Refusing to marry a widower, I went on a crazy spree of sending my children to the army.

Chapter 299 Congratulations, host! You have obtained the 'Promotion and Fortune' 4-piece s

Liu Caibai wanted to say, "This is too much. They only exchanged a few words, why should they take two thousand yuan from me?" But she didn't dare.

When Dou Yifan was alive, she was ostracized. Now that he's dead, if she dares to fall out with the team, she might not even have time for Meng Peiyu's revenge before she disappears without a trace.

Suppressing his anger, he said, "I understand. If it weren't for the captain standing up for me, my Yifan would die with his eyes wide open in disbelief."

That two thousand yuan was money I voluntarily gave to the villagers as a token of my gratitude for their hard work. I hope they will protect me, a widow, in the future.

Dou Sanyang nodded: "People should look forward. Yi Fan has done many evil deeds, so it's a good thing he's gone."

But you are different. You are gentle and kind, and you still have a long life ahead of you. After the seventh day after your death, I'll ask your aunt to help you find a reliable and hardworking man.

It wouldn't be proper for a widow to live with her brother-in-law.

Liu Caibai clenched her fists, thinking to herself that Yifan hadn't even been buried yet, and he was already eyeing the money in her hands. He really was greedy without any limits.

Yao Huanzhu also felt that the brigade leader was ruthless, and stepped forward with a stiff smile to smooth things over: "Since ancient times, a woman has always obeyed her husband after marriage and her son after her husband's death. Whether a widow can remarry and who she can marry is up to my nephew."

"Wasn't Xinpeng sent to a farm in the Northwest?"

"He was implicated by his father and sentenced to five years. But the child is innocent and will eventually come back."

"We can't just lose our father and then have our mother remarry, can we? Uncle Captain, don't you think so?"

Dou Sanyang reluctantly grunted, "It's getting late, get Yifan buried as soon as possible!"

"Great!" The young men in the team were excited and eager to get paid for helping out.

I will never say that Dou Yifan is unlucky again.

After all, something that can even swindle three thousand yuan from someone's death is still an auspicious omen, a very auspicious one, no matter how unlucky it may seem.

Thinking about it this way, I don't even want him to be buried. Leaving him there for a couple more days, maybe I can scam another three thousand.

Meng Peiyu, who was riding away, didn't think that way. She felt that she was really unlucky. She hadn't even had time to enjoy the money before she lost it all.

I ran three kilometers and parked my bicycle by the roadside. I found a rock to sit on and fanned myself with my hand: "Why is Kyoto so much hotter than Northeast China?"

It wasn't actually that hot, but I was annoyed because I was being scammed.

Meng Peiyu ripped off her mask, thinking to herself, "What's the use? Yao Huanzhu, that bitch, still recognized me."

"System, why am I still losing money even though I absorbed so much luck?"

"Consider it avoiding disaster! If it weren't for your good fortune, you would probably have been sent to the police station the day Dou Yifan kicked the bucket."

"Don't try to fool me, I want the truth!"

"To be honest, most of the host's luck has been sent to the male master. He went on a mission and fought ten enemies at once, and he's already on his way back to the Northeast."

"Oh, okay then!" Meng Peiyu rubbed her empty stomach and took out two meat buns from her spatial storage to fill it up.

"What a brilliant scheme! No way, I have to get my money back!"

"Host, the system advises you not to court death. The Doujia Village production team is very united. If you get caught, you, Meng Jia, and Chen Junyan will all suffer greatly."

"As long as the green hills remain, there's always firewood to burn. You have the capital; at worst, you can just sign in a few more times, go to the black market a couple more times, and you'll have everything."

"But I'm not willing to give in!"

"It's okay if you feel resentful. Just recite 'Losing money is better than losing disaster' a couple more times, and you'll naturally let go of it."

Convinced, Meng Peiyu felt thirsty but discovered that there wasn't even a bottle of water in the space. Without thinking, she asked the system to sign in.

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained ten rolls of straw mats!"

Meng Peiyu: "...System, what do you mean? Do you think I'm unlucky enough?"

"Sorry, host, system rewards are distributed randomly, and the system did not know that this would be the result. It may be related to your mood and experiences today."

Meng Peiyu refused to believe it and continued to sign in.

"Congratulations, host! You have obtained the 'Promotion and Fortune' four-piece set!"

"Congratulations, host! You have obtained the suona, drum, gong, cymbals, sheng, xiao, flute, and guan!"

"Congratulations, host, you have received ten flower wreaths and two maids..."

Meng Peiyu's face grew darker and darker as she listened, and she said through gritted teeth, "System, when did you learn to be so tactful?"

"I was just worried that the host would be too agitated and get over it, so please forgive me! They say things shouldn't happen more than three times, so why don't you try it one more time?"

Meng Peiyu took a deep breath: "System check-in!"

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained one mutated loquat!"

Meng Peiyu breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, something good!"

With a flick of his wrist, he took out a bright red loquat, about the size of an egg, from his spatial storage. He took a deep sniff before peeling it and biting into it.

The sweet and fragrant taste filled her mouth, and Meng Peiyu wished she could lick the juice off her fingers.

After finally finishing the fruit, I noticed a lot of birds around me. Looking down, I saw that the fruit peel I had just thrown away was now surrounded by a dark mass of ants.

Meng Peiyu lifted her foot and crushed the ants. She picked up the two seeds, preparing to find a pot to plant them in.

However, the seed disappeared without a trace as soon as it entered the space.

When Meng Peiyu went to check, she found him lying perfectly fine on the floor.

I rubbed my eyes, wondering if I was seeing things.

At the research institute, Qiao Manman had just finished a heavy task and was about to take a break when she noticed something unusual in the space.

Stretching, locking up the documents, Qiao Manman returned to her dormitory, closed the doors and windows, drew the curtains, and slipped into her spatial dimension.

After checking, it was discovered that one loquat fruit was missing from the branch.

It wasn't that she was particularly observant; it was just that a branch lying on the ground was hard to miss.

"Sir, what's going on? Is Meng Peiyu causing trouble again?"

"She just got beaten up, so they just picked a small loquat for her to fool her!"

Qiao Manman found it amusing and reached for the mutated loquat beside her. But the system shoved a regular one at her: "Host, eat this!"

Qiao Manman didn't understand, but she still obediently ate the fruit.

Just as I was about to bury the pit, I noticed that the pit in my palm had vanished for a moment.

Qiao Manman asked suspiciously, "Am I seeing things? It seems to disappear and then reappear?"

The system chuckled but didn't say anything.

Qiao Manman went to the kitchen and made herself tomato beef, spicy chicken, and oyster sauce lettuce. She ate a few bites of each dish with rice until her stomach was completely full.

I put the uneaten food into the still space and went for a stroll in the garden. Once I felt I had digested most of it, I went back to wash the dishes and pots.

Then I left the space and went to bed.

In a daze, he asked, "Tell me, did Commander He go to see my grandfather?"

"Yes, I went. I looked for it as soon as I got back from the research institute that day!"

"Then why hasn't my grandpa been rescued yet?"

Qiao Manman's voice grew softer as she spoke. By the time the system responded, she was already fast asleep.

"Host, host, if you're tired, just take a break. The research institute has so many people; it'll keep running even without you. Don't make things difficult for yourself; we'll earn the points slowly!"

A soft snore could be heard from inside the dormitory, but Commander He was sitting in his office, contacting Kyoto to set things right for Qiao Lingyue.