The Schoolgirl Secret Agent

Chapter 2103: Chapter 2014 trash shouldn’t be remembered by others

Translator: 549690339

Although Yun Jian walked toward the mouse whose vital parts were pierced by the bowl, his words sounded like he was talking to the mouse.

However, everyone present was stunned.

Especially Chen Yilan. She was frightened by Yun Jian’s move and her face was pale.

If outsiders couldn’t hear it, then how could Chen Yilan, who was herself, not hear Yun Jian’s words? It sounded more like he was talking to her?

Moreover, how could an 18-year-old girl have such terrifying skills?

The bowl that had just flown out streaked across her neck without any deviation. The bowl that had fallen to the ground flew out and hit the fatal spot of the passing mouse, killing it.

Was all of this a coincidence or…

At this moment, not only Chen Yilan, Hong Junhua, who had put on a pretentious face in front of Yun Jian, Hong Taishan, who was quite proud of his small achievements in his career, and everyone standing around them were all shocked.

“Aiyo, Aiyo, this is bad luck! This is bad luck! Hurry up and get this rat who stole food out of Here!”The old woman, who had been deeply superstitious just now, rushed over to clean up the rat’s corpse.

As she spoke, the old woman clasped her hands together and bowed left and right, afraid that she would be entangled by something dirty.

In a short while, the rat’s corpse was cleared away.

“Xiao Jian, quickly sit down!”When Qin Yirou saw this, she hurriedly waved at Yun Jian.

Yun Jian did not make things difficult for Qin Yirou. She returned to her seat and did not make a sound.

Perhaps because Yun Jian’s actions were too shocking, Chen Yilan seemed to have been greatly angered by Yun Jian. She kept muttering, “This woman is scolding my daughter, Hehe, what is this?”She finally stopped.

Yun Jian sat back down on the bench at the same table. He could feel Chen Yilan’s unconvinced eyes glaring fiercely at her.

After breakfast ended, the group of people started to get busy with Lu Lanhua’s funeral.

Actually, Lu Lanhua’s preference for sons over daughters was something that people hated deeply.

Perhaps the only thing that Lu Lanhua had done that people were convinced of was for Yun Gang. For her son, she had blocked that knife and sacrificed her own life.

It was easy to say, but how many mothers could do such a thing?

In a crisis, she rushed forward without hesitation to save her child.

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“We don’t have enough sea bass for lunch. We can’t set up the table. Which one of you has a car? Can you go to Longmen City and buy some sea bass? “We have to hurry. We have to wash the dishes later, or we won’t make it in time for lunch!”

At this moment, an old woman wearing a scarf walked out of the cafeteria. She wiped her hands on the scarf she was wearing and spoke.

When an old man passed away in the countryside, the old aunties in the neighborhood who had a good relationship with the deceased would usually come to help.

This was because when someone passed away, they had to cook good food for outsiders for the whole day.

This is the local custom.

The relatives and friends of the deceased follow the Taoist priest and do the ritual. They beat gongs and drums to mourn for the old man. When the most auspicious time to send the old man up the mountain and into the ground is set, they beat gongs and drums to carry baskets of flowers and wreaths to send the old man up the mountain.

It was the first time Yun Jian experienced this. He didn’t know anything.

The old aunt shouted twice, but no one answered.

Most people didn’t have a car at home.

In 2002, it was completely different from 1998. There were many more people who could afford a car in this era than in 1998.

But there was no gas charge for a trip to Longmen City?

All the people around who had cars at home didn’t respond either.

As long as they weren’t called, they wouldn’t volunteer to do a good deed.

Seeing this, Chen Yilan, who was standing next to Yun Jian, glared at him. She was just about to show off her sports car in front of everyone.

Therefore, Chen Yilan pulled her daughter, Hong Junhua, and walked past Yun Jian. She wanted to volunteer herself.

However, when she walked past Yun Jian, she heard Yun Yi ask yun jian, “Little Jian, what’s Wrong?”

“Little Jian, what’s Wrong?”

Yun Yi saw Yun Jian staring at his surroundings without saying a word. Although he was upset about Lu Lanhua’s death, he still walked over and asked worriedly.

He knew that his younger sister was not used to such an occasion.

After all, she did not grow up in such a place.

Nor was she his younger sister who grew up with him.

Chen Yilan and Hong Junhua paused when they heard this. However, they saw Yun Jian pursing his lips. His expression was a little dejected, as if he was lamenting, but also seemed to be mocking himself.

She only said this to Yun Yi, but Chen Yilan and Hong Junhua did not know that they had heard it:

“In my world, when a person dies, there is no such thing as a burial. The death of the weak is destined to leave no bones behind. A good-for-nothing should not be remembered.”