The next morning, under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, there was a doll with a sewing needle stuck in it, and a shoe that Gao Meilan had lost.
"I heard that Gao Meilan encountered a ghost last night."
"Didn't you say vixen? Oh my god, that scream was like cutting her flesh."
"Who is she stabbing? Is it Liu Fang?"
"Do you still have to ask? He must have been caught while doing something bad. He was so frightened that he even lost his shoes."
Wang Changgui came over with his hands behind his back and a gloomy face. Erling's wife called him, "Changgui, who is that villain? Is it Liu Fang?"
"You won't come up and take a look?" Wang Changgui said angrily.
Bah! If Weitang Village doesn’t have good people, how can it eliminate such disasters as Old Man Su?
Do you let go of your good life, think about how to harm others all day long, don't want to see other people's lives being good, and scheming with each other, all your qualities are being fed to the dogs?
The doll smells of pesticides and is mixed with sucrose, specifically designed to attract pests. If someone drinks it, they will lie down on the floor.
"Li Cuiping?"
There was a note taped behind the doll, with three large characters written crookedly on it.
"Li Cuiping, aren't you?" Wang Changgui said to Erleng's wife.
"That's my name, why did you call me?"
"This has your name on it. Don't you want to know who stabbed the villain? Do you know now?"
Before Erleng's wife could react, the person next to her said, "Gaomei Lanza, you villain, are you stupid? You say this and you still don't understand?"
Ah? Erleng’s wife went crazy on the spot.
"Well, you Gao Meilan, you yell at my sisters and sisters every day and do tricks on me behind my back. I said I haven't been feeling well these past few days. It's her who is behind my back."
When shrews fight, irrelevant people should stay away and don't spit on them.
The Su family was having breakfast, and Su Jian said that she would take family photos over the weekend and buy them new clothes.
"Taking pictures, Jane, why did you think of taking pictures?"
The swelling on Su Mingcheng's face finally subsided, but the inflammation in his body was still there, and he felt sick all over.
"Dad, Xiaodan and I have grown so big that we haven't even taken a single photo."
When she was in the fourth grade of elementary school, there was a person in the class who came from a well-off family and brought a camera to show off. The class teacher was frightened at the time. This was not a toy, and no one could afford to pay for it if it was broken.
At that time, she really envied others taking photos. Her family was poor, and she would not dare to invite her classmates to take photos with her, for fear that they would ask her for money for the photos.
The couple felt sorry for their child.
"Let's take a picture. Let's all take a picture. The children are grown up. How can we not save the money for taking pictures?" Liu Fang's eyes were red and distressed.
"Mom, call your uncle and ask him to take grandma and grandpa directly to Dongfanghong Photo Studio tomorrow, and we can take pictures together."
"Okay, it's settled."
Zheng Pengfei turned around and called his father, "Tell my mother to prepare. I'll meet you at Dongfanghong Photo Studio at one o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
Lao Zheng looked confused.
"Son, what are you taking a picture of? We have a ready-made camera at home."
"No, little Sister Jian and her family take a family photo, and so do we."
The walls of the Zheng family are all filled with family portraits, including three people, seven or eight people, and about twenty people crowded together, looking like canned sardines, smiling stupidly.
"Okay, I'll tell your mother."
Just as he was about to hang up the phone, Lao Zheng hurriedly called to him.
He was so excited last night that he stayed up half the night.
Zheng Pengfei didn't like the class teacher in the first grade of junior high school because the sarcastic middle-aged woman made fun of Su Dan and ridiculed him. In the second grade of junior high school, he asked his father to take action and find a new class teacher.
Last night, I received a call from my class teacher, telling him that Zheng Pengfei ranked sixteenth in the class in this test.