It turned out that the daughter-in-law of the Zhao family came to the Su family again today.

But this time she came for a "legitimate reason" - she brought a wooden carved pine box and said she wanted Su Guangfu to repair it, and would let her son pick it up later.

In addition to farming, Su Guangfu also takes on various carpentry jobs, such as making tables and repairing cabinets.

But Su Guangfu was not the only one who took carpentry work in the village, and Zhao's daughter-in-law had never asked Su Guangfu to do any carpentry work.

In addition, she asked her son to retrieve the things. Not only did Su Guangfu, Yang and Su Qingluan see what the Zhao family's daughter-in-law was planning, even the child Su Xuanhe vaguely felt that something was wrong.

As for the little girl Su Xueyan...

"I don't want to pay attention to her!"

The little girl holds a grudge very well.

"Hmph, since you can't do it yourself, you want to start with your son?" Yang snorted coldly.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, she hurriedly grabbed Su Qingluan's hand and anxiously warned, "Daya, don't be fooled by the Zhao family's son, Zhao Tianbao, just because he looks fair and refined. He's actually a drunkard and unreliable!"

"ah?"

Su Qingluan was a little confused: From the tone of her mother's voice, why did she think she could fall in love with Zhao Tianbao?

While she was in a daze, Yang misunderstood something and quickly said, "Mother knows that Daya is capable and would look down on ordinary farmers. But the son of the Zhao family is just an empty figure. If you really like a refined man, then Mr. Mu is the best..."

"Ahem!" Su Guangfu coughed heavily. "How can we even dream of a god-like figure like Mr. Mu?!"

"I, I just said that..." Yang also realized that she had said something wrong, "At least Mr. Mu is not a reckless person..."

"Mother..." Su Qingluan was speechless: What kind of nonsense is my mother imagining? Why is it about that "Mr. Mu" again? She doesn't even know him...

"No matter what!" Yang held Su Qingluan's hand tightly, her expression very serious, "When looking for a man, you still need to be honest and caring. Don't just focus on the good looks!"

“…”

Su Qingluan glanced at Su Guangfu, who, despite his dark complexion and weathered face, was still considered handsome and tall, and silently complained in her heart: Mother, your words are not very convincing...

"Don't worry, mother," Su Qingluan was amused by Yang's serious attitude. "My daughter has a lot of things to do right now, and she hasn't even considered getting married!"

So she won't fall for anyone!

All she loves is money, silver, and more silver!

Well, it is truly “silver in the heart”.

However, we can take this opportunity to make Zhao Tianbao "back down when faced with difficulties."

After thinking for a while, she waited until her parents went into the house, then waved to Su Xuanhe alone: ​​"Come here, I want to ask you a question."

Although Su Xuanhe didn't understand why, he still followed.

"Let me ask you, do you like the people from the Zhao family?"

"Of course I don't like it!" Su Xuanhe snorted, "That family said bad things about A Niang and San Ya!"

After thinking for a moment, he quickly glanced at Su Qingluan and added in a low voice: "I also... I also said bad things about you."

Su Qingluan smiled and rubbed his cheek: "I don't like it either, so I want to scare that Zhao family son away."

"Scared away?"

"Yes, I heard that the son of that family is very timid. If that's the case, he definitely doesn't like strong-willed, aggressive, and unreasonable women! So later we..."

Su Xuanhe actually didn't fully understand what his sister meant, but he roughly understood that his sister wanted him to cooperate in acting out a scene to scare away the boy from the Zhao family.

"I might make you suffer a little, are you afraid?"

Su Xuanhe puffed out his chest and said, "I... I'm a man! I'm not afraid!"

Su Qingluan smiled and rubbed Su Xuanhe's head again: "Good brother, I'll reward you with chicken tonight!"

“…It’s not a reward…”

"ah?"

"It's obviously because one of the old hens stopped laying eggs that you and your parents agreed to have chicken tonight!" Su Xuanhe mercilessly exposed Su Qingluan's shameful intention of using someone else's talent to pay tribute to Buddha.

"Hahaha, don't care about these details. The chicken is delicious anyway..." Su Qingluan laughed, trying to get away with it.

"Hmph!" Little Su Erzhuang said that he didn't want to bother with some scheming adults.

Since they had agreed to eat chicken in the evening, Su Qingluan asked Yang for a dagger and went to the chicken coop to catch a chicken and kill it.

Although the Su family has a chicken coop, they usually let their chickens roam freely in the yard and only lock them up at night.

Therefore, the Su family's chickens, whether roosters or laying hens, are all agile and ferocious.

Especially since Su Qingluan had only traveled through time not long ago and had not been in or out of the chicken coop for a long time, the chickens were very wary of her.

Even though the target chicken was an old hen, it was very ferocious. Seeing Su Qingluan was coming to catch it, it not only jumped up and down, but also pecked Su Qingluan when it got the chance.

Although Su Qingluan had killed chickens before, she had never seen one so ferocious.

In order to avoid being pecked by the hen, she had to dodge left and right. For a moment, she felt as if she had become a martial arts master, dodging and moving around, fighting wits and courage with the chicken opposite.

Finally, the "human-chicken" battle came to an end. The hen was used in a fighting swing and was held in Su Qingluan's hand with her wings clipped behind her back.

Su Qingluan was also exhausted, panting heavily: "Great, I finally caught you!"

Because Yang said that the chicken blood should be kept to ward off evil spirits, Su Qingluan took a porcelain bowl with a chipped corner and placed it in front of her eyes. She held the chicken wings in one hand and wiped the hen's neck with the other hand.

However, Su Qingluan forgot that she was only thirteen years old and had just consumed a lot of physical energy. She could not subdue the wild and unruly chicken with one hand like she did in her previous life.

What's more, the knife in his hand was far less sharp than a modern stainless steel knife.

Due to the accumulation of these differences, although Su Qingluan cut the chicken's neck swiftly, the chicken did not immediately become obedient. Instead, it flapped its wings as if it was dying.

"Fuck!" Su Qingluan couldn't help but blurt out a Chinese quintessence.

Because of the chicken's dying struggle, not much of the blood spurting from its neck fell into the bowl, but instead all poured over Su Qingluan's head.

What's worse, Su Qingluan felt the fishy chicken blood flowing down her forehead into her left eye, causing a stinging pain.

She managed to look at the road with one eye and walked towards the front yard, shouting, "Dad, Mom, can someone get me a hand towel so I can wipe my eyes..."

"Daya, what's wrong with you?" In the front yard, Su Guangfu was standing in the middle of the yard.

Su Qingluan vaguely saw someone standing opposite him.

But before she could see clearly, she heard the man say in a broken voice, "Junior is leaving!" and then he ran away crawling as if he was being chased by an evil ghost.

"..."Su Qingluan was confused: What happened?