As a mother, she painstakingly came to find her daughter, but her daughter actually told her that she could get a base salary of 2000 yuan a month, and there was also a commission. This month, with the commission, she might get more than 5000 yuan.Wang Xiulan told this matter to her money-grubber mother so that the old woman would no longer embarrass her. Xiulan also promised to send half of the money back to her. 2000 yuan a month was enough to live in the countryside.
But the old woman suddenly began to act up.
She felt that her daughter didn't study much, only had a junior high school diploma, and didn't have any ability. What could she do in the capital city of Beijing? There were so many college students who couldn't find a job, so why did their boss give her such a high salary?
She heard that there were several young girls in the same hometown who relied on their beauty to become the boss's mistress, or to serve men in improper clubs.
She felt that her family's Xiulan might have already slept with the boss and become the boss's mistress. She might even have slept with many men and run the flesh business, losing the face of the Wang family's ancestors.
This old woman was really a talent. She opened and closed her mouth, and no matter how many people tried to persuade her, they couldn't win against her.
Especially the young girls, whoever dared to persuade her would be scolded by the old woman as being like her daughter who didn't know how to behave and only knew how to climb into bed.
This infuriated many people in the surroundings.
Wang Xiulan cried and knelt in front of the old woman, begging her not to make trouble.
Old woman Wang didn't care whether her daughter was shameless or not, and still sang happily like she was singing an opera.
Lin Mumu finally couldn't bear to listen anymore. She leaned forward and stared at the old woman's back without saying anything.
Old woman Wang was also tired of singing and making trouble. But now, she was a little scared by Lin Mumu's stare.
"Whose daughter is this? Why are you staring at me? "
"Hello, I'm a disciple of Taoist priest Ling Wu from Clear Jade Temple. You can call me Lin Mumu."
"Taoist priest? Can you exorcise evil spirits? "
"I'm still young, I can't exorcise evil spirits very well." Lin Mumu shyly responded: "But master said I'm gifted and can see things that ordinary people can't."
"Then what were you looking at just now?" The old woman trembled all over.
"When you suddenly stopped talking, did your throat hurt?" Lin Mumu didn't answer her and instead asked her a question.
"H-how did you know?"
You've been nagging for so long, but you haven't even taken a sip of tea. It would be strange if your throat doesn't hurt!
However, Lin Mumu didn't tell her that. Instead, she mysteriously whispered a few words in her ear:
"I saw a legless man strangling you."
"Ah!!!" Old woman Wang was scared out of her wits. She wanted to stand up, but her legs were numb, so she fell to the ground again.
Old Madam Wang looked at Lin Mumu again and felt even more horrified.
Because Lin Mumu's eyes were earnestly looking at old woman Wang's fallen leg.
That wasn't right either.
Her gaze did not fall on Old Maid Wang's leg, but on the outside of her calf.
"Do you owe him a leg?" Lin Mumu suddenly spoke.
This sentence was like the straw that broke the camel's back. Old woman Wang was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.
"Husband, don't blame me. I had no choice. Quickly go and reincarnate. I'll give you some paper money, so don't be a lonely soul and wild ghost. Find a good family in your next life. "
Old Maid Wang's ability was to open and close her mouth, and when she talked, it was as if she was talking about something real.
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