Su Ziyu drank the remaining milk in one gulp, then turned around and went to the well to wash the enamel pot.

The people in the Su family's eldest branch have long been accustomed to it.

He ate all the leftover food from Shen Zhihuan, so drinking some leftover milk was nothing.

The members of the second branch of the Su family all looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Since childhood, Su Ziyu has given people the impression of being cold and a little bit of a germaphobe.

He never eats any food that others pick for him.

Not to mention drinking other people's leftovers.

Shen Zhihuan and the people from the second branch of the Su family didn't have much to say. They just picked up two pieces of crispy potato chips and went to the well to watch Zhou Xiuqiao scrape the fish scales.

"Su Ziyu, this fish must weigh ten kilograms, right?"

Captain Su was what they both called each other in private, but in front of everyone, she felt it would be safer to call him by his name.

"Eleven pounds." Su Ziyu lowered his eyes and looked at his young wife, with unconcealable doting in his eyes.

"Then this fish must be worth at least ten dollars!" Su Changjiang leaned over to look at the big grass carp which was a little longer than the big wooden basin.

One pound is eighty cents, so eleven pounds is eight dollars and eighty cents.

"Hmm!" Su Ziyu said coldly.

Su Changhe, who was already accustomed to Su Ziyu's cold temper, was not annoyed.

Instead, he was very interested in finding out Su Ziyu's salary.

"That's enough!" Su Ziyu uttered three words lightly.

The corner of Su Changhe's mouth twitched.

Enough?

How much money would be enough? Thirty yuan? Fifty yuan? Eighty yuan? "At least a hundred or eighty yuan, right?!" Wang Chunmei also became interested.

"What do you mean one hundred and eighty?" A woman's voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

A woman in a bright red cotton-padded jacket came in with a child of three or four years old.

A man in a black jacket followed behind.

Another empty-handed one.

Su Changhe, Wang Chunmei and their family just treated it as a visit.

Su Lihong is married, and she is returning to her parents' home during the Chinese New Year...

This really refreshed Shen Zhihuan's three views.

If you don’t have money, can’t you just pick a few handfuls of vegetables from the vegetable garden?

"Lihong, Wu Jun, come and sit down." Zhang Fengxia stepped forward and greeted them.

"Uncle, aunt, brother Zijun, brother Ziyu, sister-in-law Xiuqiao, Lili..." He greeted a long list of people, but Shen Zhihuan was the only one not called.

Shen Zhihuan didn't think anything of it.

Su Changhe and Wang Chunmei's family are like that.

Arguing with them is just making yourself uncomfortable.

But Su Ziyu, who couldn't bear to see his young wife being wronged, was unhappy and directly dragged Shen Zhihuan and said he wanted to go out for a walk without even looking at Su Lihong's family who had just arrived.

Although Zhang Fengxia didn't say anything, the smile on her face faded a lot.

"We can only come back a few times a year. It's not worth it to get angry with them." After leaving the courtyard, Shen Zhihuan gently scratched his palm.

"Wife, I'm sorry for wronging you." Su Ziyu really wanted to hug his little wife in his arms.

"What's wrong with this? She ignores me, and I ignore her family, so we're even. Don't be angry, don't be angry. It's not worth it to get yourself hurt by being angry."

Hearing footsteps on the side road, Shen Zhihuan quickly withdrew his hand.

If people saw them fighting in broad daylight, who knows what they would say!

After a while, Xiaopang came out from the side road.

"Sister Huan! When did you come back?" Seeing Shen Zhihuan here, he came up to Shen Zhihuan with shining eyes.

"Yesterday afternoon, you seemed to have gained weight again." Shen Zhihuan reached out and rubbed the chubby little face.

Xiaopang's face suddenly turned red.

Shen Zhihuan peeled one and put it back into Xiaopang’s mouth.

As for the remaining one, Shen Zhihuan took advantage of the fact that no one was around, bit off half of it and stuffed it into Su Ziyu's mouth.

Only then did Xiaopang notice Su Ziyu standing next to Shen Zhihuan.

The next second, he grabbed the corner of Shen Zhihuan's clothes and hid behind Shen Zhihuan. His fearful look made Shen Zhihuan laugh.

Su Ziyu was speechless.

Did he have words carved on his face or horns growing on his head?!

His brother-in-law is like this.

The same goes for the little fat boy.

"Don't be afraid! He is just a paper tiger and won't bite anyone." Shen Zhihuan smiled and rubbed Xiaopang's face again.

Su Ziyu chuckled in his heart.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Paper tiger?! Won’t bite?! One day, he would let his wife know whether he was a paper tiger or not, and whether he would bite or not.

"Come on, I bought something for you." Shen Zhihuan pulled Xiaopang back.

Everyone was a little curious when they saw Shen Zhihuan dragging Xiaopang back.

Within a few minutes, the faces of the people from the second branch of the Su family turned black.

When Xiaopang left, he had not only a few more red apples in his hands, but also a box of biscuits and a box of chocolates.

Although no one from the second branch of the Su family had seen the chocolate and biscuits, one could tell at a glance at the packaging that they were not cheap goods.

They had been there for a long time, but Shen Zhihuan was reluctant to give them any food, but now he was giving it to a stranger.

"Zhihuan, was that chocolate you just gave to Xiaopang?" Xu Jiaojiao, the only salesperson at the agency store who knew the goods, deliberately raised her voice.

She had only seen chocolate in a department store in Sichuan City, and the packaging was not even half as good as the one Shen Zhihuan gave to Xiaopang.

"Good eyesight!" Shen Zhihuan praised.

She can give her things to whomever she wants.

No one can control it!

"The ones I saw in the department store were not even half as good as yours. They cost more than ten yuan. Yours should cost at least twenty or thirty yuan a box, right?" Xu Jiaojiao pretended to test him.

"It's not the money I gave, so how would I know?" Shen Zhihuan laughed.

She wanted to know, but she refused to tell her.

Sure enough, when Xu Jiaojiao heard that the money was given by Su Ziyu, she didn't dare to ask any more.

Su Lili, who was picking vegetables nearby, was curious, "Second brother, how much is a box of chocolate?"

"Twenty-six dollars and eighty cents." Su Ziyu did not hide it.

Zhou Xiu, who was cutting open the belly of a fish, twisted her hand and made an arc-shaped wound on the fish's belly.

Oh my god! She counted the chocolates and there were only twenty of them.

Twenty-six dollars and eighty cents...

One yuan for one more! Zhou Xiuqiao's hands couldn't help shaking when she thought about her son eating three at once last night, which could be enough to buy several kilograms of pork.

"Oh my God! Just that small box can buy dozens of kilograms of pork." Zhang Fengxia's eyes widened in shock.

Su Ziyu nodded.

The people from the second branch of the Su family were waiting to see Zhang Fengxia lose her temper, but they saw Zhang Fengxia touching the hairpin behind her head and asked, "How much did you buy this for?"

"Thirty." This time it was Shen Zhihuan who answered.

"What about the scarf?" Zhang Fengxia asked again.

"Also thirty."

"You two are a perfect match for a spendthrift." Zhang Fengxia poked Shen Zhihuan's forehead with a smile.

The people in the second branch of the Su family were all stunned.

I gave away things worth dozens of dollars to outsiders...

Is that it?

(End of this chapter)