Evil Sister in Charge: As long as you are thick-skinned, you can eat meat every meal

Zhou Sisi jumped out of the car swiftly, with a bright smile on her face, and walked towards the aunts and ladies standing by the well.

"Hello, ladies and aunts. Excuse me, where does Zheng Guang live?"

"This is mung bean cake, please try it!"

Zhou Sisi first raised the question, then took out the mung bean cakes that she had prepared long ago, about seven or eight pieces, and enthusiastically stuffed them into the hands of the aunt closest to her.

Everyone looked at the pretty little girl in simple and clean clothes in front of them. They first looked at each other, and then the aunt who took the mung bean cake from her spoke.

"Girl, what do you want from Zheng Guang? Who are you to him?"

"Aunt, this is the case. After my father passed away, my mother remarried Zheng Guang. A few days ago, she brought my younger brother here from the school, saying that she missed him and wanted to take him over to stay for a few days."

"This has been bothering me for several days. My grandma misses her grandson, so we came to take him home."

After Zhou Sisi finished speaking, she pointed to a donkey cart parked not far away, where Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Jinhua were sitting.

Everyone's faces changed when they heard this. They all went to watch the fire at Zheng's house yesterday. Qin Huaihua cried and said that her son was burned to death in the house. What should she do now? The child's grandmother came to pick him up. There was something exciting to watch again.

"Girl! Zheng Guang's house is at the end of this road, the first one is it."

"It's just that something happened at his house yesterday. We can't tell you. You'll know when you go and see him."

The aunt who was speaking had an expression of reluctance on her face and she began to stutter.

Zhou Sisi pretended to know nothing, smiled, thanked and left.

Now the aunts and ladies could no longer sit still, and they all stood up and followed the donkey cart to Zheng's house.

"Grandma, aunt, you must pretend that you know nothing. We will act according to the situation!" Zhou Sisi turned around and reminded again.

"Okay!" the mother and daughter answered in unison.

Qin Huaihua and Zheng Guang, along with their two children, were searching bit by bit in the ruins of the house. Yesterday they found some small change and copper coins, and then after dark they spent the night at Zheng Guang's uncle's house.

They came here again early this morning to look for it, mainly because a few people were unwilling to give up and had saved some small sums of money each. Although it wasn't much, it could help solve the urgent problem if it was found.

"Qin Huaihua, what's going on!"

"Where is my grandson! Where is my Yun'an!" Mrs. Zhou jumped out of the car first. When she saw the ruins, she couldn't help but glare at her granddaughter.

This little girl set fire to someone else's house and burned it down like this, how can I give them any money?

Qin Huaihua was holding a small shovel and searching intently. Suddenly she heard the shout and was so frightened that her whole body began to tremble and the shovel in her hand fell to the ground!

She now had only one thought in her mind: she was finished, and this day next year would be the anniversary of her death.

"I'm asking you a question! Where's my grandson?"

"You took him away from the academy without telling an old woman like me. Now I'm here to pick him up. You should quickly call my grandson out."

Mrs. Zhou walked up to Qin Huaihua with a particularly ugly look on her face, and then took the opportunity to look at Zheng Guang who was standing aside.

Tsk! What the hell is that? It's not even as good-looking as her dick. It's fat, bald, and ugly. What's that look?

"Mom, wuwuwu! My house caught fire yesterday, Yun'an wuwuwu! Yun'an wuwuwu!" Qin Huaihua cried so miserably that she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Zhou Jinhua went up and slapped him: "What are you crying for? Tell me where my nephew is!"

"Cry, cry, cry, you just know how to cry. Is your Qin family extinct? Wait until they are extinct, then you can cry!"

Zhou Jinhua slapped Qin Huaihua so hard that her face swelled up instantly and her teeth became loose.

"Yun An was burned to death, wuwuwuwu!"

Qin Huaihua covered her face and finally finished her words.

Mrs. Zhou staggered and fell backwards. Zhou Sisi was quick to support the sad and shaky Mrs. Zhou.

Wow! She's such a talented actress! Zhou Sisi thought to herself, what a great actress! Today's best actress.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Zhou Sisi also supported Grandma Zhou with a painful look on her face.

"Okay! Qin Huaihua, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. You said you want to burn him to death? Where is my nephew's body?"

"I think you sold my nephew! You are saying this on purpose and trying to get away with it. You can't do that!"

"If you don't make your words clear today, no one in your family will have a good life!"

Zhou Jinhua's aura was fully revealed, and she directly took out the sickle hanging at her waist that was shining with cold light.

The Zheng brothers and sisters were so scared that they hid behind Zheng Xian. Zheng Xian also pulled a long face and looked at Zhou Jinhua with gloomy eyes.

"Aunt, don't be impulsive. I'm going to report it to the police right now. They kidnapped the child and they will be put in jail for life."

As soon as Zhou Sisi finished speaking, she was about to drive to report to the police. This move frightened the villagers of Zhengjia Village, and someone quickly went to call the head of the village.

The natural awe that ordinary people have for officials is unique to ancient times, so few people go to report to the officials, and village affairs are basically handled by the village head.

"Go ahead and report it. I also said that it was your brother who set fire to my house!" Zheng Guang's daughter Zheng Shuer said indignantly.

All her clothes, jewelry and books were burned. How could she not be furious? Today, the Zhou family dared to come to her house to make trouble. If it weren't for that little brat, how could her house catch fire?

"My brother is a good boy and would never set a fire!"

"Besides, there were so many of you at home, how could a seven-year-old kid have the chance to set a fire? Are you all dead?"

Zhou Sisi had no intention of giving in to her and looked at Zheng Shuer, whose face was covered with freckles, with disdain.

"It was your brother who set the fire!" Zheng Shuer screamed.

"Where's the evidence? Show me the evidence! I said it was your family who set the fire, sold my brother out, and deliberately set your own house on fire to prove that my brother died in the fire!"

Zhou Sisi stared at Zheng Shuer with her almond-shaped eyes, and the words she said made her furious.

"I'm going to beat you to death, you little bitch!" Zheng Shuer stretched out her hand to grab Zhou Sisi's fair little face. She had long disliked this pretty face, and this time she was determined to disfigure her!

Zhou Sisi sneered. He was so easily angered. What a fool he was.

He calmly grabbed the hand that Zheng Shuer extended to him, pulled her in front of him with force, and then one of his hands, as if it was powered by a battery, pulled out an afterimage and slapped her in the face again and again.

"I let you talk nonsense, I let you slander my brother. My good brother disappeared from your house, and you still dare to talk nonsense and slander him. If I don't smash your mouth today, I won't be named Zhou!"

The villagers of Zhengjia Village were all stunned, especially the aunts and sisters who had been there before. How could the pretty girl who had been so gentle and lovely just now become so brutal when she beat people?