Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 112 Scare people

When Ji Wenhe was full, they had not yet finished eating, and had not yet finished the wine in the bowl.

He left the table under the pretext of feeding the chicks.

After Shen Suya finished her meal, she followed her and said, "Sister-in-law, let's go for a walk to help digest the food. I'm so full today."

"Just eat, let's go."

When she reached the foot of the mountain, she looked back and said, "If there were fewer dishes today, they wouldn't have so much to say."

Ji Wenhe chuckled: "You have a point. We are already eating, so why would we have the energy to chat?"

If you are a little slower, the food will be finished.

The two of them were spinning slowly.

Shen Suya asked sideways: "Sister-in-law, what are you and Brother Rongshan going to do about the people causing trouble in Zhangjia Village?"

"Nothing to do."

"What should I do if I don't do anything?" she asked.

"Children, don't ask so many questions."

"You are only a few years older than me. You are still a child."

"One year older is still older."

Ji Wenhe has already figured out how to deal with them, but he has to wait until night.

After they finished their meal, Lan Qiuhua helped wash the dishes. After seeing them off, she found Shen Rongshan.

"Brother Shen, let's go to Zhangjia Village before dark."

"Looking for Liu Erfang?"

She nodded: "Well, we must let her remember that she will never dare to cause trouble to our family again."

"Okay, I'll go with you, what do you want to do?"

"Brother Shen, can you quietly open the door from the outside?"

The door here has a wooden bolt on the inside and is not locked, so he would use a thick wooden stick to prop up the door every night to prevent others from breaking in from outside.

Shen Rongshan hesitated and said, "Yes."

"Okay, let's go after dark, no, midnight, when they are asleep."

A dark, windy night is a good time to do bad things.

The two chatted while waiting in the house.

Ji Wenhe was drowsy, but when he heard the person next to him stand up, his sleepiness immediately disappeared and he followed him out.

"Wen He, let's go."

"Ah."

Shen Rongshan took her by the hand, picked up the tied but unburned torch, and walked down the mountain carefully: "Wen He, why don't you stay at home and I will go."

He didn't want her to go, but she wouldn't listen.

"No, I'm going to go. I'm going to scare her to death." Ji Wenhe's eyes suddenly became sinister, and then returned to normal, "Don't worry, I won't make any big noise."

"By the way, I'll light a torch in the kitchen and go into the house. I'm afraid the noise of the flint will wake them up."

Shen Rongshan responded: "Okay."

The two came to Zhangjia Village and followed him to Liu Erfang's home.

The wooden house has two main rooms. Zhang Fugui lives in one room and Liu Erfang and his wife live in another. The right side is usually the master bedroom.

The two men walked lightly, pushed open the gate, went to the kitchen first, and lit the oiled torch.

Shen Rongshan whispered: "You hold it, I'll go pry the door open."

Ji Wenhe took it and stretched his head to look outside.

He had a dagger with him, and the gap in the door was big enough for him to insert it.

After moving the wood chip away, he waved to the people in the kitchen.

The person in the room was sleeping soundly. There was a sound when the door opened, but the person in the bed just turned over and didn't wake up.

Ji Wenhe was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he handed the knife in his hand to him.

The two men had discussed it before they came, and put knives on their necks to scare them.

He turned around, closed the door, and stood beside the bed.

Shen Rongshan held a kitchen knife and Ji Wenhe held a sickle, staring at them with cold eyes.

"Liu Erfang, I'm sent by the King of Hell to pick you up."

She lowered her voice and imitated the horror movies.

"Liu Erfang~We are here to pick you up~"

Shen Rongshan, who was standing by, wanted to laugh out loud. He didn't know where she learned this from. It sounded quite scary in the dark.

"Liu Erfang~"

After she shouted, there was finally movement on the bed.

Liu Erfang felt someone was staring at her in her sleep, and heard some creepy voices.

She opened her eyes in a daze and saw two ghost faces in front of her. Before she could scream, she heard the female ghost say.

"If you dare to scream, I will cut your throat immediately."

She stopped herself from screaming.

Ji Wenhe looked at her expression with satisfaction: "Liu Erfang, do you want to die?"

She thought the voices were familiar, and after taking a closer look, she realized that they were not ghosts but Shen Rongshan and his wife.

But at this moment, he was frightened by the sickles and kitchen knives in their hands. His pupils dilated, his body trembled, and he shook his head and nodded helplessly.

"Liu Erfang, why do you always cause trouble for our family?"

"Your son hit my brother-in-law first, and my husband hit him back, so we're even now."

"You think my husband beat your son too hard and you feel sorry for him, but why didn't you feel sorry for him when my brother-in-law was beaten?"

"Your son is a son, but someone else's son is not?"

Liu Erfang was about to cry. She kept shaking her head and pushing the person next to her with her hands behind her back.

Ji Wenhe put the tip of the sickle against her neck: "Don't move. If I get scared by you, my hands will shake."

At this time, Zhang Mazi, who was sleeping next to her, finally woke up and complained: "It's late at night, why don't you sleep..."

When he saw the two people beside the bed, he opened his eyes wide in horror: "You..."

Shen Rongshan put the knife to his neck. In the flickering light of the fire, he looked like a devil, and he was so scared that he felt like he had wet his pants.

A fishy smell came, making people frown unhappily.

"Brother Shen, she always causes trouble for us. We might as well break their hands and feet to prevent her from kicking down the gate and smashing the pots and pans at home."

"No." Zhang Mazi said tremblingly, "You two, I won't go. I won't go. I will never bother you again."

"It wasn't me. I didn't ask her to go. She was used as a pawn. It was You Xiuhua and Zhao Chunmiao. They were the ones who fanned the flames."

"It's none of our business. We, we won't bother you again. Please let us go."

Liu Erfang's tears fell, and she begged for mercy without moving: "I won't go. I will never go again."

Ji Wenhe sighed softly: "I'm afraid that even if you tell us now, you will forget about it after a while and continue to cause trouble for us."

"No, no, I swear." Zhang Mazi swore, "I swear, I swear I won't cause trouble for you again. If, if she dares to go again, I will break her legs."

Liu Erfang was so frightened that she didn't dare to say much. She was really scared now.

Ji Wenhe's eyes were fierce: "Remember what you said tonight, if you cause trouble to our family again, or discredit our family."

She raised the sickle in her hand.

"If you keep saying the wrong thing, next time we come, we won't wake you up. We'll just let you report to the King of Hell."

After saying that, he glanced at Shen Rongshan, nodded, and went to the next house with a torch.

After entering the house, he used the old method and threatened everyone.

After this scare, they should be completely obedient.