Quickly wear the cannon fodder to turn over and sing

On the other hand, Susu and Wen Wan watched Wen Kuailiang making a fool of himself every day and having all kinds of bad luck, and they secretly laughed in their hearts.

They learned that Wen Kuailian had worked in the coffin shop for a long time and had developed a deep affection for the shop, having long regarded it as his own home.

They were hoping that after Grandpa Wen passed away, they could just pay a little money to inherit the coffin shop. But they didn't expect that a little girl would like this and spread rumors that she was unlucky and isolate her. They hoped that she would go back to the city.

I didn't expect that girl to be so resilient and strong. Although she became withdrawn and didn't like to talk to people, her carving skills became more and more sophisticated and she was also very creative.

Oh... what a bad idea! Wen Kuailiang sighed countless times.

SuSu: Everyone spreads rumors.

A few days later, although Wen Kuailian was no longer unlucky, the news that he had a mouthful of dog shit and was possessed by bad luck had already spread throughout the village and was spreading to other villages.

The more the story spread, the more outrageous it became. Everyone knew that Wen Kuailiang was a poor guy who loved to eat dog shit. Even dogs despised him. Whoever met him would be unlucky and extremely unlucky.

Now, whenever someone sees him, they will immediately take a detour. If they really cannot avoid him, they will spit at him, curse him a few times, and then leave in a hurry.

This made Wen Kuailiang feel extremely depressed. In order to avoid everyone, he had been leaving early and returning late these days. Even so, more and more people were talking about him.

On this day, Wen Kuailiang had something to do and went home early. He walked very fast with his head down, and the villagers pointed and talked when they saw him along the way.

"Look, this is Wen Kuailiang who loves to eat shit."

"Hey, I pass by your door every day, hurry up and throw some moxa water to get rid of the bad luck."

"Hurry up and wash your eyes with this little mugwort water, don't let him infect your eyes with bad luck."

When Wen Kuailiang heard these words, he walked faster. However, he did not notice a stone in front of him and tripped and fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" Wen Kuailiang fell flat on his face, with mud all over his face and body.

Seeing this, the surrounding villagers burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, what a poor guy! He fell down and is covered in mud and dirt. It's even more unlucky!"

"I think he did it on purpose. He wants us to be unlucky too!" Everyone quickly dispersed.

Wen Kuailiang felt extremely ashamed and angry. He could not stand such humiliation, so he stood up, spat out the dirt in his mouth and cursed: "Who the hell splashed water on the road? What a jerk."

The woman who threw water was not happy, so she went up to the roof and yelled, "Who are you calling a jerk? I'm throwing water at my doorstep, it's none of your business!"

Wen Kuailiang got even angrier after hearing this, "You're being called a jerk by a jerk, do you still have any sense of public morality?"

The woman who threw the water did not show any weakness and continued to yell, "Public morality? If you know what public morality is, you shouldn't go out! Bah, you are unlucky!"

Wen Kuailiang was quickly defeated and returned home in disgrace.

He decided that after he took control of the coffin shop, he would not make coffins for them. However, he still had to do business, and he could then work harder on the taboos.

Thinking of this, he was secretly proud...

As for Wen Wan, her health improved after Mr. Li customized the coffin for her and she became famous.

The coffin shop's business was getting better and better, and they were too busy to handle it. It was Wu Lai's turn.

When Aunt Wen recommended Wu Lai, she had Wen Wan in mind. Sooner or later, the coffin shop will be theirs.

Wen Kuailiang went home and complained: "Oh, I work so hard every day, but most of the money goes to others."

"That girl will get married eventually, so won't she still be ours in the future?"

"The coffin shop is very busy right now. I have to get up an hour earlier tomorrow. Please prepare some food for me."

Hearing this, Aunt Wen's eyes lit up. She knew her nephew's chance had come, and hurriedly said, "Why not let Xiao Lai go and help you? He's smart and has some strength, so he can help with the heavy work. If he and Wen Wan can succeed..."

Wen Kuailiang glanced at his wife and interrupted her rudely, "That damn girl is tall and strong, stronger than any man. Would your nephew like her?"