Upon hearing these barbed words, Meng Yongfu's initial astonishment instantly turned into shame and anger.
What he hated most was being called "Master Meng" by others. These days, the noodle shop's business was getting worse every day, and the last thing he wanted to hear was the phrase "business failed." But this Su Dahu kept stepping on his sore spots.
However, now is not the time to dwell on that.
The restaurant across the street has been vacant for many years, and he has been thinking about it for many years. He has been trying to find out who owns it, but he only knows that the master behind it is a big shot in the capital. Therefore, he has never dared to go near the restaurant door in the past.
Yesterday, he finally encountered a servant coming to clean, so he stood guard outside from beginning to end.
But those people kept their mouths shut and didn't utter a single word.
“Su Hua? How is this possible?” Feng Zicai stood behind Meng Yongfu, looking at the two people standing in front of the door. His shock was no less than Meng Yongfu’s. However, his shock was not because the two people were in the restaurant, but because of the person next to Su Dahu.
The girl was dressed in a lake-green long dress with a moon-colored jacket over it. Her long black hair was tied up with a bamboo hairpin. Her face was free of any makeup, but it was as white as the finest mutton-fat jade. On her jade-like face, she had a pair of thick, dark willow-leaf eyebrows, and below them, her clear eyes were like a mountain spring.
Every move he makes exudes a cool and aloof demeanor, and a sense of pride and arrogance.
He bore absolutely no resemblance to his former fiancée, who was not presentable in public.
No, that's not right, those eyes...
Those clear, bright eyes, if you ignore the expression in them, do bear some resemblance to Su Hua's former self. They are both almond-shaped eyes, and both have eyelashes that resemble small fans. And this was the only thing Su Hua had that made her presentable over the years.
And next to Su Hua was Su Dahu, who, unlike before when he always wore patched-up coarse linen clothes, was now wearing a brand-new dark blue robe, and was carrying several sets of writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, as well as... two sets of student robes.
Although he had studied at a private school in Cangwu Town since childhood, he was very familiar with the reputation of Baichuan Academy in Qingshui County, and he could recognize the style of its students' uniforms at a glance.
However, his family was poor and simply could not afford the tuition of twelve taels of silver a year.
Why is Su Dahu holding the student robes of Baichuan Academy?
When Yun'er went to Tangshan Fucheng a while ago, she told him that the Su family had recently come up with a business of making flavored snails. Could it be that these flavored snails are so profitable?
Thinking of this, he subconsciously recalled the scene of meeting Su Hua at the old village chief's house before going to Qingshan Academy. At that time, she was bringing a basin of bright red snails to the old village chief, and he had laughed at it, saying that it was something that even chickens and ducks wouldn't eat.
Meng Yongfu squinted and scanned Su Dahu and his sister several times, his eyes filled with gloom.
"Su Hua, Su Dahu, how exactly did you get into this restaurant?"
Su Hua just locked the brass lock on the door.
Hearing this, he tucked the key into his wide sleeve and chuckled, "How did we get in? We walked in with our feet! Did you expect us to use our hands?"
I was wondering where Meng Yun'er's watered-down brain came from, turns out it's from her family's scholarly tradition! Young Master Meng, with a brain like yours, you might as well close the shop and go home to lie down, lest all your profits from so many years are lost!
Meng Yongfu was so angry at these insolent words that his chest heaved, and it took him a long time to catch his breath.
His gaze was sinister as he stared at Su Hua, and a cold sneer emanated from his nose. "Don't think that just because you've climbed up to Qin Yucheng, you can be arrogant. He's just using you as a joke. Once the novelty wears off, you'll be nothing to him."
Su Hua wasn't angry at all. Instead, she smiled and waved her hand, "What nonsense! Only Master Meng likes to be a source of amusement. If you really want to be a source of amusement, I can reluctantly introduce you to Yu Cheng. How about that?"
After saying that, he shook his head, looking at Meng Yongfu's unshaven face.
"However, judging from Master Meng's astonishing appearance, this matter may not be easy to handle. If he had a cleaner face and looked twenty years younger, it might be possible."
His disgusted expression infuriated Meng Yongfu, who turned ashen-faced and pointed at Su Hua with trembling hands. "You, you...you're simply outrageous! I'm your elder, and you've gone too far with your words!"
Su Hua spread her hands innocently, "Too much? Am I being too much?"
"Of course not." Su Dahu smiled indulgently, then took a step forward and subtly bumped the inkstone in his hand.
It knocked Meng Yongfu's trembling fingers backward.
Her deep eyes stared at the man, as cold as ice. "When you're out in public, don't keep calling others 'elders.' Someone like you won't have a younger sister like me even in your next life!"
After saying that, he took Su Hua's hand and left.
"Damn it! Absolutely damn it... Ouch... It hurts so much..." It is said that the ten fingers are connected to the heart. Meng Yongfu was hit so suddenly that his fingers were red and his finger bones swelled up in an instant.
Seeing that Su Hua hadn't looked at him once and was about to leave, Feng Zicai stepped forward without thinking and stopped her. "Hua'er, are you going back to Shanghe Village now? I've rented a carriage, Hua'er and your brother can come with me."
After saying that, fearing she would refuse, he quickly added, "It's a long and arduous journey from Qingshui County back to Shanghe Village, and walking back would be exhausting. You and your brother don't need to pay for the carriage; consider it my treat for you, how about that?"
Su Hua glanced at him indifferently, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Scholar Feng is back. You've come back just in time."
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