MTL - I Made a Fortune By Raiding Houses In Ancient Times-Chapter 9 Doing well

Chapter 9 Doing well

Seeing that there was no surprise on Ling Chu's face when he heard this, Jailer Ma couldn't help but ask, "Did the girl already know that Zhao Ping would die?"

 Zhao Ping will die, Ling Chu knew when he saw his face and the death energy on his body.

But naturally she would not say this out loud.

Ling Chu shook his head in shock and said, "How did I know he would die?"

 “Isn’t the girl good at reading faces? Didn’t she realize that he was going to suffer such a calamity?”

Ling Chu's face was full of guilt, "Maybe I'm not a good reader at reading faces, so I didn't see it."

Seeing that she was young, Ma Dalin felt that it was indeed possible, but he felt that the girl was not telling the truth.

“Does that girl know how Zhao Ping died?”

Ling Chu looked confused, "I don't know, I've been staying here all the time, how can I possibly know how he died."

This is true. Once you enter the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, it is impossible to get out again, so how can you know what is going on outside.

But if this girl's ability to read faces is not perfect, she can tell that his wife gave birth to a son for him.

 He was also reminded to go east to ask for a doctor.

Fortunately, he listened to the girl and hired a doctor from the medical clinic in the east.

His wife had a fall and gave birth prematurely, and the son she gave birth to had some problems. If the doctor hadn't been sent back in time, his newly-born child might have died.

Afterwards, he inquired about it and found out that the doctor closest to his home had gone out to see a doctor.

The doctor's clinic is to the west. Usually when someone in their family feels unwell, they usually go to the doctor for treatment.

If he hadn't believed this girl's words at that time, he would have gone to the west first, and then went to the east hospital to ask for a doctor. The day lilies were already cold.

Also, Zhao Ping was indeed very lucky today and made a fortune.

Thinking of these things, Ma Dalin felt that this girl might not be as simple as she seemed, so he didn't dare to think about it anymore, but directly told the story about Zhao Ping.

"Zhao Ping went to the gambling house today and won more than a thousand taels of silver. After leaving the gambling house, he was spotted by a few gangsters. They stabbed Zhao Ping to death while trying to grab the banknotes."

Lingchu was shocked, "Ah, Mr. Zhao is so lucky to die so miserably."

Ma Dalin’s mouth twitched, but what this girl said was correct.

Zhao Ping was indeed lucky and won more than a thousand taels. It was just that the money was robbed as soon as he got it, and it was this money that killed him.

 It’s tragic to lose both people and money.

 The Second Madam and the others were very happy when they heard that the pockmarked jailer had died. They had their jewelry taken away yesterday, and today they suffered retribution. It is not a pity for such a person to die.

Ever since the sixth girl was molested by the pock-marked jailer, she had been huddled in a corner stupidly. When her biological mother, Aunt Liu, heard the news of Zhao Ping's death, she rushed over and put her arms around her shoulders to comfort her, "It's okay. It’s okay, it’s all over…”

When the second lady heard what she said, she rolled her eyes and said in a strange way, "Why don't you thank the eldest girl quickly? She helped you a lot and killed the jailer."

When Aunt Liu heard this, she raised her eyes and glanced at Ling Chu. Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she lowered her head.

Ling Chu glanced at the second lady indifferently and said, "I have nothing to do with Zhao Ping, let alone my fate. Even if the punishment kills my six relatives, then it should be my second aunt who is killed."

 The second lady glared at her fiercely. Although she was not killed by her, she was put into the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.

Seeing Ling Chu eating the roasted chicken, the second lady was both envious and jealous, "Girl's filial piety, you eat well, haven't you seen that the wife hasn't eaten anything today?" Madam, these people are all very hungry. The disaster star got so much food and didn't know how to share it with them. He is really supercilious.

Hearing the second lady's accusation, Ling Chu was not annoyed at all. Instead, he said with a guilty look on his face, "Ling Chu didn't think carefully. Grandma, mother, if you are not afraid of being killed by me, feel free to eat these."

At first, everyone listened to the second lady's words and were waiting for Ling Chu to bring the food and distribute it to everyone.

 But after hearing what she said, everyone felt excited.

The eldest girl put them in prison as soon as she returned home. If they eat her food again, will they even die?

The eldest lady held the third girl in her arms, her eyes were obscure, but she shook her head guiltily, "Sister Chu, mother is not hungry, you can eat. You have not grown up beside mother since you were a child, and mother is ashamed of you for eating so little. Keep it for yourself and eat it slowly."

Lingchu glanced at her and said "oh" lightly.

 The second lady was angry, but there was nothing she could do about Ling Chu.

 He could only give her a sharp look.

 The feeling of being hungry is really uncomfortable, especially when there are people around you eating and drinking spicy food, while you can only stare from the sidelines.

That taste almost drives people crazy.

Ling Chu twitched the corners of her lips mockingly, she just said that on purpose.

These so-called relatives all kept talking, saying that she was harming everyone by denying her relatives, wanting to eat her food, and even accusing her of being unfilial.

She is not out of her mind. She is criticized and disliked by others, but she still treats them with all her heart.

She just wants them to know that she is not a piece of dough that can be rounded and flattened by everyone.

No one dared to chatter anymore. Ling Chu picked up the roast chicken again and ate it with relish.

Ma Dalin felt in his heart that Miss Ling was like Guanyin who gave birth to children. Thanks to her, he was able to have a son.

In order to thank her for reminding him to go east to ask for a doctor and save his newborn son in time, he not only bought a lot of food for Ling Chu, but also brought a clean quilt, and finally moved a table and a chair. Go into the cell and give it to her.

After Ning Chuyi came in, what he saw was the scene of Ling Chu enjoying a meal.

“Miss Ling, it seems that you are doing well here.” Fortunately, he thought that this little girl was smart and had good divination skills, but she was imprisoned by her family.

I was worried that she would be frightened in prison, so I ran here despite being tired and hungry, but unexpectedly she was enjoying the hot food here.

 Those who didn’t know better thought she was enjoying fine wine and delicacies in a restaurant.

When Ling Chu heard this familiar voice, he quickly put down the roast chicken in his hand and said with a sad face, "Sir, please stop being sarcastic, you have already put me in jail, and I don't know if I will be chopped off tomorrow. This last meal, you have to eat well, so as not to starve to death. "

 After a pause, he added with a smile, "By the way, sir, have you had your meal? Do you want to come in and use some?"

Humbling in her heart, this God of Death can be said to be related to the guy on her neck, so she still has to do some superficial flattery.

Ma Dalin, who was following Commander Ning, had his mouth twitching. This Miss Ling actually invited Commander Jin Yiwei into the cell for a meal. He really didn't know what to say.

Ning Chuyi took a deep look at the rapidly changing face and said slowly, "I accept the girl's kindness. Let the girl enjoy the food slowly."

Lest you come to the underworld and complain to the Lord of Hell, saying that I am greedy for your little food, and even the last meal of your life will be snatched from the girl. "

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