Scum Male’s Whitewashing Manual

The people in the village suddenly became dumbfounded.

"This, this is not the boss, isn't it a grave? We will shovel him now!!"

The person who said this was arrogant. As he spoke, he waved his hand and began to dig up at the grave.

"You dare!!! Zhang stay!!! Your kid has no conscience, and your family is also called you a uncle, you dig his grave, you have no conscience!!!"

"Hey!" This is called Zhang Liu. It looks bigger than Qiu Wu. The horns are full of white hair. At this moment, the shirt is naked, showing a black body. It looks like a normal man. .

However, what he said in the mouth at the moment can be irrelevant to his appearance. "You are also very embarrassed to say conscience. When you were young, you didn't have a mother who was hungry. The whole village didn't care about you. It was the Xuanjia father who helped you and gave you Eat and drink, let you live, just like this, you still hurt his daughter-in-law, and also dig his family's grave. Everyone in the village can say that I have no conscience, and you can't say Qiu Wu!!"

He said that he was filled with indignation, and he was just as arrogant. It was like consciously doing things for the heavens.

The people in the village standing behind him are all the same, and they talked about it.

"When you were young, you couldn't eat enough food. You are going to starve to death. It is Xuanjia who saved you. As a result, you watched his family die, and it was really ruinous."

"Qiu Wu, you listened to a persuasion, aren't you talking about it? What time is it? If you don't engage in feudal superstition, your baby has been dead for so many years, and what are you doing? Hurry to move the grave, is it not good for the whole village to make a fortune together?"

"No! No!!"

Qiu Wu's wife was crying with tears on her face. She was kneeling on the ground. She did not have any arrogance for the propaganda in the daytime. She cried and asked the villagers who were still on the united front. "You can't dig, please don't dig, dig the grave. The soul is flying!!!!"

"Where it is so serious, it will go away and you will not be able to change the coffin for your child."

"No, I am not allowed!! It is my son!!"

Not far from Wei Mingyan’s station, the desperate look on Qiu’s face was clear, and he looked down and looked at the little grave.

"Everyone should not quarrel, this grave will not move."

Just when everyone was huddled together, the magnetic voice of a young man sounded calmly, as if a pot of ice water was poured on the fire, and everyone was quiet.

The sights all fell on him. Wei Ming’s words were still the kind of self-satisfaction. Some people couldn’t help but cautiously asked, “Boss, the mountain, can you buy it?”

"If you buy it, don't leave the grave. I don't have a good road here. The development is not good..."

At that point, the young man in the city sighed and said, under the light of the flashlight, the handsome face was full of embarrassment.

"Boss, you can do it well, our village is really poor, you bought this mountain, it saved us!!"

Immediately, some people began to tempted to sympathize with the cards. Sure enough, the younger white face from the city hesitated a little more. He looked like an extremely annoyed frowning, hesitantly said, "Or else, You don’t have to move the graves..."

The faces of Qiuwu’s husband and wife suddenly showed a joyful smile. They were happy that they finally hugged the child’s grave and looked forward to the upcoming 25,000.

"I didn't want to buy it anymore. You see me buying a mountain. You are both noisy and noisy. It seems that I am forcing you to sell it to me."

As soon as this was said, a lot of hateful sights fell on Qiuwu’s husband and wife.

If they didn't know how to be good, they wouldn't drag on everyone, and they almost couldn't get the money.

"But I am a soft-hearted person. Since you are asking me to buy it, I still have to help the folks in the village. This grave will not be removed. My road will not be repaired. Therefore, the cost of buying a mountain is a discount."

How do you say this, but also discount?

The people in the village face each other. "The boss, what price do you want to give now?"

"When I planned to move the grave, the price I could give was two thousand five. I can’t move it now. There is only two thousand for that person. Anyway, the development value of this mountain is greatly reduced because it is not lost. My The price is like this, let's discuss it."

"I agree to buy it. If I don't agree, I will leave. As for the graves on this mountain, don't bother to make a move. When you sneak up and dig the graves of others, you will be mad, even if you send this one. I don't want mountains either."

"The village head, I am not familiar with the way down the mountain, please send me a ride."

The village head has not recovered from the words of Wei Mingyan, and he subconsciously agreed. "Oh, hey, this is coming."

"Boss? The boss has something to discuss, the boss..."

When the two went, the mountains were still the villagers.

Just different from before, they didn't think about digging the grave again, for fear that the boss would not give them the last two thousand dollars.

Twenty-five thousand has become two thousand pieces, and everyone’s eyes are full of disgust and hatred against Qiuwu’s husband and wife.

If the Guardian Ming said at the beginning of the two thousand, then they may be happy to have this unexpected wealth, but now, that is twenty-five! !

That's it!

"It’s just a matter of moving the grave. What are you tempering? Now, the whole village is full of money, and the face is so thick!"

"That is, your two people are sincere and don't let us be better. Yes, before you jumped up and down there, you almost didn't mad at the old lady, and said that we would take us up the mountain to dig graves. You are not afraid of being police. Take you away!"

"I can't guarantee that he just wants to wait until someone comes to catch us and be a ghost. This person is so poisonous, who knows what he is thinking."

"Hey! Pretend, money is not earning, silly is not stupid!"

In an instant, the thousands of people said that Qiu Wu’s body was sitting on the ground, listening to the village’s screaming nose. Some people were emotionally excited. He shivered and tried to defend himself. “That, That is the grave of my baby, how can I dig, if the boss says to dig your family's grave, are you willing!"

"Did you not dig the tomb of Xuanjia before? At that time, why didn't you ask the old lady of the family to be willing or not, not to bully her old age."

"Before you want to dig the graves of others, you should think that this kind of thing will be retribution to yourself!"

All the hate cells of the village people are now used in Qiu's family, and they can't wait to watch them shy and swear on the spot.

"He also said that it is Xuanjia's devil's life. I think it is Qiuwu who is afraid of this because he has done something wrong. At the beginning, everyone said that it is good to cut ice to make a mark. This kid is not doing anything, if it is not a child. They didn't come out for a few days, was it that they died at the time?"

"That is, killing the daughters and daughters of the children and burying the graves of others, the wolf heart and the dog lungs are not so embarrassing."

"Forget it, big night, let's go, talk to this kind of person, when he is guilty, maybe he has to climb the mountain to dig the grave of the whole village!"

"Let's go, let's see your son fall into the river next time. I just don't look up when I look at it. Anyway, you didn't do that at the beginning."

Before Qiuwu’s husband and wife had a fight with the villagers, they were sweating and covered with mud. How embarrassing it was at this moment, and what made them even more fearful was the hatred of the villagers’ eyes.

Their days in the village are definitely not as good as before.

The couple’s two painful sorrows screamed at the son’s grave and burst into tears.

In tears of confusion, Qiu Wu felt remorse for the first time.

Isn't it, this is retribution.

He wanted to dig the grave of Xuanjia, so today, the grave of his son was almost dug...

He regrets it, regret it...

When the day was just bright, Wei Mingyan returned to E City with Xuan Lele, leaving only the contract he simply drafted last night.

The guardian is already on the road, the other is professional, and it is estimated that the mountain will be settled in the afternoon.

According to the contract, except for Qingming, at other times, without the consent of Wei Mingyan, other people are not allowed to go up the mountain. If other people may have to entangle, but those who have seen the money can not wait for the signing, press The handprint was printed.

As long as you have money, you will not be able to die in the future.

Two thousand pieces were in the hands, everyone was happy first, then took the hot ticket and remembered the lost more than 20,000 yuan, but that was more than 20,000.

If they have the money, they will not be able to work, and they will enjoy a good time.

But now, it has been ruined by Qiu.

Malicious, hateful, these negative sights fell on the Qiuwu couple, let them fall into the cold, white face and bowed their heads.

E City

Xuanzhen was properly taken care of along the way, and the good end was sent to the hospital. After some inspections, Xu Lele was uneasy waiting for the results. The doctor looked at the results on the computer and frowned slightly.

"The situation is not optimistic, your family is ready."

Xuan Le Le's face was white, almost not standing still.

Wei Mingyan quickly helped her and looked at the doctor. "Can it be treated? How difficult is it for us to rule."

The doctor gave the answer, treatment is ok, but only half of it is possible, and, during the treatment, it requires a lot of money to support, it is best to ask the old people's opinions and decide whether to treat.

He is also kind to this. After all, the two are still young at first glance, and they are accompanied by the elderly alone without accompanying their parents. It seems that they can't get so much money.

In this case, the elderly usually ask for no treatment for their children at home.

Xuan Lele barely supported and asked the doctor about how much.

The doctor indulged for a few seconds and said an amount.

This money, even if it is announced that Lele can earn two years without earning...

Xuan Lele looked desperate and slowly got out of the office by her boyfriend. She was just placed on the bench and couldn’t help but cry.

She was very sad when she cried, and even the nurse couldn’t help but look at her.

This is her only relative.

"Lele, don't cry." The man next to him was still so gentle. He reached out and gently wiped the tears on Xuan Lele's face.

"What to do, clearly, what to do, what should I do..."

Xuan Lele never felt such despair. In this way, there was no hope. She leaned on her boyfriend's arms and took his strength.

"what should I do……"

Listening to his girlfriend’s muttering voice, Wei Mingyan’s handsome face showed firmness. He opened his mouth. “Lele, you listen to me...”

"Hey? Lele? What happened to you?"

Yang Qing accompanied her grandmother to check it out. She just got ready to come over and take the checklist and saw her friend crying. Her eyebrows wrinkled and she quickly went over.

"Yang Qing..."

Before Xuan Lele, she cried very badly. Now that she sees her best friend, her emotions can’t collapse. “My grandmother, she is sick, my money is not enough...”

She wants to think about ways to make money in one go, but the blank brain is full of fear, so she has no way to think.

"Don't cry, don't cry, how much is it? I have money, I have money..." Yang Qing never cried like a friend, she is usually a big swearing, she won't swear, she will take care of herself. The bag turned over and went to Xuan Lele's hand.

"Le Le, don't be afraid, I can't do it. I borrow from my parents. There is always a way!"

Xuan Lele’s crying couldn’t stop, “The money is too much, the doctor said, conservative estimates, but also 200,000...”

Yang Qing was stunned, and he was only half-sounding. "Can you stage it? We work together, and you live broadcast!"

Just as Yang Qing racked his brains and wondered if there was any way to make money quickly, Wei Mingyan gently put Xuan Lele in his arms, patted her in one hand and took out the phone in one hand.

"dad……"

The handsome young man muttered, "I need 200,000."