The one who was running around as if he had seen a ghost just now was none other than Zhao Tianbao, the son of the Zhao family.
After his mother Chen's repeated requests, he reluctantly came to the Su family, ostensibly to pay Su Guangfu for repairs.
In fact, he wanted to see what the eldest daughter of the Su family was like.
When Zhao Tianbao heard his mother describe the eldest girl of the Su family as fair and beautiful, he became interested in her.
However, the little flame of his desire to "see the beauty" seemed to have been poured with a basin of cold water a moment ago, and it was extinguished with a hiss.
Just now, he was standing in the courtyard with the uncle of the Su family when he heard a crisp voice coming over: "Dad, Mom, someone help me get a hand towel so I can wipe my eyes..."
Zhao Tianbao's heart moved, and he looked in the direction of the sound, then he was stunned and his whole body was cold.
He saw the man with a voice as sweet as a bird, with a slender figure, disheveled hair and a bloody face.
The blood dripped and dyed the front of the man's clothes red.
With one hand, she was pinching the dead hen's wings, and with the other hand, she was holding a bloodstained dagger. She looked like a demon crawling out of hell to claim lives, or like a yaksha that eats human flesh and blood.
Or, maybe it was someone else...
Zhao Tianbao struggled to find an excuse.
However, the next moment, Su Guangfu personally broke his fantasy: "Daya, what's wrong with you?"
Daya...
Who is Daya?
Oh, it seems to be the marriage partner that his mother is going to tell him about.
Zhao Tianbao felt cold all over: Is it possible that he is going to marry such a she-devil?
Will he really not be made into a human meat bun?
Here we come!
The she-devil actually walked towards him!
In an instant, the will to survive overcame the feeling of weak legs. Zhao Tianbao only heard himself say "Junior is leaving!" and then he ran out with all his might.
I don’t know how long I ran. When Zhao Tianbao came to his senses, his heart seemed to be beating out of his chest, and his chest felt like it was burning with pain.
He gasped for breath and looked around—he had run too far.
Zhao Tianbao walked back home slowly. As soon as he entered the yard, he heard his father beating his mother again in the house. Needless to say, his father probably lost money outside again and was venting his anger by beating his mother.
My mother screamed miserably, like a pig being slaughtered, but the neighbors seemed not to hear her.
Not to mention the neighbors, he himself was also somewhat numb, and even felt fortunate - if he beat his mother, there would be fewer punches and kicks falling on him.
Otherwise, I'd better go out and hide...
Thinking of this, Zhao Tianbao turned around and wanted to leave, but he was a step too late.
"Bang!" The door was kicked open, and Zhao Youde drunkenly cursed, "You little bastard! Get over here!"
Zhao Tianbao shuddered all over, but did not dare to resist and just walked forward.
"What are you holding?"
"It's my mother's..." Before he could finish his words, Zhao Youde snatched it away - it was the carved pine wood box that Su Guangfu had just repaired.
"What good stuff has that bitch hidden behind my back again..." Zhao Youde opened the box rudely, but it was empty.
"Tsk! What damn bad luck!" Zhao Youde spat and threw the box to the ground - after all, objects made of ordinary wood like pine can't even be exchanged for any money.
The box fell to pieces with a loud bang and could no longer be repaired.
Zhao Youde seemed to be still unsatisfied, and kicked Zhao Tianbao a few more times, knocking him to the ground.
Zhao Tianbao didn't dare to resist, but just silently protected his head and stomach. When Zhao Youde kicked him enough and left, he still lay there motionless.
Suddenly, an idea popped up in his mind: It wouldn't be a bad idea to marry that she-devil.
It would be best if the she-devil could fight with her father and both of them would be injured, then she wouldn't have to get beaten, right?
Su Qingluan didn't know that although she achieved her goal of intimidating Zhao Tianbao, the result was counterproductive.
She was washing her hair with the help of Yang at this time.
As Yang poured water on her daughter's long black hair, she smiled and said, "It's summer now, and the weather is hot. You can just use the water from the water tank in the backyard to wash your hair. If it were winter, it would probably take an hour to boil water."
Su Qingluan's heart skipped a beat: "Is it that troublesome?"
"Besides, the weather is cold. What if you catch a cold while washing your hair?"
"..." That's right! In the days before antibiotics, a minor fever or cold could be fatal!
After thinking for a while, Su Qingluan wiped her hair and made a promise to Yang: "When I make a lot of money, I will buy a big house for Dad and Mom in that prosperous area! We can also use the ground heating in winter, so we won't be afraid of the cold!"
Su Qingluan really put this on her agenda as a long-term goal - after all, she couldn't stand the fact that she was obviously capable but made life so hard for her whole family.
However, Yang thought her daughter was just trying to cheer her up, so she just smiled and helped her dry her hair: "Then mother and father will wait for our eldest daughter to buy a big house for us!"
There were still a lot of mushrooms left from the day before yesterday, so Su Qingluan decided to make chicken stewed with mushrooms today.
Among the seasonings Su Qingluan bought last time, there was white sugar.
Although sugar is very common in modern times, it was a precious seasoning in this era.
Even though the Su family is much better off now, Su Qingluan only dared to buy two taels.
But this time the sugar should be enough to make candy color.
Su Qingluan placed the iron pot on the stove, added a little water in the middle, and then added about one or two ounces of white sugar.
While adding, Su Qingluan gasped: It hurts, it really hurts!
These two ounces of sugar are equivalent to fifteen kilograms of rice!
When will the sugar manufacturing industry flourish?
Although her mind was in a mess with all sorts of random thoughts, Su Qingluan's hands moved swiftly and precisely.
Sugar dissolves in water and becomes a transparent liquid.
When the water slowly evaporates, the sugar water begins to bubble evenly and gradually turns into a date red color, and the sugar color is ready.
Su Qingluan quickly poured the chicken pieces in and stir-fried them carefully to prevent them from falling out of the edge of the frying pan. After all the chicken was evenly coated with caramel color and fried until fragrant, she transferred the chicken to another ceramic pot with boiling water.
Then Su Qingluan scooped a little soup from the clay pot, carefully rinsed off the burnt brown parts on the frying pan, poured it into the clay pot, added ginger slices and a seasoning packet to remove the fishy smell, and took out the dough that Yang had just helped to rise.
Su Qingluan looked at the porcelain bowl in her hand - it was filled with chicken fat that was taken out when blanching the chicken feathers and removing the internal organs.
This is the perfect pancake to enhance the flavor and aroma!
Su Qingluan took out the proofed dough and gently kneaded it to release the air. She muttered to herself: After being reborn, the strength in her hands has decreased a lot.
Then, she heard someone calling her——
"Sister, sister!"
Su Qingluan turned her head and saw that it was Su Xuanhe.
He looked around with his bright eyes and approached stealthily like a thief.
Su Qingluan laughed and asked, "What are you doing?"
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