amaotonovel Chapter 417 Stories in the Alley 2
Chapter 417 Stories in the Alley 2
Perhaps they were speechless.
Wang Pingyu cursed the original owner's man with a curse that would make him impotent and unable to have sex for several lifetimes.
Next.
The goal is to create a mess for that person next door who's still waiting for the original owner to die.
It has been investigated; the other party is a confidant of a young marquis who was injured and pretended to have amnesia.
No.
The young marquis's confidant is doing such a good deed in the countryside?
It seems this damned young marquis is no good either.
He changed into a cloth outfit, lost his memory, and then freeloaded off the wealth of a sixteen-year-old girl from the mountains.
No.
Wang Pingyu can't stand such injustices.
With a few rubs of her hands and a stir of her mental energy, she created a genuine amnesia package for this foolish young marquis.
The timeframe for memory recovery is yet to be determined.
The original owner entrusted the tasker with killing the person who was blowing on her and taking care of her three daughters.
If the person in charge has the capacity, it would be even better if they were willing to take care of her parents, siblings, and other relatives.
It's likely that the original owner also felt wronged.
After learning the cause of his death through the system space, he was completely distraught.
The resentment emanating from her body wasn't heavy, but it was evenly distributed, completely enveloping her soul.
Tongzi was already used to it.
They even called a small bulldozer to scoop her up.
Wang Pingyu had a question about it.
"Where has the soul been sent?"
Tongzi was stunned.
"Didn't you know? The System Space Soul Retention Center has a new project. Let's send her there to experience it."
What could I possibly know?
Wang Pingyu prides himself on being a model worker in the Quick Transmigration Bureau.
Normally, I wouldn't worry about things related to the soul center.
Tongzi sighed.
"I told you, you forgot..."
Wang Pingyu argued that he certainly didn't forget on purpose.
It must be because he got too engrossed in the task...
The system agrees with what the host said; in the recent few small worlds, Pingbao has indeed become quite forgetful.
He hadn't even had a chance to say much to the one person who unified the country.
Chunguo and the other two then went inside together again.
They stared longingly at their mother, Mian Geda, who had regained her spirits. Chun Guo wanted to help feed her, but Wang Pingyu ruthlessly refused.
See how the eldest sister returned defeated.
Chunmei also shut her mouth.
Chunyue was still standing by, waiting to serve her mother tea.
Wang Pingyu has a big headache.
"Chunguo, take Chunyue out for a good meal, and then go tidy up the house. Your uncle and aunt will be staying overnight."
That's for sure.
They came to attend the funeral.
"Chunmei, take some dry food and go find Cao boy. Ask him to pick up your uncle and the others halfway. Explain your mother's situation clearly, so that your uncle and the others don't have to rush on their way."
"I'll go right away."
Chunmei received her mother's words.
She packed some dry rations and went to find her "childhood sweetheart" Cao Liyuan.
*
Chunguo and Chunyue were quite envious and regretful.
She regretted not thinking of arranging a child husband for her son earlier, so that her mother could have someone to ask of her.
Hey.
The second-place team has taken the lead again.
Wang Pingyu quite liked the atmosphere of the original owner's family.
The daughters are all "outstanding". As long as you want to do something, they won't bother you.
This is not.
The eldest and third sons, unfortunately, were also willing to give their elderly mother some peace and quiet.
It's great to have my uncle and aunt here! My aunt's cured pork ribs smell so good. I wonder if my aunt can come; her sweet buns are delicious too.
Chunguo and Chunyue swallowed hard as they carefully cleaned the room.
The elderly mother, Wang Pingyu, asked Rongbao to keep an eye on the burglars staying next door.
This man originally intended to meet with the young marquis, and then return to stake out whether Widow Wang was alive or dead.
I can tell.
This is a fight to the death.
However, in their minds, only the widow Wang deserves to die.
Wang Pingyu harbored no resentment.
The original owner felt depressed and mostly puzzled.
She couldn't understand why, after honestly getting married and having children, she encountered a mute in-law and husband, and after finally outliving them, they still hadn't settled her daughter's affairs.
And then I ran into these scoundrels who don't care about human life.
The world is not bad.
She was just unlucky.
If only I hadn't gotten married and had gone to live with the nun in the temple.
Wang the Butcher had many brothers and sisters, and his cousins got along almost like blood relatives. The original owner had five aunts alone.
The Zhou family came to propose marriage for this reason.
They took a liking to the large and prosperous Wang family.
They hope their daughter-in-law will have several children after marriage, so they can change their son's temperament.
It's okay if you can't turn it around.
Now that the Zhou family has an heir, they can rest in peace.
The original owner's parents-in-law were initially in good health, but they died young purely because of the original owner's husband, which meant that the original owner had no concept of love and romance.
I eat well every day and fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.
Otherwise, they might have discovered their partner's thoughts much earlier.
Hahahahahahahahaha.
Wang Pingyu glanced at the life records provided by Tongzi.
My lips trembled uncontrollably.
Do you think this is acceptable?
[Countless nights, the original owner would fall into a dream, while the person beside him would cover their face with a handkerchief and sob.]
He dared not cry too loudly.
He was afraid that if his parents found out, they wouldn't give him any money and he would spend it himself.
I'm also afraid of disturbing the original owner and getting kicked.
Depend on.
He should go and hang out with the young marquis.
A good-for-nothing and a freeloader, they're quite good as a family.
This person died too young.
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It got dark quickly.
Spring plum blossoms come and go.
Cao Liyuan slung his rations over his shoulder and waved goodbye.
In no time, everyone in Cat Lane knew that Zhou Jiawang, the widow, had miraculously survived.
Perhaps good fortune is on the horizon?
Some people will say "Amitabha" to anyone, regardless of whether they know them well or not.
Some were envious that the widow Wang, despite having no son, was still able to seize the Zhou family's property.
For example, Granny Liu.
However, this could not be said outright, as Widow Wang's family had too many relatives; if one member from each family were to come, they could probably block the entire alley.
I wonder what the Zhou family's perspective is like.
They insisted on looking at families in the neighboring county.
Why can't she find her niece from her maternal family appealing?
Her niece was much more hardworking than Widow Wang.
Unlike Widow Wang.
She had three children and refused to have any more; she's truly unlucky.
Actually, many people think this way, but only Granny Liu at the end of the alley is deeply convinced of it.
After listening to the report that Tongzi gave.
While Liu Pozi was asleep, Wang Pingyu arranged a "three ghosts from the Zhou family beat her up in her dreams" package for her.
Hopefully, after she wakes up, she will start to do good and stop thinking about any connection between the Zhou family and her maternal family.
Finish these.
Wang Pingyu stretched and got out of bed.
"Ouch, my back is sore from lying down. I definitely can't lie down again tomorrow."
Tongzi didn't expose Wang Pingyu's Versailles.
Isn't it just that she wants to show off that she has three big babies at once?
When the host was taking care of the little one, it wasn't like that. He begged me, the system, to come out and act as his babysitter.
The little banyan tree doesn't have as many thoughts as Tongzi.
Pingbao said her back hurt, so let's give her a massage.
I declined the enthusiastic invitation from Rong Xiaoshu.
Wang Pingyu lit some incense sticks for her three daughters to help them sleep better.
The original owner's health had been poor during this period.
The three kids really did suffer.
“%*”
(Pingping, that guy woke up, should we torture him?)
Rong Xiaoshu was startled to realize that his painstaking skills had become rusty.
I want to take this opportunity.
Practice your skills properly.
We can't continue using the methods from the previous small world, where we created mutated creatures and orcs ourselves.