After pretending to be licking dogs,the boss can suddenly read mind

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Chapter 90

When the smell that was burning in the forehead rushed toward him, the crowd scurried around like headless flies.

Yi Qingju doesn't care, as long as he gets splashed, it counts.

The villagers standing at the corner were so frightened that they thought they saw blood when they heard such screams, and immediately called the police.

"Come on, grandson! Don't you want a bankbook? Eat my handful and I'll let you go down and take care of what the Lord of Hell wants!"

The villagers were disgusted and stupid. They were all used to "convincing people with virtue" through their mouths. Where have they ever seen something like this? A little girl who is unreasonable and knows how to bury others.

"Girl Ju! Calm down! This could kill someone!"

How come death from nausea is not considered a human life! ?

Yi Qingju dipped into the dung bucket again and spat hard: "Bah! I'll let you see the King of Hell today."

With that, he rushed over again.

She can be a reserved little white lotus lady, or she can be a little shrew who protects her grandma's belongings for the original owner.

The original owner of these jackals, tigers, and leopards just lost their grandma, and they couldn't help it anymore. What the hell!

After all this fuss, the police came and found out that it was just a misunderstanding. After educating a few villagers, they let him go.

However, a policewoman saw that Yi Qingju had the courage to deal with these adults at such a young age, and told her in a gentle voice: "Kid, if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, just ask an adult to call the police for you."

Yi Qingju pretended to be obedient and nodded. .

After she went back to thank Liu Cuicui and Er Gouzi, she sat in her grandma's wooden wheelchair, alone in a daze.

Grandma will be buried the day after tomorrow. Thinking of this, there is a throbbing pain in the heart, which should be the emotion of the original owner.

Grandma's bankbook and some cash were all hidden in the hole under the kang. Fortunately, Yi Qingju was still young enough to crawl in.

"I'll keep it for you first until you come back."

She said to herself, regardless of whether the original owner could hear it or not.

After putting layers of sealed bags, Yi Qingju put the things into the barrel and hoisted them into the well.

She stayed up almost all night, smashed the old window in the corner of the courtyard with rocks, and went to borrow a bucket of glue and a ladder from Liu Cuicui next door, covering the entire wall with broken glass.

It's not the kind of eye-catching broken glass, but glass ballast, and a thick layer of chili powder is pasted on it, which can't be seen from below. But as long as people climb up, not only will their hands be pricked to bleed, but the pain will be so painful that they will faint.

Ergouzi, who was standing below, was dumbfounded: "Girl Ju, hello... you are a thief."

There were eight hundred thoughts in his body.

Yi Qingju just thought he was praising her, lowered her head and smiled.

The first second the chicken crow sounded in the morning, Yi Qingju went to the kitchen, steamed four eggs, filled a basket full of raw eggs and a bucket of peanut oil, knocked on the door next door, and delivered the things. Gave it to the sleepy Ergouzi.