Shen Zhihuan's long speech made Xiu Qiaoniang and Zhou Dacheng's heads buzz.
The crowd watching the fun were also shocked.
Everyone knew that Shen Zhihuan was generous and often bought clothes for the Su family, but they didn't expect her to be so...
Spendthrift!
Shen Zhihuan is still continuing to output.
"Since Pingping has called me Second Aunt for more than two years, I won't ask you for more. I'll just give you fifteen hundred, which will be exactly four thousand."
Four thousand! ! "Why don't you go and rob?!" Xiu Qiao's mother was furious.
Worried that the Su family would run away, the mother and daughter traveled over mountains and across rivers, and came here non-stop, but they didn't get a penny and even owed them 4,000 yuan.
"I can't even spend all my own money, why should I rob others?" Shen Zhihuan said as if it was a matter of course.
This is a bit infuriating.
They wanted 800 yuan, one said he had no money, the other said he had old people and young children at home...
I can’t spend it all now.
"Do you really think we care so much about your daughter and grandson?! I tell you, if you give the money and take them away today, I will let the new person come in tomorrow. Do you believe it? Next year, I will let my parents hold another fat grandson, as if everyone can give birth to one." Shen Zhihuan sneered.
Xiu Qiaoniang and Zhou Dacheng were silent.
Leading people is just a means.
The ultimate goal is to get money.
After a long silence, Xiu Qiao's mother looked at Su Changjiang and Zhang Fengxia, "Father-in-law, mother-in-law, do you mean the same thing?"
They looked extremely distressed, as if if Su Changjiang and Zhang Fengxia dared to nod, they would take the person away even at the risk of their lives.
"We are old and can't take care of the children's affairs. Let them do whatever they want." Su Changjiang didn't even glance at her. He just amused his little grandson in his arms.
What made Xiu Qiao's mother and Zhou Dacheng most angry was that Su Qiping was teasing the little guy with a paper airplane made of newspaper.
And that bitch, she hid behind others even though they had devalued her and her mother to nothing.
If Shen Zhihuan hadn't stood in front, Xiu Qiao's mother would have rushed over and slapped her in the face.
Which married girl doesn't lean towards her parents' home? But this bitch...
Su Changjiang's words shattered the last glimmer of hope for Xiu Qiao's mother and Zhou Dacheng.
Now everyone was silent.
In the past, Zhang Fengxia would definitely come out to give way and smooth things over.
And now...
She didn't want to care anymore.
In fact, she doesn't have to worry about it.
Xiu Qiaoniang and Zhou Dacheng will definitely not leave.
after all……
If they left, all the chickens, ducks, fish and meat placed at the kitchen door would be given to others.
Seeing that they had stopped struggling, they all returned to their respective positions and got busy.
At this time, Su Lili came out with the little guy's bamboo bowl.
The aroma of the dried fruits instantly spread throughout the courtyard.
The little guy smelled the scent and clapped his hands with joy.
Su Changjiang took the bamboo bowl with a smile, held the little guy and found a quiet place.
But he still underestimated the curiosity of the villagers.
"Secretary Su, what is your grandson eating?" A middle-aged woman came over.
"Hush!" Su Changjiang fed the little guy one spoonful at a time.
The little fellow smacked his pink little mouth and enjoyed the food very much.
"What's this porridge? It smells so good." A little old lady also came over.
Also coming up were a few young people who had come to join in the fun early in the morning.
"Just that small bowl of porridge can buy two pounds of high-quality fat meat. How can it not be delicious!" Su Lili said with a smile.
These words immediately caused Su Changjiang to roll his eyes.
"Oh my God, such a small amount costs more than one dollar." The old lady was shocked.
There is only one tablespoon of porridge in the bamboo bowl, and that amount costs more than one yuan.
Is this eating gold or silver? !
"Pingping, does your brother eat this porridge every day?" The children standing with Su Qiping shrugged their noses and asked with envy.
"Eat twice a day. My second uncle said that eating too much will cause indigestion." Su Qiping nodded.
Everyone became even more restless.
It’s a little over one dollar each time, and twice a day, that’s a little over two dollars.
The math has already started.
A little over two dollars a day, that’s about seventy dollars a month.
No wonder Sister Fengxia said that Secretary Su’s monthly salary was not enough to feed the little guy a month’s worth of porridge!
Seeing his friends were so envious, Su Qiping raised his chin with a proud look on his face.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
“Have you ever eaten bird’s nest?”
The children shook their heads in confusion.
I've never heard of this and I've never eaten it before.
"What is a bird's nest? Is it a swallow's nest?" one of the children asked.
The children's eyes all turned to the swallow's nest under the eaves of the Su family's roof.
Su Qiping followed his friends' line of sight and then shook his head, "It's not this bird's nest. The bird's nest we eat is white and transparent."
"Pingping, is bird's nest delicious?" the child asked again.
"Yes! Pingping, is that white swallow's nest delicious?" The children were very curious.
"Delicious!" Su Qiping nodded hurriedly.
The children were envious again.
"You're eating bird's nests? Why don't you say that you've eaten dragon liver and phoenix gall?" Zhou Dacheng sneered sarcastically.
After going to the capital for a few days, I forgot my own last name.
Also eat bird's nest...
Even the landlords can't eat it, how can a peasant like him eat it?!
He never thinks before he brags.
"I have eaten bird's nest before. If you don't believe me, ask my brother." Su Qiping pouted.
Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhou Dacheng and his friends wouldn't believe him, he walked straight up to the little guy.
"Brother, have you ever eaten bird's nest?"
"I ate it." The little guy nodded.
Zhou Dacheng’s eyes almost rolled to the sky.
What does a breastfeeding baby know?!
"Brother, who cooked the bird's nest?" In order to prove that what he said was true, Su Qiping asked again.
"Grandma Wang!" The little guy swallowed the paste in his mouth before speaking slowly.
"Brother, who bought the bird's nest?" Su Qiping glanced at Zhou Dacheng.
"Great grandma!" The little guy answered in a milky voice without even thinking.
"Sometimes Grandma Wang, sometimes Great-grandma..." Zhou Dacheng burst into laughter.
Children's words are unreliable.
Su Changjiang glanced at Zhou Dacheng, who was grinning foolishly, and felt speechless.
A man in his twenties can argue with a child.
"Grandma Wang is the nanny of my great-grandmother's family." Su Qiping explained with a frown.
"Who are you trying to fool? A nanny? Let me tell you, this is capitalism. If people find out, the consequences will be..." Zhou Dacheng snorted.
"But what do you want?" Su Ziyu's voice came from the gate of the courtyard.
Zhou Dacheng shuddered and dared not say a word.
"Dad, where is my maltose?" The little guy stood up from the small bench and rushed towards Su Ziyu, who was holding two boxes of wine in his arms, like a whirlwind.