqi who was packing dumplings to sell, her face darkened, and she walked over with her high heels clacking.

"Yan Chenqi!"

She called him by his full name, and it was obvious that he was up to no good.

Liu Cuiyun looked at Yan Chenqi with a worried look on her face, "Xiao Qi..."

"Mom, don't worry, I'll take care of it." Yan Chenqi gave her a reassuring look.

Then, he turned to look at Zhao Jinhui, who looked condescending, and said, "What are you doing here? Get out of here! You are not welcome in our house!"

"Do you think I want to come?" Zhao Jinhui grunted, "I just went to your shabby shop, but I didn't see you, so I came here."

Yan Chenqi smiled coldly, "While I'm still in a good mood, say what you want to say, and then get out!"

"Okay! Then let's be frank. I want to ask you, were you the one who injured my son Mingcan?"

Yan Chenqi crossed his hands in front of his chest and smiled slightly, "He deserves a beating, so let's beat him!"

"Do you know that after being beaten by you, he has a high fever and is lying in bed unconscious?"

She felt very sad when she thought of her poor child.

Therefore, she must teach that little bitch Yan Chenqi a lesson to vent her anger for her precious son!

"Really?" Yan Chenqi pretended to be surprised. "I haven't beaten him to death yet. You should burn incense and thank me!"

"Okay!" Zhao Jinhui stamped her feet. "I wanted to talk to you nicely, but it seems like you're not going to take my toast. Old Zhong, have someone bring the food in."

The driver, Lao Zhong, nodded and immediately made a phone call.

After a while, several people came over carrying a coffin.

Zhao Jinhui smiled proudly, "Yan Chenqi, don't you like to send coffins? I have ordered the best coffins for your family of eight. They are much better than those coquettish and cheap coffins on Yongchang Street. I will send one to your mother first. If you dare to hurt our Lu family again, I will continue to send you coffins."

Yan Chenqi's expression became more and more ugly, and he secretly clenched his fists, "I said that my family is my bottom line, Zhao Jinhui, everything you have suffered today is what you asked for!"

After saying that, she picked up the泔水桶 at the door that was used to hold leftover food and soup and poured it directly on Zhao Jinhui.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Zhao Jinhui screamed three times like a screaming chicken.

She pulled the rotten vegetable leaves off her head and her whole body began to tremble with anger.

She pointed her finger at Yan Chenqi, "You! You... you unfilial daughter, how dare you treat your own mother like this, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Yan Chenqi's eyes turned cold, "You killed your own daughter yourself, so aren't you afraid of falling into the eighteenth level of hell and never being able to recover?"

"You! You!" Zhao Jinhui stamped her feet in anger and yelled at the people carrying the coffins, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and block the door of their house with the coffins. Do you still want the money?"

"Yes! Yes! Ma'am!"

Several people immediately took action.

However, when they tried to lift the coffin together, they suddenly discovered that the coffin seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and they could not lift it at all.

Yan Chenqi smiled jokingly, "As long as I'm here, you won't be able to cause any trouble!"

Zhao Jinhui didn't even care about her image at this moment. She pointed at those people and shouted, "What are you doing? Do you want to rebel?"

"No! Madam! This coffin is really weird. We have tried our best, but we can't lift it up!"

"Who are you kidding? It was working fine just now, right? Why can't it work now?"

Yan Chenqi looked at her furious look and couldn't help but smile, "They didn't lie to you. Why don't you go and try it yourself!"

"You little bitch! It must be you who's behind this again!" Zhao Jinhui angrily raised her hand, as if to hit someone.

Yan Chenqi's eyes turned cold, and before she could make a move, he slapped her in the face.

"You! How dare you hit me!"

"What's wrong with hitting you? I told you not to disturb my family, or I'll never let you go!"

"Okay! I'm not done with you today!"

After saying that, Zhao Jinhui winked at those people and said, "You guys, go ahead!"

Yan Chenqi sneered and kicked them one by one, sending them flying to the ground.

Then, she used her spiritual power to push open the coffin lid, picked up Zhao Jinhui with one hand, and threw her into the coffin with a light shake.

Such an unlucky thing happened to her, Zhao Jinhui was so anxious that she jumped in her coffin.

"Ah! Ah! Let me out! Let me out!"

Yan Chenqi looked at her funny scene leisurely and said with a smile: "This coffin really suits you, as if it was tailor-made for you. I think you should keep it for yourself."

"Yan Chenqi! You are such an unfilial daughter!"

Zhao Jinhui's eyes turned red with anger, she lost her mind and started yelling.

"Everyone, come and have a look! Yan Chenqi, this unfilial daughter, murdered her own mother! Everyone, come and judge for yourself!"

"I don't know what this rebellious girl is up to. As soon as she came back, she made our family a mess!"

"We have explained many times that we lost her by accident, but she still doesn't believe it. I don't know if she was instigated by someone to deliberately cause trouble with us, her relatives!"

"What on earth are the Xu family thinking? They don't want my daughter to live the life of a rich lady, and want her to buy dumplings here. They also hold a grudge against me and can't tell right from wrong!"

"God, please be merciful. The Xu family actually raised such a rebellious child. It's really heartbreaking!"

"You must never eat their dumplings again. They might be made with some tainted meat. They can kill people!"

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At this time, more and more people were watching the excitement.

Liu Cuiyun's face darkened, and she protected Yan Chenqi behind her like a hen protecting her chicks.

Although she is not as beautiful and noble as Zhao Jinhui, she is not inferior to her in aura.

She said in a cold voice: "Mrs. Lu, your family has done so many evil things, and you are still here spitting blood. Do you really think that everyone is a fool and lets you play around?"

Zhao Jinhui laughed sarcastically, "Really? You, the spectators, are beating people up, and you think you're right."

She thought she had already grasped the direction of public opinion and was sure to win.

However, she completely ignored the good relationship between the Xu family and Yongchang Street, as well as everyone's hatred of the rich.

At this moment, the wind direction suddenly changed, and the surrounding neighbors all started to criticize Zhao Jinhui.

"We have been neighbors on Yongchang Street for decades. We know the Xu couple best!"

"That's right! The dumplings sold at Xu's Dumpling House are the most authentic and fair! We have been eating them for decades and nothing has happened. Don't come here to smear them!"

"That's right! Don't think that you are rich and can do whatever you want! The eyes of the masses are sharp!"

"Also! The Internet has memory! Are you still trying to argue that you accidentally lost Xiaoqi? The last video in the hospital was exposed, and everyone saw it clearly. It was you who killed Xiaoqi and wanted to bury her alive!"

"That's right! It's horrible to have such parents. Fortunately, Xiaoqi grew up in the Xu family, otherwise, she would have been killed by these people who eat human bones!"

"Get out, get out of here...get out of Yongchang Street!"

"That's right! You are not welcome here! Go away! Go away!"