Su Mibao quickly got her father a bulletproof vest and put it on, and then put on a bulletproof cape on top. She protected her father from head to toe.

Her eldest brother didn't get a bulletproof vest because he was being watched by so many enemies that it wouldn't be noticeable to wear a bulletproof vest underneath. As for her father, no one would find it strange or care if he wore something strange.

After all, what the most useless person in the capital does is different from ordinary people.

Su Mibao remembered that there was a description of interesting stories about her father in the original book.

For a period of time, the second master of the Su family would go to Chunxianglou once every three days. He would order a table of dishes, but would not eat them. He would sit for half an hour and then leave.

"Have you heard? Our Second Master goes to Chunxiang Tower every three days to see the flowers and listen to music."

"Yes, in order to see the flowers and listen to the music, I booked the place every time. Where is the two hundred taels of silver?"

"Shh, don't let the Second Madam hear it. Otherwise——"

The maids turned around and saw the Second Madam and Nanny Song behind them. They were so scared that they fell to their knees and told everything they knew without waiting for questions.

Song Jinhe has a bad temper.

Su Chengyi had touched both of her bottom lines at once.

First, you cannot take concubines or concubines.

Second, you can’t spend money indiscriminately.

Song Jinhe immediately led Nanny Song and a group of people into Chunxiang Tower.

They went up to the private room on the third floor, which charged two hundred taels of silver per session, and arrested Su Chengyi on the spot.

Mr. Su was sitting on the third floor, looking out the window, clapping his hands on the table, listening to the melodious tunes coming from the theater opposite, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Where is Hua Niang? No.

Mr. Su actually spent two hundred taels of silver to book this private room on the third floor by the window, set up a table of vegetarian dishes, listened to the songs in the theater, looked at the lush and leafy locust tree by the window, the white locust flowers leaning against the window frame, accompanied by the drizzle...

"Madam, why are you here? Please take a seat. Smell the fragrance, the sound of rain, the locust flowers, and the faint little tune. It is simply the ultimate enjoyment in the world that is hard to come by!"

"Are you looking at the flowers and listening to the music?"

Song Jinhe couldn't believe her eyes. Not only was her man a loser, he was also a fool.

"Madam, don't be angry. This private room is a bit expensive for me. I spent a little more money. However, in the whole Chunxiang Building, this is the only place that is good enough. I bargained with them for the price, but they didn't agree."

Su Chengyi smiled and looked at his wife in a flattering manner.

"However, in order to save money, I only order a table full of vegetarian dishes every time, and never order any meat dishes."

Then he leaned forward again, "Madam, if you really can't let go of this money, I will go back and ask our mother for more pocket money. Then I will make it up to you. Okay?"

"What's so good about this locust flower? There are so many of them on the moat embankment. You don't want to see them for free, but you're spending money to see this one?"

"This flower is different from another flower. Some people prefer peonies, but I prefer to look at this locust flower. This one is different from the others. It's just like people. External objects look at people the same, but people look at people differently."

Song Jinhe looked at her silly husband, "What about listening to music? How much does it cost to reserve a seat at the theater?"

"Hey, ma'am. Listen closely to the actors, or listen from afar to appreciate their charm. Each has its own merits."

Su Chengyi squinted his eyes, which were squeezed into a line by his fat flesh, and looked out the window.

"These flowers, this song, this rain, and today's Madam, this is something you will never see again in your lifetime."

Tell me, what's so strange about a father who is famous throughout Beijing for being eccentric wearing a bulletproof cloak of strange style?

With a hiss - a cry of pain, Su Mibao turned her head suddenly and saw that her little face had changed color.

The mule and horse pulling the prisoner cart was shot with an arrow in the buttocks. Feeling the pain, he immediately pulled the prisoner cart and ran away.

"Go, go quickly."

Su Zhenbei's voice came, carrying an unquestionable order.

"Let's go."

This time, Su Chengyi did not hesitate at all. When he saw his wife carrying Mi Baobao into the car, he immediately stepped on the old horse and whipped it hard.

"Hurry, Madam Su, don't cause trouble for Zhenbei."

Master Su whipped the big red horse pulling the green boxcar with his whip again. The big red horse felt the pain and also ran away.

[Bao, is your elder brother really okay? ]

With so many people crowded together in the car, Song Jinhe couldn't ask Su Mibao this question directly. But she was really worried about her son, so she asked her little daughter the question in her heart.

[Mom, don't worry. Big brother will never die]

Su Mibao immediately comforted her mother. What a joke, the second male lead would never die at this time.

[He was injured so badly by himself. Although your grandmother said that Steward Su knew Kung Fu, he was old and his legs were not convenient. He couldn't help your brother much. How could your brother survive from so many Zhaowei and Imperial Guards in that condition?]

Alas, Su Mibao sighed in his heart, my dear mother. It is hard for me to answer your question. Because I don't know how my elder brother survived so many terrible pursuers. Was it a coincidence, or someone saved him? Was it the King of Yan, or his secret guards?

I don't know anything, how can I answer you?

[Mom, didn't you say I'm Fuwa? I just know that my brother won't die. Don't think too much. Come, I have to see so many people injured in the car, I need to treat them. ]

Su Mibao looked at the injured people in the car and thought that her eldest brother would not die. But it was hard to say about Su San and the aunt in the car. After all, these two people were cannon fodder. It was normal that they would not survive the first few episodes.

"Yan'er, how is your aunt? Is Su San in danger?"

Only then did Song Jinhe focus her attention back on the injured family members in the car.

"The old lady was stabbed in the back by a knife. Although the wound is deep, it is not a vital part. As long as there is medicine, we can treat the external injuries."

"Why has Li Niang been unconscious for so long?"

Old Madam Su looked at the eldest daughter-in-law who had been in a coma with concern.

"He must be weak and fainted from shock."

Listening to the conversation between grandma and sister-in-law, Su Mibao thought to himself that the eldest lady of the Su family in the original book was just a decoration. She never had any lines or roles.

Now that the family is on the run, the author has arranged for her to be in a coma throughout the entire process.

"Su San is awake."

The sound of the painted fan's surprise.

"Young Master——"

Su San's voice was weak, and as he spoke, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again.

"Don't move. You're seriously injured. I can only treat your external injuries."

Gu Yueyan turned and looked at Song Jinhe.

To treat the external injuries of Su San and the aunt, she had to use the things that her mother-in-law gave her. But those things - although the people in the car were all family members and loyal servants, the things that her sister-in-law had were too magical. At this time, she didn't know how to talk to her mother-in-law.

Su Mibao quickly took out alcohol, anti-inflammatory drugs, wound patches, gauze, and bandages from the space. Anyway, no matter how shocked the people in the car were, these things just appeared out of thin air in Song Jinhe's arms.

(End of this chapter)