The Su family has good genes. Each of the young men in the family is more than 1.8 meters tall, and they have strong tendons.
Even Su Qingfeng is no exception.
What's more, Su Yuehua, who works in the fields all the year round?
But even so, facing the old lady's angry scolding, Su Yuehua just bent over, hung his head, and was poked on his forehead by his grandmother's fingers.
It is simply a one-sided situation and has no fighting ability.
Su Qingfeng stood aside with his hands behind his back, and answered with relish:
"It's hard to get a needle and a thread. Brother, you should learn from our milk. There are so many people in this family who eat, drink and chew so much everyday. If there was no milk arrangement, we would have spent our time."
"Let me tell you, our milk is the sea calming needle of our family. Without her, our family can't support it."
The little old lady's mouth turned slightly upward, and her expression was somewhat relaxed.
She deserves to be her good grandson.
Speaking is considerate.
But on the face of her, she still glanced at Su Qingfeng and said to her heart, "You can say!"
Su Qingfeng smiled and showed his white teeth.
A sunny and handsome young man who looks good.
When the old lady saw it, she could not hold her face and smiled.
Su Yuehua was stunned.
So is this the right way to coax Grandma?
No wonder he is always scolded.
In contrast, Su Qingfeng has never been scolded since he woke up.
The treatment of the two brothers can be described as one day and one place.
If he had Su Qingfeng's mouth, he would not be scolded every day.
You know... he is the grandchild of the old lady!
Su Yuehua realized.
Just when a group of people were preparing to move things into the house, a piercing clang came from the next room.
Then there was a hysterical quarrel.
Rural areas in the countryside, say big, say small.
In this silent night, Su Qingfeng and others can clearly hear the contents of the quarrel.
"No money! Why should I pay for him? He is my brother, not my ancestor. Why should I offer him?"
Su Qingfeng and Su Yuehua looked at each other in surprise.
The voice of the quarrel came from the Deng family next door.
It was Deng Xiaoya who was speaking angrily.
Before they could figure out the cause and effect of this, the angry voice came again.
"He is your brother. Why did you help him? The other day your brother wanted to eat meat and asked you to bring back some pork. What happened? He didn't even have any pig water!"
"You'll have to get married sooner or later. You won't have to rely on your brother's support in the future. Your brother and I will have to come here after we die. Tell me what else you can do! It's just money to support you!"
The words fell, and there was another clanging and crackling sound.
The old lady could not help but roll her eyes when listening to the scolding of those outrageous shrews, and read in pieces: "This is only a senior high school student, a cultural person. It's no different from the country people like us when scolding."
"But this Wang Guihua is not a good thing either. Before her daughter gets married, she is asked to run to the town and ask him for something."
"Don't you step on your face and suck blood from others? If I were you, I would rather starve to death than have that thing!"
Su Qingfeng thought the old lady was quick to talk, but she was right.
Su Yuehua smiled and leaned close to the old lady, giving a thumbs up. The thief smiled, "Yes! Can Wang Guihua compare with milk? My milk is... what others say... Oh! Yes! Zhuge among women!"
"Fuck Zhuge. Get out of here, you boy."
The old lady refused to accept this completely and refused his sugar coated bullets with a heart of stone.
Su Yuehua fell behind with a blank face.
When Su Qingfeng flattered earlier, milk was not like this!
As he walked, Su Qingfeng asked, "Milk, has the Deng family been like this lately?"
The old lady looked pleased. "Their family deserves it! It's not easy to climb high! I heard from your father that he got up every morning recently and saw Deng Xiaoya rushing to town."
Deng Xiaoya has no job and has graduated. What can she do in the town every day?
I can only find He Qianjin.
Su Qingfeng's mind moved and wrote this down.
Just then, three people walked into the room.
With the help of the light of the oil lamp, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on the yellow chicken cake.
The chicken cake exudes a milk flavor and sweet smell, as if you can feel the soft and melting touch without taking a sip.
The rice noodles are crispy and fragrant. The white sugar on them makes the children at home swallow saliva.
Even though Su Qingfeng tried to improve the food at home after he went to work, the time was still too short, and he had too much deficit before, which would lead to excessive desire for food.
It can only be said that this is a common problem in this era.
When he saw the chicken cake and rice noodles, Su Zhengguo could have pretended to hold a pipe calmly.
Just wait until Su Qingfeng takes out the malt cream——
Pat.
The pipe dropped on the table.
Bai Jing is calm.
It's just malt cream. His son bought it whenever he liked. Anyway, she left several small yellow croakers for him.
Although... the little yellow croaker is not easy.
Su Qingfeng smiled and said, "Sir, milk, this is the malt cream I asked someone to buy for my sister-in-law. In a few days, I will try to buy some more cans for you, my milk and my mother."
After saying that, he and Su Yuehua looked at each other and smiled.
He and Su Yuehua agreed.
We pushed the two cans of malt cream to the limelight of Su Qing.
For one thing, Su Qingfeng has the ability, contacts and money. It doesn't seem strange that he can buy malt cream.
Second, going to the black market is not a trivial matter. If Su Yuehua's going to the black market is known by his family, I'm afraid that a dinner of fried meat with whip is inevitable tonight.
Su Yuehua is about to become a father, but he has no face to bear the love from his grandfather.
As soon as he heard that Su Qingfeng was ready to buy again, the old man couldn't sit still.
"Qingfeng, I know your filial piety, but it's not easy for you to earn some money. This money is tight for you to marry in the future. Don't spend it again."
Old people are like this.
Su Qingfeng seemed very cute and nodded obediently.
The aunt and sister-in-law on the other side even had red eyes and didn't know where to put their hands.
Finally, the uncle said, "Take the things first. We can't forget the feeling of the breeze."
He said this to himself, to Su Yuehua, and to everyone in Dafang.
Xiang Hongying, as her sister-in-law, thought for a moment and took out a new piece of military green cloth from the room.
"Qingfeng, my sister-in-law has nothing else to show, but she is also a craftsman. If you don't dislike it, my eldest brother in law gave me this material. My sister-in-law will make you a coat, which is made according to the style of the city. It is guaranteed to be foreign and not out of style."
Su Qingfeng thought for a while, but didn't refuse.
It is normal for people to get along with each other.