Feminist God

The old lady looked crazy, she couldn't put it down on weekdays, she used it every day, but someone stepped on it and broke it? !

Losing that stick that I love so much is almost like killing an old woman!

Losing money, don't even try to solve the problem if you don't have 10,000 yuan! Without further ado, she took out an elderly phone and threatened fiercely, and there was a tendency to call the police if she didn't lose money.

Crutches are only a few thousand yuan, but if you are a foreigner, the price will naturally be different.

If there is no money to pay, it is okay to say that I will pay back with my body.

At least one month has to be repaid!

The old woman had never seen such a handsome man with a dewy body before. She could guarantee that she would let him cry and beg for mercy on her bed!

Without saying a word, Lin Qing took out a stack of cash from his backpack and threw it at the old woman's feet, waved his hands, and said irritably: The old guy is quick to take the money and go, don't get in the way.

The old lady didn't realize it, this handsome man is too easy to deceive, right?

If I had known earlier, I might as well say more about the price.

She put away the money on the ground, and saw Lin Qing's vision changed. This is a stupid little sheep with a lot of money. If he cheated to go to his house at night, would he not be happy?

Forget about the crutches, but today no one is allowed to bury Wang De near the cemetery without my permission.

Hearing what the old woman said, many people who helped to bury Wang De didn't dare to move for a while. It would be unwise to offend people for such a thing.

Lin Qing took out four stacks of bundled cash from the backpack behind him again and threw them on the ground, saying in a low voice but confidently: Bury, bury for me, if anyone helps today, the money will be divided, it's not enough I still have this.

Papa two more times.

Another two stacks of cash were thrown on the ground, and the total was 60,000 yuan. In this area, 60,000 yuan means that a family only earns money and does not spend it for two years.

Wang Feng's family and our minds went blank.

The old woman was frightened. She originally thought it was a little sheep with a lot of money, but seeing such an attitude of not taking money seriously, 70,000 yuan was thrown on the ground without blinking. Background!

Facts have proved that in the face of sufficient interests, the threat of the old woman pales. After all, the money on the ground is equivalent to several months' wages after distribution.

For a while, many people stepped forward to help. After a busy meal, a small grave was finally bulged from the original grave.

The old lady couldn't stop anything, or she didn't dare to stop anything. She never thought that Wang Feng's family had such a rich distant relative.

This is totally unbearable.

She left here in a hurry, people dared to ask for help with money, but she didn't have that much money to ask someone to dig out the coffin again.

The main reason is to bully the weak and fear the hard, and fear of being retaliated by others.

As for the filthy Wang De buried around the cemetery, presumably the ancestors would not blame themselves.

No one cared about the old woman's departure. After a while, with the help of everyone, Wang De had already been buried, and Liang Qingshi burned some cosmetics that Wang De liked during his lifetime.

They were about to leave, but Wang Feng's family tried their best to invite the two to sit at home, and Lin Qing hesitated for a while before agreeing.

After introducing the relics, Lin Qing and Liang Qingshi were attracted by a photo on the wall in Wang De's room.

In the photo, there are Lin Qing who is lying on the table eating snacks, Liang Qingshi who is reading a book, and Jiang Yang who is applying a mask.

He said the three of you are his best friends. Wang Feng, Wang De's mother, who hadn't recovered from the shock of losing a loved one, sighed and her eyes were red again.

Under Lin Qing's questioning, he gently talked about Wang De's affairs.

Who made his body like that, do you know?

The mastermind is a woman named Li Tiantian. With tears in the corners of Wang Feng's eyes, a moment of helplessness spread all over his body, remembering the phone call Wang De made at night before he jumped off the building.

On the phone, he said that he was not clean. He did not explain the specific situation. He only said that after Li Tiantian got drunk with five women, he spent two days and two nights and never stopped. During the period, he was fed medicine and used clips. Used everything for men.

This also caused Wang De to have a shadow both mentally and physically, and was hurt.

Lin Qing sighed, but did not expect that the mastermind of this matter would be Li Tiantian, one of the school bullies.

Perhaps this is also Wang De's own fate. He has already explained to him that Li Tiantian is not a good person, even worse than Zhou Hani. I heard that he has harmed many men, but Wang De is still like a moth to a flame. It became the consequence of leaving this world like this today.

Wang Feng told Lin Qing again that he had hired a lawyer in the capital and was going to sue Li Tiantian.

That Li Tiantian's family has some influence in the capital. Lin Qing hesitated to speak.

Wang De's family is not very rich, very likely.

She killed my son, no matter who she is, I will give my son justice! Wang Feng punched the wall, full of too right feelings.

Lin Qing nodded, handed his backpack to Wang Feng, and said, Wang De did me a huge favor before, otherwise it would cause immeasurable losses. This money should be regarded as his reward.

What do you mean? Wang Feng opened the backpack and looked, shocked, and hurriedly returned it to Lin Qing, saying, Our family can't take this money.

She saw several stacks of cash and a bank card.

This money belongs to Wang De, so don't refuse any more. Besides, this little money is nothing to me, and this trip to the capital for litigation will undoubtedly make this family worse. The expenses will not be too much. Low

Lin Qing talked a lot before letting the simple Wang Feng accept the money.

After bidding farewell to this family, Lin Qing stood at the west end of the village overlooking the cemetery.

It's pretty quiet there.

Lin Qing stood in place for a long time, watching with a calm expression, while Liang Qingshi on one side did not disturb him.

Wang De died, very suddenly.

That man is very money-worshiping, maybe in the eyes of some women he is a dissolute scumbag, a green tea man, and there are no good words to modify him, but... in the end he died in the shadow and pain that he couldn't get out of, and chose to hold hatred Jump off the building.

He could have survived, as he said before, he could still find an honest woman to marry when he was tired of playing, and he would not lose money in this life.

However, it was such a man, such a man who worshiped money. After his death, Lin Qing gave birth to all kinds of unspeakable complications.

Because he is one of Lin Qing's few friends, because he is always very enthusiastic to help Lin Qing wash clothes, because his care makes Lin Qing achieve what he is today.

The view at this time may be the last view of Wang De, because he has already buried in the ground.

For a time, the atmosphere of parting had never been stronger than before.

But after all, I still have to leave here. After a while, Lin Qing looked away and said seriously to Liang Qingshi: I didn't have many friends, but now one of them died.

Do I count? Liang Qingshi asked in a low voice with a serious face.

Lin Qing nodded.

Brother-in-law, you are so kind! Liang Qingshi laughed, and his originally suppressed mood because of Wang De's matter instantly relaxed.

In an instant, he took Lin Qing's arm affectionately, and the latter was anxious to press him to the ground and beat him up, but he was startled and said incoherently, Stop, who is your brother-in-law?