Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Qiao Jianer's eyes turned cold.

"Say it again."

Fusheng repeated it clearly again.

"You are so evil, so evil, you want to use this method to harm others and bring bad luck to your family."

Qiao Jianer gave him a handful of candy and said, "See where they put the villain. After Zhou the witch leaves, come find me."

"Yeah." Fusheng turned around and ran away with the candy.

Qiao Jianer pursed her lips. She was not a superstitious person, but there were some things in the dark that no one could predict.

She had read a story, with several versions widely circulated. It was about a family that had been unlucky since they built a house. They consulted many fortune tellers but none of them could figure out the reason. Until one day, they consulted an expert who found a pair of rusty scissors that had been hidden on the beam of the house for who knows how long.

It turned out that this family had a conflict with the house builder, so the house builder took some action.

Although this family's misfortune may not be related to the scissors, but considering the secret behavior of targeting the Qiao family, how could she let the Shen family go?

Qiao Lianer returned to the room and spread out paper and pen.

"Grandma, what is Old Mrs. Shen's name? Where are the four brothers of the Shen family?" Qiao Lianer knew the names of the younger generation, but almost none of the older generation.

"That damn old woman from the Shen family, her name is Bai Shuixian. It sounds so kind and gentle, but she's actually a mean-spirited person." Old Mrs. Qiao said disdainfully, "She really tarnishes this beautiful name."

Old Man Qiao said, "The names of the four brothers of the Shen family are easy to remember: Fu, Lu, Shou, and Xi, with the character Ming in the middle."

The two elders didn't know the names of the daughters-in-law who married in, such as Liu and Tao, so Qiao Lianer thoughtfully wrote "wife of so-and-so, Ms. So-and-so" so that if anything bad really happened, she would not be able to escape it.

"Jian'er, why are you asking these names?" Old Mrs. Qiao asked curiously.

Qiao Jian'er didn't want to hide everything from her family, so she said, "Just now, Fusheng heard that Old Lady Shen asked Zhou the witch to make a little figurine with the names of all the Qiao family members written on it, cursing our Qiao family to bring bad luck."

"This damn Shen family actually resorted to such shady tricks. What are we waiting for? Let's go settle the score with them right now." When Old Mrs. Qiao heard this, she looked around for someone.

Old man Qiao was so angry that his beard was twitching. He hurried out of the hall to tell the whole family that he would go to Shen's house to fight tonight.

Qiao Jianer quickly grabbed the two elders.

"Grandpa, Grandma, if we go and question them, they will definitely deny it. They might even accuse us of slandering them, or that they hid it. Forcibly searching them would be trespassing, which is illegal."

Her words calmed the two elders down temporarily. Yes, there was no evidence, and if they continued to make a fuss, it would be their fault.

"Are we just going to let them go like this? There's no trick more vicious than making voodoo dolls and cursing people." Old Mrs. Qiao gritted her teeth.

"So I wrote down their names and put them on the villain. I don't know who it will curse." Qiao Jianer said as he put the paper filled with the names of the Shen family members next to the tung oil lamp to dry.

The two elders looked at each other and thought, this is a good idea. They can treat the person in his own way, without making any noise. If there is any misfortune, it will be the Shen family that will suffer.

It’s really fun to think about it.

"How do I change this?" asked Old Man Qiao.

"I asked Fusheng to keep an eye on them and see where they hide the figurine so that they can replace it secretly."

The two elders then realized that Fusheng and his gang had really become errand boys for Jianer.

No wonder, I always see them coming to the door, whispering something to Jianer.

Old man Qiao showed a wicked smile on his face. Good, it makes me feel relieved. How insidious. Bah, bah, how insidious it is. It was the Shen family who were not humane first, and they were just retaliating.

Old Mrs. Qiao nodded: "But if the Shen family always thinks that it is our Qiao family that is cursed, they will definitely be very proud. Wouldn't that make them feel comfortable too?"

Because of this kind of false things, just for psychological comfort, how can it really bring bad luck?

Qiao Jianer said, "Of course we won't let them be happy for too long. We'll find a suitable opportunity to expose this matter."

Old Mrs. Qiao put on a stern face and lectured Old Man Qiao: "See? Don't think about fighting and killing all the time. The method of using the sickle is called killing people and destroying their hearts. It is much more effective than hitting the philtrum."

Old Man Qiao: “…”

It seems that he is not the one who is busy looking for someone to deal with the Shen family.

Oh, forget it, I have taken the blame for so many times in this life. What if I take it a few more times? Too many lice won’t worry you, and too many debts won’t itch you.

It was dark outside, and the witch Zhou and her son who followed her left.

Passing by the Qiao family, she felt a little guilty and couldn't help but quicken her pace.

She had her son write down the names of all the Qiao family members on the little figure she was making, and then recited the most vicious curse before inserting a needle into the paper.

The Qiao family, both men and women, were as ferocious as wild beasts. Although they didn't know what she had done, she still felt scared.

Zhou the witch was walking too fast and accidentally stumbled, kicked a stone, and fell to the ground.

"Ouch--"

She couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Her son, holding a torch, helped her up, frowning and whispering in a low voice, "Mom, what are you worried about?"

Only the mother and son, Old Lady Shen, and several elders of the Shen family knew about this matter, while the younger generations were kept in the dark to prevent them from leaking the information.

"It's okay, I'm fine, son, let's go." Witch Zhou said as she patted the dust off her body.

"Oh, isn't this Witch Zhou? You'd better be careful when walking at night, so as not to break your old bones. Or has Witch Zhou done something bad and is feeling uneasy?" In the yard, Old Mrs. Qiao could see the sarcasm.

When Zhou the witch heard this, she became angry: "What bad things can I do for others? Calling people's souls is a way to accumulate merit."

Seeing the Qiao family targeting her like this, all her guilt disappeared, and she felt that the Qiao family deserved to be cursed.

Zhou the witch's son didn't want to get involved in any conflict with the Qiao family, so he urged Zhou the witch to leave quickly.

Old Mrs. Qiao snorted.

When the matter comes out, the Shen family will never let Zhou the witch off. Then, let them pull hair out of each other.

After the hour of Hai, the whole village fell into silence, and those who were working went to sleep in their tents.

Although they are rushing to complete the project, it will not affect the villagers' rest.

Almost all the members of the Qiao family had gone to bed, leaving only Qiao Jianer and Old Lady Qiao in the yard.

It was August (all months in the article are in the lunar calendar), and the big osmanthus tree in the yard was full of tiny flowers. The fragrance was rich and came in waves, almost making people dizzy.

The grandparents and grandchildren sat under the osmanthus tree and chatted.

"Really? When I was pursuing you, I used so many tricks." Qiao Jianer laughed secretly.

"Yes, don't look at your grandfather as a conservative old man. He was very smart when he was young." Old Mrs. Qiao seemed to be trapped in the distant past, with happiness and melancholy mixed on her face.

"Time is unforgiving, and we are all getting old."

Fusheng slipped into the yard, put something wrapped in cloth under his armpit, beckoned to Qiao Jianer, and ran into the main room.

Old Mrs. Qiao patted the back of Qiao Jianer's hand and said, "Go."