Space Fisherwoman: Going fishing in the sea and getting rich

"Your father and I have no place to live now. We don't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes every day. Look at us. I'm only in my forties and your father is only in his twenties. But if you say we are in our seventies or eighties, I'm afraid everyone will believe it."

"Please have pity on us. Our lives are really hard."

"Look at your father. He's missing a few fingers now. He can't work anywhere. We haven't had enough food for two months."

Damn girl, looking at her rosy complexion and the cotton clothes she is wearing, which look new, I can tell that she has been living well recently.

In just a few months, she has gained weight. She must have been eating well recently.

Thinking about how they had been hiding from place to place during this period and how her son had his fingers chopped off by his creditors, becoming a real cripple, she felt hatred in her heart.

Don't let her find the opportunity, otherwise she will definitely kill He Xiaoshuang.

A money-losing guy actually dares to live better than their elders. God is really blind.

Shen Hanrui frowned. She finally knew who these two people were.

When they were investigating the eldest branch of the Song family, they also investigated the affairs of the He family.

Song Chuman pointed at Han Yanjun and Old Lady Chen, "Come on, mother and me. We killed eight beggars living in the ruined temple, robbed them of all the money they begged, and threw them outside the dry well of the ruined temple."

He Daquan immediately reacted, your expression just now was correct, and instantly returned to normal, with a downcast face, "He wants to slander you. Does he have any evidence? He is just talking nonsense."

Old Lady Chen's expression froze, and she said arrogantly, "You are in charge, anyway, if I give you ten taels of silver today, you will leave. If you don't have it, he will give it to you. Who asked him to take you in!"

Song Chuman looked at our eyes and raised her eyebrows and said, "They want to ask, how did you know? If you want others to know, then don't do it yourself."

Song Chuman: "That's up to him."

Song Chuman said disdainfully: "He kicked you out in the beginning because he recognized you. Now that he sees that you can make money, he wants to recognize you? Shame on you!"

After a while, the officers arrived.

"Of course you have no evidence." Song Chuman looked at the officials and said, "My dear officials, as long as they go to the Junzi Temple in the city and check the dry well in the front yard, they will not know whether what you said is true or not."

Song Chuman wanted to talk nonsense with me, so she said a few words to her brother. When she saw me running slowly, she waited there worriedly.

He Daquan and Old Lady Chen's faces suddenly changed and they looked at Han Yanman in horror.

Let other people solve their own problems.

Han Yanjun said excitedly: "Why do you care? You are your biological son, and all the money you earn should be given to you."

Han Yanman ignored you and turned to talk to Shen Hanrui.

But she didn't speak for the time being.

He Daquan frowned, "What is he doing? Tell him that you don't have time. People like him who have no money have no time and are busy making money."

Haidong glanced at the people present and asked, "I heard there is no murderer out there? Who is the murderer?"

Old Mrs. Chen was stunned, and her voice rose a few notes. "What did you say? This stall is not hers?"

Song Chuman snorted, "Of course it is."

Old Mrs. Chen asked: "Does he give you one more day's wages?"

Song Chuman sneered and said, "You saw her selling flowers, but didn't you see that I, the boss, was here? She was just helping me sell flowers."