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Chapter 1799 What a tough battle!

 Chen Shuhui came to the entrance of the community and stopped.

Good, it's a big battle.

Tian Fengju's head was covered with white cloth with blood books, disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and sat on the ground crying. Next to her, there were two women who didn't know where they came from. Sitting next to her, she started crying loudly.

Behind them someone was holding a white cloth banner with big blood words written on it: Return my child to kill him to survive.

The people who watched the fun outside were already watching inside the third floor and outside the third floor.

But it is obvious that someone is cleaning up the site and leaving a large space for a few people to play.

Chen Shuhui walked out without fear, stood in front of Tian Fengju, and asked the woman beside her who was crying hard: "Professional mourner? How much does it cost per day?"

A woman immediately started crying, opened her mouth and said, "10 yuan a day."

Then he continued to cry rhythmically, crying and crying.

After crying eight times, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I live in the Third Hospital of Xisi Hutong. If you have a job, you can find me and promise me to cry for you."

Then continue shouting: "Ah! My son~~"

There is a reason for the companion next to her. She stinged her companion awkwardly and could not find the crying tune.

What they did this time was not ordinary work. How to introduce business and expand customers like before?

They are here to help find fault!

And the woman who asked this question was obviously the person they were looking for.

"Creating trouble requires organization, discipline and help. Tian Fengju, you are doing a great job," said Chen Shuhui.

Tian Fengju lay weakly on the ground, raising her head with difficulty. On her pale face, only her blood-red eyes were left: "I don't care, my child is dead, you have to compensate me!"

Chen Shuhui sneered: "I'll give you money? How much do I pay you? Do you have medicinal wine? You give your child's life to others. Tian Fengju, you are such a good person and a filial son.

"The Zhang family married you, which really saved eight happy lives!"

Chen Shuhui looked at it and said, "Well? Where is the Li family? Why isn't there anyone here? If Old Li wants to continue his life but doesn't want to help, just point it to you alone?"

"I have to feed all my beggars. It's so overbearing."

A few words made Tian Fuju's face turn white and he couldn't sit still.

Also let the people around you know what is going on.

It doesn't matter what those who only see the excitement scenes think.

"You are really unreasonable!" You pushed me yesterday, and many people saw it. Now my child is gone, I want to sue you!" Tian Fengju shouted.

She thought she was shouting, but a few words were intermittent and very weak.

But her expression was very proud: "I have found witnesses and police, so you can go with them now!"

Although she was disappointed that she could not save the child, it would be even better if she could let Chen Shuhui in! It was worth it!

If Chen Shuhui hurts her in the end, she must compensate her for her losses!

Tian Fu Juren couldn't sit still, but she straightened her neck and looked energetic. She didn't hit the south wall or looked back.

After Tian Fengju’s story was finished, a policeman stopped in front of him, and several policemen walked down speechlessly.

They really don't want to deal with family disputes!

But now Tian Biaoju told Chen Shuhui that she had a miscarriage. If there is a certificate and a hospital certificate, they must go through this procedure.

Things are a bit tricky, so Chen Shuhui has to keep up.

It is useless to shout here that I am innocent.

"Brother, I've delayed your job again." Chen Shuhui looked back and said to Tian Fusong a little embarrassedly.

If she hadn't been careless yesterday and asked Tian Fengju to approach her, she wouldn't have grasped this loophole and done this series of things.

Delaying Tian Fusong's work.

"It's nothing, sooner or later." Tian Fusong said: "You have to be angry whether this time or next time. Either bother you or me."

He smiled and said, "I have to thank them for finding you directly. If it was given to me, it would be much trouble."
Chapter completed!
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