Chapter 108: Are we playing house?
Little Tangbao took a big bite of the meat bun and couldn't bear to put it down.
Smells good! Really smells good!
She decided that, of all things, eating is the most important.
Anyway, she is just a child and doesn’t need to welcome the prefect, so she should just continue eating the meat buns.
Seeing that her little girl was eating with relish, Old Lady Su ignored her and went out.
The prefect and the county magistrate have both arrived.
Although they didn't have good tea to serve, they would always brew a pot of homemade scented tea.
Even farmers have their own way of entertaining guests.
What's more, the scented tea she prepared was also unique.
After Mrs. Su left, she immediately asked her daughters-in-law to boil water and make tea to entertain the guests.
Qian Yuemei trembled with fear as she approached Old Madam Su and said timidly, "Mother..."
Old Mrs. Su glanced at Qian Yuemei.
I knew what Qian Yuemei wanted to say without her even opening her mouth.
After all, she found such a tattered set of clothes for the daughter of the prefect.
Now, it has been seen by the other person’s father.
Who would believe me if I said I wouldn't treat other people's girls harshly?
"Be more generous in your actions in the future!" said Mrs. Su.
"Yes! I will do it in the future!" Qian Yuemei quickly expressed her determination.
The expression on his face was still one of fear.
"But, mother, now..."
If the prefect blames me now, won’t I be in big trouble?
Old Mrs. Su originally didn't bother to pay attention to this second daughter-in-law who was not presentable.
But after all, they are our family, so we still have to protect them.
So, they said, "We are just farmers. Our children have worn out their old clothes that have been patched up. Even if the prefect is dissatisfied, he can't say anything. Let's go and boil some water."
"Oh! I understand, Mom!" Qian Yuemei's heart immediately settled down.
Since my mother-in-law said so, she will definitely take care of this matter.
Even if the sky falls, her mother-in-law will be there to support her. What else does she have to worry about?
No matter what happened outside, Xiao Tangbao stayed in the house and continued to eat meat buns.
Wang Wanglai slipped in quietly.
"Boss!" Wang Wanglai shouted in a low voice.
Looking at Xiao Tangbao's eyes, they were red.
Little Sugar Baby, "..."
The corners of his mouth twitched and his eyelids twitched.
There's nothing I can do about it, it's a bit eye-catching.
Because behind Wang Wanglai, there was a group of children following him.
And everyone, including Wang Wanglai, was not wearing a shirt.
Not wearing a shirt is not a big deal for these little boys.
But what does it mean that these people have some firewood tied to their backs?
"What's your style of dressing?" Xiao Tangbao was speechless.
In fact, she knew what these kids meant without asking.
But it's not their fault.
At this time, Da Pan and Er Pan, who had not shown up since Xiao Tangbao woke up, walked in with shame on their faces.
Similarly, the two people were carrying some firewood on their backs.
"Aunt, we are sorry for you and we have come here to apologize to you!" Da Pan and Er Pan said in unison.
After saying that, he faced Xiao Tangbao, clasped his hands together, and knelt on one knee.
"Boss, we are sorry for you and we are here to apologize to you!" Wang Wanglai, leading a group of younger brothers, said in unison.
After saying that, he also faced Xiao Tangbao, clasped his hands together, and knelt on one knee.
So, when the prefect came in, he saw—
There was a pretty little girl sitting on the kang.
The little girl was holding a big bun in her hand.
In front of the little girl, a group of children of different sizes knelt.
All of these children were bare-chested and had a few pieces of firewood tied to their backs.
The corner of Magistrate Xia's mouth twitched and he looked at Xiao Tangbao.
Xiao Tangbao was very upset and looked at Magistrate Xia.
Behind Magistrate Xia was County Magistrate Zheng.
Behind County Magistrate Zheng followed Old Man Su.
Behind Old Man Su followed the village chief Wang Zhengyi, the Su brothers and others.
So, everyone witnessed what was meant by "carrying a thorny stick to ask for forgiveness."
When the village chief Wang Zhengyi saw that his grandson had done such a thing, the veins on his forehead twitched.
However, he didn't dare to speak carelessly in front of the prefect and the county magistrate.
"Ahem!" Magistrate Xia coughed twice and said, "Are you... playing house?"
Little Sugar Baby, "...Haha, yes."
With a "puff", someone behind me laughed.
Xia Siya stood next to Magistrate Xia and also smiled.
Xiao Tangbao put down the bun in his hand and said to Da Pan and the others, "Okay, today's drama of 'carrying a thorny branch to ask for forgiveness' ends here. Everyone should understand the meaning of the phrase, so let's disperse..."
After Xiao Tangbao finished speaking, he quickly waved his hand, signaling Da Pan and the others to leave quickly.
However, Da Pan stubbornly said, "Aunt, you haven't punished us yet, we can't leave!"
Er Pan also said: "Aunt, we shouldn't just focus on playing by ourselves and let you get captured by bad guys..."
Erpan said this and glanced at Wang Wanglai and others.
Then, everyone spoke in unison.
"We were wrong, please punish us, little aunt (big boss)!"
Little Sugar Baby, "..."
He also signaled with his eyes.
Understood!
It really was rehearsed!
Moreover, I don’t know how many times I have practiced it.
Listen, how consistent the voices are!
After Da Pan and the others finished speaking, they each started to unload the firewood on their backs.
While solving the problem, he kept saying words of determination.
"Aunt, you have to beat us with these firewood."
"Boss, you have to beat him hard..."
“Yes, we are not afraid of pain!”
"That's right, your beating definitely doesn't hurt as much as my dad's..."
"My grandfather's beating was the most painful. He used the sole of his shoe..."
"My mother's rolling pin..."
"My butt is swollen..."
"Mine is swollen too..."
"Mine too..."
Little Sugar Baby, "..."
Xia Zhifu and others, "..."
"Is your firewood strong?" Zheng Yuanzheng touched his head and asked doubtfully, "I don't think it's strong enough. Will it hurt if I hit it? Will it break if I pull it?"
Little Sugar Baby, "..."
It will definitely break if you pull it.
After all, they are dried sorghum stalks.
It’s still the top, thinnest part.
But why would you say it?
Are you deliberately trying to sabotage us?
Don't blame those people for beating you up.
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