Every word you say to me will chase Song Mengya away.

Song Tiantian hugged Song Mengya tightly, crying more and more: her sister is the best person in the world, they are too bad.

Li Xiuzhen tightly guarded Song Mengya behind her, holding back her tears and said, "Folks, our Mengya is a good girl, she will not harm everyone, there must be some misunderstanding."

"What's the misunderstanding? Li Xiuzhen, if you don't want to part with your daughter, then move out with her!"

"That's right, look at your family. The third child died on the battlefield. You have such virtues. When the eldest son was born, he could still bark, but the latter became dumb. It's not bad luck, what is it? Let's go!"

"You..." Li Xiuzhen wanted to say something, but was stopped by Song Mengya.

Song Mengya looked at the crowd and said loudly, "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient. If I am really possessed by some unlucky ghost, I will leave as soon as possible."

A look of joy immediately appeared on the faces of Mrs. Song and Song Bailian.

Song Mengya continued, "It's just that during the half month since I was arrested and went up the mountain, I met a fairy, and she also taught me some skills."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately looked at each other in blank dismay.

Daxian'er sneered, "In this world, anyone can say that he has met a god."

Song Mengya didn't say a word, and walked around Da Xian'er, "Coincidentally, I see you also have bad luck!"

"You fart!" Da Xian'er couldn't help yelling, and deliberately imitated Song Mengya's previous appearance and asked, "Okay, what evidence do you have?"

In the end, Song Mengya didn't hold a wooden sword, but just slapped Da Xian'er a few times, and small flames ignited all over Da Xian'er.

The onlookers were terrified.

One by one, they avoided Da Xian'er for a long time.

Daxian'er's face changed, and she looked at Song Mengya in disbelief.

Song Mengya went straight to the crowd, pointed to the most lovable people, and said, "Not only Da Xian'er, you, you, but also you..."

With a wave of her hand, small flames ignited in front of the people who were named, "They're all possessed by unlucky ghosts."

There was a moment of confusion among the crowd.

Da Xian'er came back to her senses, and immediately touched her bosom, only to find that her things were gone.

Knowing something was wrong, she wanted to take advantage of the chaos and escape, but was caught by Song Mengya.

"Da Xian'er, where are you going?" Song Mengya asked with a smile, "Are you planning to move out of Tiger Village?"

"You let go, you..." Da Xian'er turned her head, then rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?" Someone immediately asked, "How could there be so many unlucky ghosts?"

"Yeah, I've been doing pretty well recently, how could I be possessed by an unlucky ghost?" said a person who had just been named.

Song Mengya took out a paper bag from her sleeve. After opening it, she directly took out a little powder and sprinkled it in the air, and then slapped it with her hand, and a small flame appeared again.

Everyone's face changed.

Song Mengya explained, "This is phosphorous powder, which has a very low ignition point. To put it bluntly, if you put it in the air, you only need to fan it a little, and it will burn."

She directly handed the paper package to everyone, "You can try it."

This great fairy is obviously a charlatan.

Those who were daring went forward and tried it, and found that Song Mengya was right.

Grandma Li was the first to howl, "So, Daxian'er is a liar? The old bastard cheated me of a tael of silver."

As she said that, she stepped forward to find money from Da Xian'er.

When other people heard it, they also wanted to go, because they had all been cheated.

Da Xian'er, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, got up and ran out when she heard the movement.

Granny Song quickly pinched Song Bailian, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get the money back."

"Oh!" Song Bailian turned around and was about to chase, but was blocked by Song Mengya.

The onlookers hadn't left yet, Song Mengya raised his voice, "I'm not afraid of being laughed at if I say it, my grandma and my cousin asked Da Xian'er to perform today's play, in order to drive us three-bedrooms away. "

"You spitting blood!" Mrs. Song cried out, "It's unreasonable, how did our old Song family raise such a nest of white-eyed wolves!"

The money has been spent, she must drive Song Mengya and the others away.

She howled even louder, "What a crime, my third child is dead, and I supported them with real money. They were ungrateful and beat me during the day, and now they are still slandering me."

"Mother," Li Xiuzhen couldn't listen anymore, "It's fine for outsiders to say that the third child is gone, you... how can you say that?"

"How many years, there is no news, how could he still be alive?" Mrs. Song got up from the ground while talking.

She pointed at Li Xiuzhen and scolded, "You are sick, you are a loser, you are the one who killed my son!"

"My father is not dead." Song Tianshu, who had been standing by the side, suddenly rushed over and bit Granny Song's arm.

Granny Song's arm was bleeding, and she kicked him away, "Your family are all wolves, get out, get out of our old Song's house immediately."

Seeing her son being bullied, Li Xiuzhen hurriedly protected the children behind her, "Mother, are you trying to drive us away? You are so cruel."

"You fart!" Mrs. Song pinched her waist, "Do you have a conscience? If I didn't help you all these years, your family would have starved to death."

"Aid?" Li Xiuzhen smiled angrily, and said to the onlookers, "Our youngest went to the battlefield three or five years ago. In the first two years, we sent money home every month."

She looked at Mrs. Song, "At least there are 50 taels. Even if our third house does nothing, this 50 taels is enough for us to live for five years. But in these five years, will our third house do less work?"

"You help us?" Li Xiuzhen was really impatient. She could compromise for the sake of her children, but if she continued to suffer, they would have no place to stay.

She continued, "The third child is not here, you have occupied our house and fields, and driven our family into a warehouse that will collapse at any time. We eat wild vegetables dug from the mountains. Have we ever eaten your ration?"

"You fart! You're talking nonsense!" Mrs. Song didn't admit it at all, "I'm really not afraid of God's punishment, I spent money and food, and still don't admit it, get out! Get out immediately! Our old Song family doesn't support you group of white-eyed wolves .”

Li Xiuzhen was trembling with anger, but now that they were orphans and widows, and she was so weak, if she stayed in this house, would they still have a way out?

But if she really left this house, would she, a sick child, survive with these children?

She was so helpless, she didn't know where Song Laosan had gone, and she didn't believe he was dead.

Just when she didn't know what to do, she felt someone tugging at the corner of her clothes.

She looked back, it was Song Mengya.

"Mother," Song Mengya called softly, "Let's go, we won't stay here anymore."

That group of dilapidated warehouses, even begged her to live in her!

It's just that they can move away, but they can't just follow the old woman's heart.

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