Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

Today's Tongzilou is particularly lively. People from every household are moving things out from the Lin family, oh no, the Qian family on the third floor, and they all look like they are taking advantage.

Lin Jianshe and Widow Zhang had lunch in the factory, but there were many people in Tongzilou who saw the meat in the canteen and came back to eat with their families. After seeing this lively scene, the shock on their faces was hidden. Can't live.

After understanding the situation, I didn't know what expression to make.

In their entire lives, they had only seen or even heard of anyone who dared to sell household goods like this, Lin Yao.

However, some thoughtful people have grasped the key point - someone wants to sell their jobs.

Many people were secretly looking forward to the fact that Lin Yao couldn't raise the money to buy a job, and then they might have the opportunity to buy the job Lin Yao was talking about.

Qianghua doesn't sell everything. What she sells are things purchased by the Qian family and Qian Baihua. But even so, after the sales, there is nothing left in the living room and Lin Yao's room.

In front of everyone, Qianghua broke the lock on the door of the room where Lin Jianshe and Widow Zhang currently lived, and walked in swaggeringly.

But this time, the aunties didn't dare to follow.

The first step, of course, is to decide who wants the bed!

Qianghua turned around and asked, "Who wants a bed?"

The ladies and aunts standing outside the door looked carefully at the furnishings in the room. Naturally, they saw the exquisite wooden bed. Their faces suddenly lit up and they asked hurriedly: "Are you really selling it?"

Qianghua scratched her head, "This is my mother's dowry. I want to buy a job now. I sold it. Even if my mother is still here, she won't say anything. It depends on whether you are afraid of trouble and dare to buy it... "

"Buy!" an aunt said firmly.

Qianghua: "Okay, this bed is not easy to dismantle. I will give it to my aunt after I sell out the convenient ones."

"Good good."

Qianghua opened the closet and took out a lot of clothes. Some were old and some were still new. "If aunties don't dislike it, does anyone want my mother's old clothes?"

After saying that, she carried a lot of clothes and left the room, all of which were left by Qian Baihua.

"I want it, I want it!" Everyone looked happy.

Do they have no money to buy fabric for clothes? Of course not, they don’t have the cloth tickets needed to buy clothes!

Besides, they all know that Qian Baihua's illness is not an infectious disease, and they can buy the clothes she left behind!

As for taboos or not, well, whose clothes are burned after the death of an old man these days? Aren’t they all left to future generations? Besides, who doesn’t have some supportive people underground? What are you afraid of?

A dozen aunts and ladies quickly bought up all the clothes left by Qian Baihua. According to the condition, the latest clothes only cost 90 cents a piece. Qianghua earned 20 yuan and 50 cents.

There are also bed sheets and quilt covers, all of which were Qian Baihua's dowry. Although they are a little faded, she sells them for one May Day, and some aunts want them, especially two thick cotton quilts, which cost twenty yuan.

While he was busy, Lin Jianshe's roar came from the door,

"stop!"

The ladies and aunts felt guilty and quickly stood aside holding the things they had bought with money.

Qianghua looked at Lin Jianshe with an expression of 'You know what you're asking', "Exchange some things with the aunt and sisters-in-law."

It's not okay to openly sell things these days. As long as she dares to talk about selling, Lin Jianshe and Widow Zhang will definitely seize this opportunity to kill their relatives out of justice and send her to prison.

Aunts and aunts also came on the road and knew what to say and what not to say.

"Yes, yes, let's find Miss Lin to exchange for something."

"What qualifications do you have to deal with these things!" Lin Jianshe pushed aside the people who came to watch the show and took Widow Zhang into the house. His eyes turned red with anger and he yelled at Qianghua: "You are a thief!"

"Fuck your mother, it's embarrassing for you, right?" Qianghua put her hand on her hips and pointed at his nose with her finger, cursing: "This is my Qian family! You Lin Jianshe said it sounds like you are the son-in-law of the Qian family. Say no." That sounds great, you are the son-in-law and the wife of the Qian family!"

"Grandpa and grandma gave you face. Even if you didn't give me the last name Qian, you are already flattering you. You still have the face to say that the things belonging to my Qian family are yours. You are so bold! Where do you get the face from?"

"And you!" Qianghua's finger pointed at Widow Zhang, "The clothes you are wearing belong to me. These days, can those who come after you be so shameless and justly occupy the things of the predecessors?!"

"Aren't you afraid that my mother will come to talk to you in the middle of the night?!"

Widow Zhang's face turned red with embarrassment. She felt everyone's eyes on her and wanted to crawl into the ground.

"You're so presumptuous!" Lin Jianshe was so angry that he looked around, trying to find some handy tool to deal with Lin Yao, but found that the living room was empty, and there was no trace of furniture anywhere!

"You, you, you -" Lin Jianshe fell back angrily, "I want to call the police!"

"Go!" Qianghua sneered, "You go and see, I want to see how the police deal with the son-in-law who embezzled his father-in-law's property!"

These days, many cases are handled based on feelings rather than law. Even if the police are called, her matter can only be classified as a household matter. Plus, with neighbors who have taken advantage of her to testify and intercede, she will not have any problems.

Besides, these days there is a continuous imprisonment mechanism. If she goes to jail, someone might use this matter to attack Lin Jianshe. If it is more serious, it may even cause him to lose his job.

So, does Lin Jianshe really dare to call the police and have her go to jail?

Widow Zhang quickly stepped forward to support Lin Jianshe and said with an aggrieved look: "Jianshe is your father after all..."

"What are you doing?" Qianghua looked at her with disdain, "If you want to talk to me, I have to take off your clothes to be qualified!"

"How can your family teach such a shameless woman like you? How dare you come out to accuse me when you are not right? Do you know etiquette and integrity?"

Qianghua tilted her head and said with confusion in her tone, "Our country, China, is famous for its etiquette. Why haven't you learned it at all?"

"And it's so ugly that you're occupying other people's property like a bandit. Are you a descendant of the devil?"

"Hiss——" The scolding was so vicious!

As soon as Qianghua's words came out, everyone onlookers took a breath, especially after hearing her last words, their eyes involuntarily shifted to Widow Zhang, trying to find some traces.

Lin Jianshe and Widow Zhang's eyes were splitting, and they wanted to kill Lin Yao with a knife.

"Do you know what you are talking about!" Lin Jianshe was so aggrieved that he could not speak, and he was so angry that he was trembling.

"I know!" Qianghua nodded, and she was cursing the most vicious words for Chinese people, "Widow Zhang's banditry makes me suspect that she is a descendant of the devil."

"Bitch!" Widow Zhang couldn't bear it any longer and rushed forward, "I'm going to beat you to death!"

Ha, Qianghua couldn't help but sneered, these mother and son really didn't learn lessons.

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