Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

"Look at these girls nowadays, how can they be girls?"

"Does your nose hurt? Did you get a hole here?"

"If this girl was mine, I would break her legs. What a shame!"

...

The whispers around them did not affect the two blond girls at all.

Seeing Su Chen walk out, the girl who spoke had her eyes lit up.

She took out 20 yuan, and casually took out a piece of Wrigley gum and put it in her mouth. After chewing for a while, she blew out a bubble with ease and sat down with a nonchalant look: "Master, can this be counted?"

Kong Aichun couldn't help but asked her: "Little girl, do you really want your father to die? Are there any conflicts? Does your father not want you to fall in love early? Or does he not give you pocket money? In fact, there is no need to make it like this."

The girl rolled her eyes directly: "None of your business!"

Kong Aichun: "..."

Lao Liao ran to her side and comforted her: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's not worth getting angry with such a person."

Then he stood up and reminded Su Chen: "Xiao Su, don't count with such a person, wolf-hearted~ How can you curse your own father like this, unfilial daughter."

The girl picked her ears, blew a bubble at Lao Liao, and quickly blew it out, and raised her middle finger.

"You, you you you..."

Lao Liao was furious.

This time it was Kong Aichun's turn to comfort him, holding him and not letting him go to settle the score with the girl.

Su Chen's eyes were indifferent.

"There's no need to calculate."

The girl was stunned: "What?"

"Your sun and moon corners are sunken and dim, and your parents are dead."

"So there's no need to calculate."

When this was said, not only the girl but also her friends were stunned.

Lao Liao and Kong Aichun looked at each other.

After a long time, Lao Liao asked in a low voice: "Is this girl too wild and hasn't been home for a long time? Otherwise, how come she doesn't even know that her father is dead?"

Kong Aichun glanced at him: "Why isn't it because her father hasn't been home for a long time and no one knows that he died outside?"

Lao Liao: "..."

Over there, after a long silence, the girl suddenly punched the table.

"Why? Why did he die just because he said he died?"

"Then calculate for me where he died, I will grind his bones and scatter his ashes!"

Old Liao looked disgusted: "Look, this is not a good person, what hatred and resentment? After all, he is my biological father, and I grind his bones and scatter his ashes, I have no heart."

Su Chen did not blame him, he asked softly: "Did you bring your father's horoscope?"

"I brought it."

The girl took a deep breath and casually threw a piece of paper on the table.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she was still chewing the gum in her mouth, but she tried to blow a bubble again, but failed repeatedly.

Su Chen calculated: "Your father died on the evening of November 23 last year, the location of the body..."

Just as he started talking, the chair where the girl was sitting made a creaking sound.

Old Liao and the others looked over and saw that the girl's face turned pale instantly.

Looking closely, the girl's hands and feet were trembling slightly.

The girl standing beside her gently put her hand on her shoulder, as if to comfort her, but she opened her mouth and closed it again.

Su Chen continued: "A bridge about 34 kilometers southwest, in the third pier."

As soon as this was said, Chai Daqian on the opposite side exclaimed: "Was he hit by a stake?"

Lao Liao and Kong Aichun looked at each other, both horrified.

There were already people gathered around to listen to gossip. When they heard Chai Daqian talking about the pile-driving, they asked: "What is the pile-driving?"

"You don't know this? It means that when building a bridge, a road or a house, if there is no peace, people will be buried alive."

"So cruel?"

Chai Daqian lowered his voice: "Anyway, I heard it from my son. He said that in the past ten years, when projects in many places started, one or two people would always disappear from the construction site. In fact, they were piled with living stakes, and basically, there would be no more problems after the pile-driving."

"They would also ask a master to pick people with good horoscopes and give them wine in advance. In that way, even if someone fell down during the construction, it was because he was drunk and careless. It was his own fault. He couldn't blame the boss. At most, he would have to pay some money. Some people couldn't even find their families, so they didn't even have to pay compensation."

Everyone suddenly realized and was shocked again.

"Doesn't that mean it's dangerous to follow the construction?"

"Oh my god, I'm glad I didn't go to the construction site with my cousin at the beginning of the year, otherwise I might have died."

"No, aren't they afraid of being haunted by evil spirits?"

Chai Daqian rolled his eyes: "Are you stupid? Those who can think of hitting the living pile don't have a master to guide them? And my son said that if you are hit by the living pile, your soul will be trapped inside and can never get out. Even if you become an evil spirit, you can't harm the boss."

Everyone was shocked again.

The girl with the nose ring listened to these words from behind, and her bloodless face turned pale again, and crystal tears were swirling in her eyes.

But soon, she raised her head and held back her tears.

But when she spoke again, she had a nasal tone.

"So can I dig him out and grind his bones to dust?"

The crowd watching: "..."

This girl is really stubborn.

Dad died so miserably, why do you still want to grind his bones to dust?

When a person dies, it's like a light goes out. No matter how many wrong things he did in his life, they should be written off, right?

Lao Liao was about to speak angrily, but Kong Aichun pulled him back. He glared at the girl and simply reached out to tease Xiao Ayun to relieve himself.

But if he didn't say anything, others would start to talk.

One by one, they accused the girl.

"You are such an unfilial daughter, aren't you?"

"That's right, your father is dead, and you don't want to let him go peacefully, but you want to grind his bones and scatter his ashes. Are you crazy?"

"If I had a daughter like you, I would have soaked her in a urine bucket as soon as she was born, so as not to raise an ungrateful person."

...

The girl was biting her lips at first, but after listening for a while, she suddenly slammed the table and stood up.

"What do you know?!"

"Because of him, my mother died!"

"My mother is dead!!!"

Amid the shrill roar, tears rolled down.

She suddenly squatted down, buried her head in her knees, and sobbed.

Some people subconsciously shrank their necks and looked a little guilty when she yelled at them like this.

Old Liao also swallowed silently.

If the girl's mother was killed by her father, it would be understandable for her to hate her father so much, right?

Someone came forward slowly, took out a clean handkerchief and handed it to the girl.

"Don't cry, Yimei'er. We didn't know anything and just talked nonsense. It's our fault. Don't cry. It's our fault. I apologize to you~"

It would have been fine if she didn't say anything. Once she spoke, the girl cried even harder.

Intermittent sounds also came from her knees.

"He died, why did he leave so many debts? So many people came to smash and destroy every day, and didn't let us live at all~"

"My mother, my mother cut her hair and sold it for my birthday."

"But they came before I had time to buy noodles and eggs!"

"She locked me in the closet, by herself, by herself..."

"Woo woo woo, what's wrong with me grinding him to ashes? He deserves it, he deserves it!"

The girl raised her head suddenly, her eyes full of anger.

Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at Su Chen: "Master, will it be painful after being beaten?"

Su Chen nodded.

"Is it more painful than grinding bones and scattering ashes?"

Su Chen continued to nod.

The girl raised her hand and wiped her tears and snot.

"Then I won't grind bones and scatter ashes."

Everyone felt a little strange.

The next second, the girl said hatefully: "I'll go dig up his ancestors' graves!"