Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Mrs. Qian bowed to the left and bowed to the right, mumbling something to her. Then she carefully took out a piece of paper and handed it to her granddaughter.

Song Pan'er opened it and saw that her good luck had run out today. It was a side household in the middle row. After looking at the old lady who stared at her expectantly, Song Pan'er smiled, nodded towards her, and gave her a thumbs up.

“Good location. Worth a house and a half.”

Mrs. Qian was satisfied and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

It took a long time before the last sign was signed, and there were not many households in the waiting area in the middle of the square.

The remaining people in the end were all very calm, and occasionally their eyes met, and they all had a tacit understanding.

Song Pan'er had nothing to do and secretly looked at them.

At this glance, she discovered a pattern. Many of these people had just arrived. She deliberately stepped forward to chat with them for a few words, pretending to be casual and asked them about their house numbers. They all had house numbers that they had crossed over.

For example, there is a middle-aged woman whose house number is 254, but now it is 489.

Song Pan'er was very sure that for every number she called, someone came forward to draw lots, and there was absolutely no skip. Then there must be something fishy about these people who were not called!

Song Pan'er thought for a while and secretly whispered a few words to her grandma and her sister.

The lottery is still going on, and Song Pan'er's number is next.

"495-"

Song Pan'er winked at her, got up and walked forward.

Mrs. Qian understood and slipped under the chair after she had just taken a few steps.

Song Lai'er's exclamation came from behind, "Oh, grandma, why did you faint~"

Her voice was more or less fake, but Mrs. Qian's acting skills couldn't be matched. Everyone was attracted by the way she stretched her arms and kicked her legs.

"Oh, is this aunt suffering from shofar?"

"No, I'm not frothing, so it's probably not a case of epilepsy."

"Send to the hospital quickly..."

Song Pan'er hurried back, wandered around her breasts, took out her cell phone and clicked a few times.

"Hey, I want to call an ambulance. The patient is sixty-five years old at the small square of Gaobeidian Village, Chaoyang District. His symptoms are convulsions and unconsciousness..."

After the 120-degree beating, Song Paner picked up her breasts and stopped moving.

Several village cadres also noticed the movement here. The village director came over to take a look. Seeing that Mrs. Qian's face was quite rosy and her breath was long enough, she was not too nervous.

The women's director stood not far away, urging Song Pan'er impatiently: "Okay, the ambulance will be here in a moment, you go and draw lots first!"

"Oh, good~" Song Pan'er gently handed her breasts to her sister's arms, and stood up obediently to draw lots.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mrs. Qian left Song Pan'er's arms, she immediately started twitching again. This time it was even more frightening, and her eyes rolled out.

"It won't work anymore, sister, my milk won't work anymore." Song Lai'er quickly grabbed Song Pan'er and pushed Granny Qian back into her body.

"You hold her first, I have to go see if the ambulance is here."

Song Lai'er stood up and ran to the entrance of the village. She's not good at acting, so it's better to hide first out of respect.

Song Pan'er held her breasts and looked at the women's director in embarrassment.

"No! Leader, I can't leave now."

The village director looked at the families present. Except for Song Pan'er, the others were all family members of the village cadres.

"Okay, let her jump over first! The people behind will be whipped first."

Several village cadres sat back down in front of a row of tables. The little clerk's hand was moving back and forth in the table grid under the lottery box for a long time before he started calling the numbers.

"254-"

"Hey, it's me."

The middle-aged woman stood up with a smile and went to the front to draw the lottery.

Vaguely, Song Pan'er heard that the house she smoked was in the 01 room in District D. There was no doubt that it was a shop in Furniture Street.

Song Pan'er gently pushed her breast to indicate that it was time for her to 'wake up'.

Sure enough, Mrs. Qian woke up within two seconds, holding her head and talking weakly.

"Oh, granddaughter, I'm dizzy! Have you finished drawing the lots? After that we can go home."

"Okay, I'll go draw lots right away."

Song Pan'er stood up and raised her voice deliberately, "Dear leaders, I'm awake and I can draw lots now."

"Can you please be accommodating and let me smoke next?"

There was a cordon around the square. Those who wanted to watch the fun after drawing the lots stood in a circle outside the cordon. Everyone was attracted by Song Pan'er's loud voice.

"no……"

The clerk's hands shook in shock, and he subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"Xiao Wu, let her smoke first!"

The village director glanced at the villagers who were stretching their necks and looking this way, not wanting to cause trouble again. There were extra 'good signs' in it, thinking that it was an advantage for her because she had given him wine.

"Thank you, director."

Song Pan'er reached out and quickly touched the bottom of the box, and found about twenty paper balls. My heart is filled with joy, this is all a sign! Ha ha.

I randomly picked one out and opened it. Sure enough, it was No. 015, District D.

Song Pan'er registered and happily left the small square with her breasts in hand.

Song Lai'er, who was going to see the ambulance, was sitting in the car, throwing a ball with Panpan. When he saw the two of them getting into the car, he hugged Panpan who was running around and asked with a smile: "How is it?"

"That's a must. Let me tell you, the boxes are filled with houses from the Furniture City."

Song Pan'er said with excitement. If there was a tail behind her at this time, it would be turning into a propeller.

"Haha, sister, you are so smart. Why did you notice something wrong here?"

"Just think about it, for such a big event, other people would come to the square early to wait, and those few houses would arrive after noon. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster~"

"Haha, my granddaughter is so smart..."

The grandfather and grandson were chatting animatedly in the car until Granny Qian said casually: "Let's drive, let's chat while walking."

Song Pan'er cleared her throat.

"Ahem, um, which one of you two will get out of the car and help me direct the reverse?"

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