Su Qingluan couldn't clearly see what everyone was doing in the courtyard through the wooden gate and the courtyard wall. But the crowd was a far cry from the lively and noisy scene of the previous few days. It was obvious that something was very wrong.
Although it was impossible to see the expressions on everyone's faces, the quiet atmosphere revealed a sense of solemnity, and it felt like the flow of air had become stagnant.
Su Qingluan calmed down her overly joyful mood on the road and slowly pushed open the half-closed wooden door. The somewhat old wooden door immediately made a creaking sound.
Among the group of people gathered in the yard, those in the middle did not hear the sound of Su Qingluan pushing the door open, but a few outside near the gate did hear it.
"Hey, isn't this the eldest daughter of the Su family?"
"Daya is back? But she went to town again?"
Over the past few days, Su Qingluan had become quite familiar with these helpers, so when she came back, everyone turned around and greeted her.
Su Qingluan turned around, closed the door, and walked over. She quietly asked a man next to her who was about forty or fifty years old, "What are you doing? Don't you have to start work today?"
"How can I have the heart to work when there's someone with dirty hands?" the uncle snorted coldly. "He's young, fair-skinned and refined, but who knew he was just a piece of shit—smooth on the surface! He's actually a bad boy!"
Su Qingluan raised an eyebrow and thought to herself: Stealing things? And stealing them from the Su family?
Although the Su family's living conditions have gradually improved since she traveled through time, the banknotes in the family are all kept by A Niang herself. Not to mention thieves, even the two little brats in the family have tried to rummage through them more than once as a prank, but they have never succeeded.
But apart from these, what other valuables are there in the house? I can't just steal the iron pots and knives, right? Su Qingluan thought nonchalantly as she squeezed towards the center of the crowd.
Suddenly, she paused in her act of picking at others: Could it be...
The thought flashed through her mind as Su Qingluan squeezed into the middle of the crowd—her parents, and even the two little brats, were all here?!
At this moment, Su Guangfu, contrary to his usual honest and taciturn appearance, pinned a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old to the ground, tied his hands behind his back, making it impossible for him to move easily.
The bright and friendly smile on Yang's face disappeared. She put her hands on her hips, raised her eyebrows, and stared at the young man on the ground with an angry look on her face.
Su Xuanhe protected his younger sister Su Xueyan behind him and stared at the person that his father was holding down with great vigilance. The little girl Su Xueyan did not seem to be very angry, but she just stuck her head out to take a look and then retracted her head.
Su Qingluan spoke uncertainly: "Father, Mother? What's going on?"
When Su Guangfu heard that his daughter had returned, he just looked up, but in order to prevent his men from struggling, he did not say anything more.
Yang only forced a faint smile: "Daya, you are back? Go back to the house and rest for a while." After saying this, her smile disappeared again. Obviously, having a thief in the house was not a pleasant thing in any way - even if the thief had been caught.
However, the little thief, who had been relatively honest and almost motionless before, looked up at Su Qingluan, seemed stunned at first, and then immediately shouted: "This brocade bag is indeed from Madam Su, but she gave it to me!"
This sentence was like cold water poured into a hot oil pan. In an instant, everyone in the courtyard, which was almost silent, began to talk, and everyone's eyes kept drifting between the young man on the ground and Su Qingluan.
When Su Guangfu heard the young man's words, he immediately increased his strength and shouted angrily, "What are you talking about, you little bastard?! How could my daughter give you something privately?!"
Yang was also angry: "How can you be so young and talk nonsense like this?!"
"I'm not talking nonsense!" The young man raised his head and neck with all his might. In Su Qingluan's eyes, he looked like a bald chicken waiting to be slaughtered. "My mother came to propose marriage before!"
"I've already rejected your family, yet you shamelessly try to get in!" Yang was so angry that her face turned pale. She took a step forward and was about to slap the person lying on the ground and screaming.
The young man, however, had some talent for making excuses, and continued shouting at the top of his voice, "Are you trying to silence me? Are you so eager to do it because you feel guilty?! It was your eldest daughter who came to me and gave me the sachet! Why are you refusing to admit it now?!"
The people watching the excitement were talking about it at this moment, and it had become a mess.
"The carpenter of the Su family and his sister-in-law are both honest people. The girl in his family shouldn't do such a shameless thing, right?" This is the belief in the character of the Su family.
"Who can say for sure? Although the boy from the Zhao family has nothing to do all day, he has a clean appearance. Maybe the little girl is short-sighted and will fall in love with him?" This is someone who believes what the young man said.
"It's a good deal to come here to help with the work and watch the fun, and get paid." These people are just spectators who have no stance and are just here to watch the fun.
Su Guangfu and Yang were so angry that they trembled and turned pale when they heard the little bastard's nonsense. But they both couldn't help but look at their eldest daughter.
Of course, they believed Su Qingluan, but they were worried that their daughter would feel ashamed, angry and sad after hearing such nonsense.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Su Qingluan did not rush to argue, nor did she show any shame or self-blame - instead, she was quite calm.
In fact, at the moment when Su Guangfu pressed the man and raised his head towards him, Su Qingluan always felt that she should have seen this guy somewhere before. He looked familiar, but she really couldn't remember where.
So he simply looked up and asked, "I don't know when I gave anything to anybody."
"You, you still want to deny it?!" The kid, who was jumping around on the ground like a loach, shouted at the top of his lungs, "That day you clearly..."
"What are you so anxious about?" Su Qingluan interrupted his nagging impatiently, "I'm just asking what happened today. You're trying so hard not to let me get to the bottom of it. What are you feeling guilty about?"
She returned the other party's previous denial intact.
The boy on the ground was choked by what he said, and opened his mouth like a mute, but in the end, no words came out. So Su Qingluan looked around and asked in a very calm voice: "Then, everyone present, can anyone tell me in detail what is going on?"
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