Chapter 197 Guessing, Death Calamity

Jiang Zhiying's eyes are cold: She doesn't believe in destiny, even if there is a so-called doom, she will change everything!

The family of four returned to the place selling children's clothes, and Jiang Shixun and Tang Yulan began to pick clothes for Jiang Shian.

Jiang Zhiying quietly observed Zhou Yong's family with her mental power.

is not entirely to watch the fun, but mainly to pay attention to the situation of Huzi.

The luck on Huzi's body was too dark, the darkness like thick ink made Jiang Zhiying feel very bad, and she always felt that something big was going to happen.

The black luck on him is much richer than what she had seen in Feng Baozhi and Chen Jianshe before.

Feng Baozhi fell into the water and nearly drowned.

Chen Jianshe accidentally fell and broke his ribs.

The black on the two of them is not very strong, and they have already encountered such a big accident. The luck on Huzi's body is so dark, it is likely to be fatal!historical

So Jiang Zhiying really wanted to know what happened to Hu Zi's death. If she made a move, could Hu Zi save his life and survive this death calamity?

She watched secretly and saw the excitement that followed.

Actually, there is nothing to see. Although Zhou Yong's face is very ugly, Jiang Zhiying can see that he has been holding back.

The Du family's siblings were quite afraid of him, so they didn't dare to make trouble too much.

After they left, Zhou Yong was probably afraid of losing face, or in front of Huzi. He had some scruples, so he didn't continue to scold Du Chunjuan. Instead, he scolded Du Yongqiang in the face.

Du Yongqiang seemed to be saving face. After being scolded by him, he quickly rushed out angrily.

As soon as he left, Du Chunjuan panicked and scolded Zhou Yong in anger: "What are you doing! Knowing that Yongqiang wants to save face, what do you say he is doing?"

Zhou Yong sneered: "If he wants face, I don't want face? Besides, he has already eaten soft rice, so what face does he need?"

Du Chunjuan blushed with anger: "What kind of soft rice, can you stop talking so badly? I'm his sister, what's wrong with taking care of him? Will he ignore us when he's out in the future?"

"Oh, I don't dare to expect him to take care of Lao Tzu. Besides, it's not like I don't have a son, so how can I use him to take care of Lao Tzu?"

Zhou Yong pointed at Hu Zi, "Du Chunjuan, open your eyes to see clearly, this is your own son, the one who will give you old age and death in the future! You are married and have children, don't worry about your useless son all day. younger brother!"

Du Chunjuan was very dissatisfied, she defended her younger brother: "Why is Yongqiang useless? He is very smart, isn't he? And he is good-looking, and there are many girls who like him!"

Zhou Yong sneered again when he heard this: "Who said he didn't eat soft rice just now? What is he talking about now? What if there are many girls who like him? Can he still marry all of them?

Now is not the old society, he can only have one husband and one wife, no matter how many girls like him, he can only marry one wife.

But just as useless as your brother, even if he wants to marry a wife, can he afford a betrothal gift? Don't expect me to give him a dowry, I'm just his brother-in-law, not his father! "

Du Yongqiang didn't actually go too far. After he ran away, he hid nearby, wanting to see what Du Chunjuan and Zhou Yong would say.

Who knows, I actually heard such a thing!

Du Yongqiang was so angry that his face was blue, and he wanted to rush back to find Zhou Yong's theory, but thinking of Zhou Yong's tall and strong man, he was a little scared.

Suddenly, someone pulled him.