Just as they were about to get on the carriage, a young lady of eight or nine years old came over with her servants.

Although he is young, his aura is not weak.

"I heard that you are Cheng Sang's granddaughter."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at her: "Who are you?"

The nine-year-old girl raised her chin and said in a dignified manner: "My name is Yin Ling, and I am the seventh daughter of the Yin family."

The Yin family was once the leader of the four major families. Later, the daughter of the Cheng family became a saint and suppressed the Yin family. However, the Yin family had another imperial concubine and turned the tables.

The two companies are evenly matched and have been secretly competing for years for who will be the number one.

Another seventh child...Su Xiaoxiao thought of Wei Ting. Is it true that the seventh child has a fearless spirit? She smiled and said, "You know a lot."

Yin Xiaodie said, "The scene you made in front of the Cheng family's gate was just to let everyone know, right?"

She is not young and speaks in a serious manner. Su Xiaoxiao looks at her and inexplicably feels that this child is both serious and cute.

Her Da Hu has grown up. Is he still so cute and serious?

Yin Xiaodie asked: "Do you want the Cheng family to recognize you and accept you?"

Su Xiaoxiao asked with amusement: "Why? Do you have a solution?"

Yin Xiaodie said: "Yes, there is, but I can't help you for nothing. If you succeed, you have to be my sister-in-law!"

Su Xiaoxiao, who was inexplicably tied to a marriage thread: "..."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at her with a smile.

Yin Xiaodie raised her chin: "Why? Aren't the conditions of marriage with the Yin family enough to make you excited? With the support of our Yin family, you can more smoothly take back everything that belongs to you and Cheng Sang!"

Su Xiaoxiao flicked her forehead and said, "Little one, who are you making such a fuss for?"

Yin Xiaodie said fiercely: "If you touch me again, I will chop your hands off!"

Su Xiaoxiao leaned forward and stared into her eyes: "Then I will chop off your hands and feet."

Yin Xiaodie, who had never been threatened before, was stunned.

Su Xiaoxiao was very satisfied. To deal with a naughty kid, one should be more brutal than her.

Su Xiaoxiao asked, "Who are you speaking for?"

"I'm not a little kid. I'm nine years old this year!" Yin Xiaodie thought for a moment and said seriously, "Three days short."

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You are less than nine years old, why should I believe you?"

The nine-year-old Miss Yin Qi took off a token from her waist and said with a powerful aura: "This is the token of the head of our Yin family. My words are the words of my grandfather!"

A child is a child, no matter how fierce she is, she still loves her husband. Su Xiaoxiao is not afraid of her: "Why don't you tell me first, and then I will consider whether to agree to you."

Yin Xiaodie refused: "No, you must agree to my conditions, otherwise I won't tell you."

Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and said, "Isn't it just to run for the Saint Girl?"

Yin Xiaodie was shocked: "How did you guess that?"

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "I'm smart."

Yin Xiaodie frowned and pondered for a moment with a serious look: "Well, you are indeed quite smart to have guessed this, but it is useless to just guess this, and you are not qualified to run for election!"

Still setting a trap for her...Su Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Little one, you just want me to fight with Cheng Qingxue so that you can benefit. This is not you helping me, but me helping you. You still have the nerve to negotiate with me. I should be the one asking you for payment."

The little one frowned deeply, and his whole young face showed: This guy is not easy to fool...

Su Xiaoxiao said bluntly: "Moreover, I must obtain the qualification of the Saint Maiden in order for the Cheng family to admit me, but you will not give up the position of the Saint Maiden to me. To put it bluntly, you are using me to help you eliminate your most advantageous competitor!"

The little one's thoughts were hit upon and his eyes sparkled.

Su Xiaoxiao rubbed her head and said, "Okay, since you're pretty cute, I'll protect you if I get a chance. But don't be too naughty. I don't like naughty kids."

She said the last sentence with a smile, but there was a chilling severity in her eyes.

Yin Xiaodie subconsciously took half a step back.

It’s only half a step... The little one’s psychological endurance is stronger than I thought...

Su Xiaoxiao got on the carriage with a smile.

Yin Xiaodie came back to her senses and clenched her fists in annoyance.

Was she threatened by a little bitch just now?

Shame! Shame!

On the way back to Cheng's house, Su Xiaoxiao drew the man's hand, which was the only feature that could prove the man's identity.

Meiji took a look and said, "Wow, was this caused by a machete? What a strange wound."

Su Xiaoxiao said, "It is indeed strange, but precisely because it is strange, people who have seen it will definitely be impressed. You can give it to your husband and Wei Ting later."

Meiji nodded: "I understand."

After she put away the drawing paper, Su Xiaoxiao lifted the curtain and said to the driver, "I want to buy some snacks. Please find the best shop."

The driver pointed to a shop on the roadside and said, "The dim sum there is pretty good."

Su Xiaoxiao said coldly: "Who are you trying to fool? That shop is deserted. You can tell no one is buying anything. It's impossible for it to be delicious! I bought it for my grandmother. If she finds it unpalatable, I don't know if you can continue to work for the Cheng family tomorrow!"

The driver couldn't afford to offend Cheng Sang, so he had to bite the bullet and drive the carriage to an old bakery. The queue of people almost stretched across the street.

Su Xiaoxiao was very satisfied: "There are too many people. I'm afraid I'll have to wait a long time. It's getting dark. If I go back too late, my grandmother will be worried. Meiji, you go buy it."

"Yes, miss!"

Meiji jumped off the carriage.

Su Xiaoxiao and the driver went back home.

I spent half a day selecting in the Holy Maiden Temple today, and it was already dusk when I arrived at Cheng's house.

Cheng Sang sat alone in a wheelchair outside the yard, looking eagerly in the direction of the path.

Ever since Su Xiaoxiao left in the morning, she has been sitting here motionless, not eating lunch, not eating dinner, and not even drinking a drop of water.

It wasn't until she saw that familiar figure that she finally felt any emotion.

“Weiwei…”

"mother."

Su Xiaoxiao also saw her.

The softest part of my heart suddenly felt sour and painful.

Su Xiaoxiao walked quickly to her, bent down and straightened her hair that was messed up by the wind.

After all, she lacked experience in caring for such patients and forgot to tell Cheng Sang to wait for her in the house.

“Yeah.” Cheng Sang nodded aggrievedly, his eyes red. “Why did you take so long? I was so afraid I wouldn’t be able to find you again… Weiwei… please don’t leave your mother…”

Su Xiaoxiao wiped away her tears: "How could I not want my mother? Look, I'm back, right?"

Cheng Sang handed the box in his arms to Su Xiaoxiao: "Here."

Su Xiaoxiao opened it and found a box of shortbread inside, which she held in her arms to keep it warm.

"Weiwei, eat." Cheng Sang said.

Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyes, looked into her eyes that were as innocent as a child's, and smiled softly: "Mom will eat too."

She took a piece and handed it to Cheng Sang.

"Weiwei eats first."

"Okay, I'll eat it."

Su Xiaoxiao took a bite.

Apart from other things, Xie Yunhe put a lot of effort into his food, clothing, housing and transportation. The cook he hired has excellent cooking skills, and the shortbread is sweet but not greasy, and is oily, crispy and fragrant.

But when she bit it in her mouth, she felt a slight sourness in the tip of her nose and a slight pain in her throat.

"Is it delicious, Weiwei?" Cheng Sang asked with his head tilted.

"It's delicious. It's really delicious. Mom, try it too." She picked a piece and fed it to Cheng Sang.

Cheng Sang ate happily.

The shortbread Weiwei fed her was the best! "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry."

"I'm going to make something for mom."

“I want to go too!”

Cheng Sang sticks to Su Xiaoxiao.

After going crazy, Cheng Sang's mental state is similar to that of a child, but even so, she can tell who is sincere to her and who is just pretending, even a madman can feel it.

The servants in the yard respected Cheng Sang, but it was just a task that had to be completed. They thought Cheng Sang didn't understand or hear, and they often laughed at Cheng Sang.

When Su Xiaoxiao went to cook dinner, Cheng Sang moved a small stool and sat in front of the stove to help Su Xiaoxiao add firewood.

Even though she only has the mind of a child, she can learn it after Su Xiaoxiao taught her only once. She is very smart.

If he hadn't gone crazy, who knows what a powerful family head he would have been.

While Su Xiaoxiao was cooking, she kept an eye on Cheng Sang, afraid that she would burn herself.

Cheng Sang shook his head and hummed the little tune he learned from Mei Ji. He was carefree and immersed in the happiness of being with his daughter.

Su Xiaoxiao made braised pork, crucian carp and tofu soup and stir-fried vegetables.

Cheng Sang doesn't like eating vegetables and looked reluctant.

When Su Xiaoxiao wanted to feed her, she covered her mouth and ran around the house.

"Mom, you have to eat vegetables."

"But I don't want to eat."

"Weiwei wants to eat."

Cheng Sang was very conflicted: "Well... okay."

She ate a few vegetables with a fearless attitude, but she felt very wronged.

Su Xiaoxiao finished her meal halfway and asked calmly, "By the way, mother, have you heard of the Holy Selection?"

"Holy Selection..." Cheng Sang looked up at the sky, trying hard to think about what the two words meant.

"It's to select a new Saint."

"That, I know."

"If I want to go, do you agree?"

This is the only way to go to the Holy Maiden Temple again.

"I agree. Whatever Weiwei wants to do, I agree!"

"But... I am not eligible to run for election, and I don't really know how to run for election."

"Running for election..." Cheng Sang tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Ah! Got it!"

She put down her dishes and quickly went to her big box, but then she thought of something and went back to close the door.

She opened the big box and tore out the clothes inside.

A clean diaper covered Su Xiaoxiao's head.

Su Xiaoxiao: “…”

After hollowing out the box, she crawled inside, opened a small secret compartment at the bottom, took out a token, and excitedly walked up to Su Xiaoxiao: "Weiwei, here you go!"

Su Xiaoxiao took it: "This is——"

Cheng Sang said in a loud voice: "The Patriarch's Order! Dad said that it cannot be given to anyone except Weiwei!"

Su Xiaoxiao asked: "With this, can I run for election?"

Cheng Sang nodded heavily: "Yes!"

No wonder the little girl carries the Yin family's patriarch order with her. Isn't she going to participate in the election today?

There must be other ways to participate in the election, otherwise Yin Xiaoqi would not come to her, and Cheng Qingxue and those women from the common people would not have appeared in the Holy Maiden Temple.

But the orders of the patriarchs of the four major families must have some advantages.

Unexpectedly, the Cheng family's patriarch's order was not in the hands of Xie Yunhe and Cheng Lian.

Xie Yunhe and Cheng Lian have been keeping Cheng Sang locked up, probably because of the patriarch's order.

Who could have expected that Cheng Sang had been crazy for so many years, but he had never forgotten the advice of Old Master Cheng?

If they knew that the order of the head of the family, which they had been racking their brains for thirty years but still failed to obtain, fell into her hands, would they be so angry that they vomited blood?

Today is the lovely Cheng family head who deserves praise 　　 　 (end of this chapter)