"Does your son look very idle?" Su Ziyu drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and picked up the bowl.

Wouldn't it be better for him to spend more time with his young wife? Besides, looking at the behavior of Gao Xiuxiu and Wu Honghong, he would be a fool to get close to them.

"Are Wang Tiezhu, Xu Youcai, Wu Daqing, and Zhao Youtian free?" Zhang Fengxia snorted coldly, "I think Gao Xiuxiu is not an honest person either. You three should stay away from me from now on."

"What are you talking about, woman? She is just a little girl. Aren't you ruining her reputation by saying this?" Su Changjiang frowned.

If you want to talk about your son, just talk about your son. Why would you bring up an old man like him?!

Besides, the second daughter-in-law is still here!

"What kind of reputation does a slut like her have?" Zhang Fengxia slammed her chopsticks on the table.

"Her mother is her mother, and she is she. How can you confuse the two? Is this what you, as an elder, would say?" Su Changjiang also put down his wine glass.

"Elder? My last name is Zhang and her last name is Wu. How can I be considered her elder?" Zhang Fengxia sneered.

"You woman, you are simply being unreasonable!" Su Changjiang slammed the table.

"Su Changjiang, are you just thinking about being that little bitch's elder?" Zhang Fengxia said angrily.

As the eldest child, Su Zijun saw his parents arguing over a trivial matter and wanted to give them some advice but didn't know how to start.

After all, my parents are angry, and if I’m not careful, I’ll get into trouble.

Shen Zhihuan looked back and forth between Su Changjiang and Zhang Fengxia, without saying a word, just watching quietly.

The corner of Su Ziyu's mouth slid slightly, and the big hand under the table secretly grasped his young wife's hand.

"Zhang Fengxia..."

Su Changjiang wanted to say something else, but suddenly he realized that his son and daughter-in-law were looking at them. His old face turned red and he stormed back into the house.

Zhang Fengxia turned around and went to Su Lili's room.

Su Zijun quickly finished the rice in his bowl and left.

"Do you wash the dishes or boil the water?"

Shen Zhihuan looked at the dishes on the table, and suddenly, he regretted making a bet with Zhou Xiuqiao.

Zhou Xiuqiao is here, and there are people to help her.

Now that Zhou Xiuqiao is gone, all these things fall on her head.

"I'll wash the dishes, I'll boil the water, you just need to be responsible..." Having said this, Su Ziyu lowered his head and leaned close to Shen Zhihuan's ear and whispered softly.

Shen Zhihuan raised his leg and kicked him.

This is shameless.

"Wife, be good..."

Su Ziyu's pleasant and clear voice carries a hint of bewitching intent.

"Su Ziyu... do you still have any shame?" Shen Zhihuan lowered his voice very low when he spoke the last few words.

"Can the face be compared with the sweet and soft wife?!" Su Ziyu answered straightforwardly.

at last……

Shen Zhihuan compromised!

Who told her not only to eat the man's face, but also to eat the man's perfect abdominal muscles...

That night, there were strong winds and rough seas, and the wind and rain never stopped.

Shen Zhihuan wanted to cry.

this……

It's not just shamelessness, it's clearly costing one's life.

It's fine if he doesn't want to die, but why did he drag her down with him? ! The next day, Shen Zhihuan slept until noon.

Su Ziyu went to the brigade headquarters, came back, took off his clothes and went to bed.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, my mind was filled with my young wife ...

Zhou Xiuqiao, who had been hungry all night, went up the mountain early with a backpack. By the time her mother and brother Zhou Dacheng got up, her wild vegetable soup was ready.

Zhou Dacheng glanced into the pot, turned around and went to his mother's room, took out a big bag of egg cakes, and started eating by himself.

Xiu Qiao's mother washed her face, hung up the towel, and went to the kitchen.

The next second, the sound of a rice bowl falling to the ground was heard in the kitchen.

"Debt collector, you really don't want to pick up firewood, do you? Look at what you are cooking? Pig food or something else? Is this how you cook at Su's house?" Xiu Qiao's mother was furious.

"Mom, there's nothing in the kitchen..." Zhou Xiuqiao explained in a low voice.

"There's nothing in the kitchen? The kitchen is a place to cook. What do you want? Great unity? Fish, meat, or a bed?" Xiu Qiao's mother stretched out her hand and poked Zhou Xiu Qiao's forehead.

I don’t know if it was intentional or if Xiu Qiao Niang had good aim, but her hard and sharp nails accurately poked the spot where the skin was broken yesterday.

Adding insult to injury.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Zhou Xiuqiao burst into tears due to the pain.

"If you don't have the life of that lady, don't act like that lady." Xiu Qiao's mother cursed and poured all the wild vegetable soup in the pot into the slop bucket beside the stove.

He seemed still not satisfied after doing that, so he poured out the wild vegetables in the basket and stomped on them a few times.

Zhou Dacheng sat at the door of the main room eating his egg cake, with no intention of persuading others.

After venting her anger, Xiu Qiao's mother sat down next to Zhou Dacheng and started eating the egg cake.

"Mom, this egg cake is so choking. Go get me a bottle of canned fruit." After Zhou Dacheng stuffed a few into his mouth, he looked at Xiu Qiao's mother.

"Didn't you say you wanted to leave the can of fruit for Juhua?" Xiu Qiao's mother reminded.

"There are so many canned fruits. I can eat one or two. It's no problem." Zhou Dacheng stuffed the egg cake into his mouth.

"Okay, okay, I'll get it for you now."

Xiu Qiao Niang stuffed the remaining egg cake in her hand into her mouth, clapped her hands, went into the house and took out a can of oranges.

Zhou Dacheng took the can of oranges, turned it over skillfully, patted it, unscrewed the lid, opened his mouth wide, and took two big gulps.

In one go, I finished half of the bottle.

"Ancestor, be careful not to choke." Xiu Qiao's mother hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhou Dacheng pat his back to help him breathe smoothly.

That kind and loving appearance was completely different from the vicious and cruel appearance he had in the kitchen before.

Zhou Xiuqiao watched silently, the waves in her eyes gradually calming down as time passed.

"Mom, I want to eat more." The can in his hand was empty. Zhou Dacheng licked the corner of his mouth and looked at Xiu Qiao's mother.

"We finished our meal today, what are we going to eat tomorrow?!" Xiu Qiao's mother glared at Zhou Dacheng.

"Mom..." Zhou Dacheng threw the empty can in his hand and shook Xiu Qiao's mother's arm.

"Okay, okay, ancestor, stop shaking. If you continue shaking, your mother's old bones will fall apart." Xiuqiao's mother looked helpless, "But I can only take one bottle."

"Mom, I know!" Zhou Dacheng said impatiently.

Xiu Qiao's mother glared at Zhou Dacheng coquettishly, got up and went back to the house. After a while, she came out with a bottle of canned pears.

"This can of pears was brought by your second aunt. It's a good thing..."

Zhou Dacheng took it, patted it over, and unscrewed it in one go.

He opened his mouth, tilted his head back, and drank half the bottle.

"Oh my! My God, this pear is so big, what if he chokes on it?" Xiu Qiao's mother looked worried.

"Mom, you underestimated your son, this little thing..."

(End of this chapter)