: Being struck to death by lightning when going out

In the end I could only nod in agreement with tears in my eyes.

So the man took out twelve small silver ingots from the cabinet and handed them to Si Zhengping.

What Si Zhengping received was heartbreaking. He just wanted to give his aunt a soft couch, but he didn't want any money!

But he didn't dare to speak for fear that his aunt would be unhappy.

Seeing Si Zhengping collect the money, Si Qing took out a banknote from his pocket and slapped it on the counter.

Unfortunately, due to her short stature, the majestic and heroic action of photographing the banknotes was destined to be impossible for her. Instead, she had to tiptoe to place the banknotes on the counter.

But there is a saying that goes well, if you lose, you don’t lose.

If your movements are not impressive, let's use your voice! Si Qing's soft little voice said with a bit of arrogance: "At this price, buy me a good mahogany soft couch!"

The man listened to her majestic words and was about to say that mahogany is expensive, but when he lowered his head, he saw a silver note with a denomination of one hundred taels.

man:……

He suddenly understood why Si Qing insisted on buying a soft couch with her own money, because she didn't like a soft couch worth one or twenty taels of silver at all, okay?

After throwing out the one hundred taels of silver notes, the middle-aged man immediately called the old carpenter in the shop without hesitation and asked Si Qing to explain his request for a soft couch.

Then I wrote a receipt and will personally deliver the soft couch to my door half a month later.

After both parties signed and stamped their signatures, Si Qing put one of the receipts away and stuffed it into his arms, then left Meng Ji with Si Zhengping in a swaggering manner.

The middle-aged man looked at the departing Si Qing with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

The old carpenter beside him couldn't help but said: "Shopkeeper Chen, why didn't you let me get to know her just now? She is our real owner. This shop obviously belongs to the Si family, but it has been occupied by Meng like this."

For a long time, I’ve had enough!”

The middle-aged man raised his hand to signal him to stop talking: "Now is not the time. Don't tell others about this today. There are not many people left in the old club. If you and I can't keep calm, not only will the property not be preserved,

, the young master’s family will also be in danger.”

The old carpenter stopped talking when he heard this, but the expression on his face was still sad and angry.

Seeing the angry look on the old carpenter's face, the middle-aged man sighed helplessly: "I know you have been greatly favored by your old employer, but now is not the time. Have you forgotten about the old man He?"

The old carpenter said nothing.

The middle-aged man continued: "Old man He wanted to report to the government because he couldn't calm down. As a result, the whole family was poisoned. His son and granddaughter, as well as the daughter who went back to her parents' home to visit relatives, were all gone. The old woman was also poisoned, and the whole family was...

Only Old Man He escaped from the disaster when he went out, but was kicked out of the inn. He had to sell wontons on the street to support his family.

Old Zhangtou, I know you are not afraid of this, but if you think about it carefully, if we are all driven away, the things belonging to our old club will completely fall into the hands of the man named Meng.

I don’t have the ability to hold on to the properties of other shops. This carpenter’s shop is the last one I can hold for my old employer.”

The old carpenter's eyes turned red when he heard this, his lips pursed a few times, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I understand. Old Man He's wife passed away some time ago, do you know?"

Shopkeeper Chen nodded: "I asked my son to check it out quietly."

The old carpenter sighed: "That damn bastard named Meng, if my old boss has a spirit in the sky, may he be struck to death by lightning when he goes out!"

Shopkeeper Chen twitched his lips. The old carpenter said this almost every day, but unfortunately it was of no use.

The theory of ghosts and gods is too illusory, it is better to rely on your own reality.

He told the old carpenter: "You have to make the soft couch that my young master wants well, and use the best wood in the shop."
Chapter completed!