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However, Wang Da Hua was not an easy opponent to deal with. She snorted and pointed at Song Xiangsi's nose as she scolded, "You are a calamity. Not only did you drag us down with you, your own mother was killed by you. "Look, it's because of you that your father hasn't been able to get even the slightest bit of recognition in all these years. Your grandmother is also sick and is lying at home, Bane of the Bane!"

Wang Da Hua spoke excitedly, spittle flying everywhere, forcing the people at the side to stay away from him.

Song Xiangsi also retreated two steps back, crossed her arms, and looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, "Your cousin killed my mother, and now she's here spouting dung, framing her daughter. When you dream back at midnight, do you think my mother will come and take your life?"

Wang Da Hua was shocked. His face turned pale as he finally shut his mouth.

Song Xiangsi could no longer be bothered with her. He turned to look at the Village Head and smiled, "You are someone who has studied and tested for Elementary Scholar status, and you have the knowledge and reason to speak up. I respect you, and I believe that you are different from these ignorant villagers.

Her words were both respectful and proper. First, she placed a high hat on the Village Chief, and then she relied on him to seek justice for her. This time, even if the Village Chief did not want to appear, he would have to say a few words.

He did not believe that Song Xiangsi was a calamity.

An ordinary country girl would not be able to say such words. This girl would definitely have some accomplishments in the future. He looked up to Song Xiangsi once more and thought to himself that he would have to owe her a favor.

"Cough …" The village chief stood up and swept his sharp gaze across the crowd. Finally, his gaze landed on Song Xiangsi, and he said, "The Lovesick girl is right, everything comes from you. The bad harvest is also because of the bad weather these years, so how can you blame it on the little girl?"

When Wang Da Hua heard this, he pouted unhappily and said, "The bad weather is all because of this Bane!"

The village head stared at her, "This village has bad harvests. If it's really the problem of the lovesick girl, then someone else's harvest should be good. Just with our village drought, could the lovesick girl be here and affect the entire county?"

Saying this, his face darkened. His eyes stared at Wang Da Hua, "You want to directly kill him and bury him in the ground. That way, you'll be able to live a good life?"

Hearing this, Wang Da Hua was startled and immediately became terrified. He mumbled, "Killing people requires one's life, I don't dare to do that."

The village chief glared at her and snorted, "I thought you not only dared to kill people, but bury people alive as well."

Wang Da Hua pursed his lips and was completely silent.

"If any of you want to kick someone out, I won't stop you, but if you do it intentionally, then don't blame anyone for it. If you kick her out, then the village wouldn't be able to get away easily. Before any Elementary Scholars could come out, they would have to take their entire family out of the village!"

Everyone choked. They had been blindly jeering, but they did not have much confidence in knowing whether or not Song Xiangsi was the bane of the enemy. If they were to be held responsible, they would have pulled back their necks, not daring to utter another sound.

The village chief snorted and was satisfied. He comforted Song Xiangsi a few more times before turning around and walking away.

The other people who came to join in the fun did not see it as it was, and did not dare to take the responsibility of chasing Song Xiangsi out. They could only return home resentfully.

Wang Da Hua led the few women and walked at the back, cursing and mumbling. As he walked, he scolded Song Xiangsi for being a jinx.

Not far away, Song Dabao, who had been hiding behind a tree and watching, rolled his eyes. Seeing that the Village Chief did not chase Song Xiangsi out, he could not help but feel disappointed.

It was a pity, he thought. If that damned girl could be kicked out, he could have the new house and the money inside.

With such a big commotion, Song Xiangsi guessed that the workers decorating the shop would not be easy to appease. She changed into a new set of clothes and hurried over. As expected, they were already on strike, sitting on the ground waiting for her.

As soon as she came over, everyone stood up, yelling at her to settle the bill, and refused to go back to work.

He looked at Song Xiangsi and sighed, "Boss, you promised me that there would be no more ghosts in the shop, but now, not only has the shop not stopped, we are working today and always encounter some strange occurrences."

"Exactly!" The man beside him echoed her words with a face full of lingering fear. "When I went to open the cabinet the other day, the wood that was originally put aside suddenly fell down. If I didn't dodge fast enough, I would have been smashed to death."

"Yes, not only that, but we always encounter some strange and unlucky things. It's either ugly rats or bloody dog legs, which are scary."

They spoke with amazing brilliance and fear on their faces.

Song Xiangsi frowned. Even if she did not believe it, she could still use her store, could she?

"Look, it's going to be completed in a few days. Why don't you endure it for a few more days and finish it as soon as possible. Double the salary, how about that?"

The workers' mouths twitched. If there were people who were not afraid, they would answer directly, "Boss, don't make things difficult for us. It's not easy for us to earn some money. There are old and young ones. If we die, what will happen to our family?"

The foreman nodded and gave a deep sigh, "Boss, it's not that we don't want to help, it's just that …" Sigh, even if you add five times the salary today, we wouldn't dare to work for you anymore. No matter how much money we earn, we won't have a life to spend. "

Song Xiangsi felt helpless. Seeing that these people were determined to leave, she could only agree and calculate their wages properly before settling the bill.

The foreman took the money and turned to look at Song Xiangsi before he left. He opened his mouth but did not say anything, as if he did not know what to say.

Song Xiangsi raised her eyebrows. She could tell that he had something to say, so she waved her hand and smiled, "Since the deal is a failure and benevolence exists, we can still be considered friends. Just speak your mind."

The foreman heaved a sigh of relief, and his good impression of Song Xiangsi increased, as he smiled and said, "It's like this, now that the shop is haunted, it must be very unlucky. Furthermore, the news has spread like wildfire, even if the store were to open in the future, no one would dare to buy anything from us … I think you should hurry up and tell the landlord that if you withdraw your store early, you can recover some of your losses. "

Song Xiangsi frowned slightly. What the overseer said did make sense. Now that the matter was spread like wildfire, no matter how good or new the things inside the shop were, the ancient people who liked to talk about ghosts and gods would definitely not go there.