Space Fisherwoman: Going fishing in the sea and getting rich

Old Mrs. Chen snorted, "You've been eating and drinking at my house for these years. I'm lucky enough that I didn't ask you to pay for it. You still want to take away my He family's things? I'm telling you, no way!"

Song Qingqing yelled, "I have taken care of your family for so many years. Even if I was a servant, I would have received one or two taels of silver a month. Since I married into your family, I have not eaten more than two hundred coins of food a month. Even when your family was broke, I still earned money to support you. So, I am still losing money!"

Old Mrs. Chen choked and lost her confidence. "I don't care. I won't give it to you anyway."

After saying that, she took her son back home.

With a bang, the door was closed.

Song Qingqing was unwilling to give up, so she went forward and knocked on the door, "Open the door for me. If you don't return my things to me, I won't leave until you come out."

"Now that you have some money, you don't want me anymore and you despise me. You will definitely be punished and you will be struck by lightning!"

He Daquan, who was inside the house, frowned as he heard the voice outside: "Mother, are we really not going to return her things to her?"

Old Mrs. Chen curled her lips and said firmly, "No, give those clothes to your next daughter-in-law, and it can also save a lot of money for us to eat meat."

He Daquan nodded: "That's true."

Song Chuhuai also understood what happened and said anxiously: "Sister, my father and mother said that my aunt used to be very kind to them. Please help her and don't let her be bullied."

Song Chuman motioned her brother to wait there, and she walked forward and suddenly called out, "Aunt."

Song Qingqing, who was knocking on the door, was stunned and turned to look around, but she didn't see anyone.

Song Chuman silently mourned her height and tugged at Song Qingqing's sleeve, "Aunt, I'm here."

She wants to drink milk so she can grow taller.

She was malnourished before, and although she was six years old, she looked only four.

Song Qingqing looked down and saw Song Chuman was actually here. She was surprised and asked, "Ah Man? Why are you in the city? Who did you come with?"

Song Chuman looked at Song Chuhuai who was sitting not far away, "My brother and I came here together."

Song Qingqing glanced at her nephew, then lowered her head and asked in confusion, "How dare your parents let you two enter the city?"

Song Chuman smiled and said, "Aunt, let's talk about this later. Let's get down to business first."

Song Qingqing was stunned: "Did you see what happened just now?"

Song Chuman: “Yeah.”

Song Qingqing didn't feel embarrassed. The child certainly didn't understand these things, so she asked, "What do you mean by doing business?"

Song Chuman smiled and said, "Of course, I want to take back what belongs to you."

After saying that, she suddenly kicked the door.

With a bang, the door fell to the ground.

All the onlookers widened their eyes in astonishment.

Didn’t they see the flowers just now?

A child just kicked the door open like that?

Song Qingqing said nervously: "Ah Man, you broke the door, they will ask you to pay for it."

For a moment, she could only think of the money and ignored her niece's amazing strength.

Song Chuman said unconcernedly, "It's okay, I'll install it for them later. This door is simple. Just pretend you don't know me."

And if Uncle Sun had come to her in time, she probably wouldn't even have to worry about it.

Song Qingqing became even more worried when she heard her speak so lightly.

All of eldest brother's money has been handed over. If A'ma knew that A'man was getting into trouble outside, she would definitely break her legs.