Chapter 199: Speaker, curse!

"What are you looking at? Country sister-in-law, your sister ca n’t buy a field for the last year." The woman looked at Yang Zimei with a disdainful look at her, and found that her parents were beautiful and fair. Psychology became unbalanced, and began to curse.
Yang Zimei was so speechless about such a superb product, so she couldn't bother to ignore her.
Who knows, she was too lazy to fall into the eyes of others and turned into scorn and contempt.
While the car suddenly stopped, the woman intentionally lifted her feet in high heels, trying to step on Yang Zimei's feet fiercely.
Of course, Yang Zimei will not be stepped on by her, her feet shrink, her toes kicked on the woman's hamstrings—
"Ouch--"
The woman screamed as if she was killing a pig, and stretched out her arms around Yang Zimei's collar.
Passengers all around looked at them--
The woman's irrational trouble just now is everyone's attention, so sympathy is biased towards Yang Zimei.
"I'll step on you, so what?"
Yang Zimei was also angry, raised her feet, and stomped on the woman's feet again.
The woman jumped up and yelled, all kinds of unpleasant words came out.
Well, if you like to scold people, then you will always be scolded!
Yang Zimei's fingers were secretly knotted, and a yin qi flew out, hitting the woman's throat knot--
The woman just felt that when her throat was cold, her mouth continued to spit out all kinds of unpleasant curse words, and everyone around him was perspiring, and accused her of lack of quality.
When seeing the stop sign of Brunei Street, Yang Zimei got off.
The woman, like a child wearing red dance shoes, still couldn't stop her mouth, continued to spit out all kinds of words, and was finally bombarded by the driver.
However, she couldn't stop, she was scolded when she saw everyone, she just met her boss in the street, and she couldn't control it, and she expressed her usual grievances to her boss through uncomfortable words.
The boss's entire face turned black and he said coldly, "You don't have to work tomorrow!"
Back at home, she kept scolding her father-in-law and her husband-in-law and her uncle. She was hit by her husband and went back to her parents' home. She continued to scold, just like a demon.
Afraid to die, she desperately covered her mouth and gritted her teeth, trying to control herself, but she couldn't control anything ...
In the end, she couldn't stand it. She bit her tongue, Fang couldn't speak any more, and never scolded anyone again.
If she knew that everything she was suffering was offended by Yang Zimei and she was cursed by her tongue, it is estimated that she would not dare to curse at will in the future.
Still, if you offend anyone, don't offend Feng Shui Master. Otherwise, you don't know how you died.
Yang Zimei came to Moxuan carrying the bag of copper plates.
Lin Qingmei struck a cheongsam of Momei on a white background. A mistress sat in front of the counter, carefully wiping a bronze mirror, and she shone from time to time, smiling with a smile, her eyes filled with joy.
Song Xuan came out of the shop, holding a duster, sitting next to Lin Qingmei, gently sweeping the dust, smiling at her from time to time.
Seeing this picture that was so familiar to the last life, Yang Zimei's eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and her lips smiled.
I am really happy for Song Xuan!
People like him, of course, must have such warm and tacit happiness, instead of being interrupted by his own arrogance and interrupting his trajectory.
However, Mr. Song's gaze was no longer focused on her, and she felt a little lost, a feeling that her beloved toy was lost.
But no matter what, she wanted him to be happy, because she couldn't give him such happiness.