The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 965 The charming husband (45)

Mrs. Zheng also knew what Mrs. Su was thinking, otherwise he wouldn't have given up like that.

"That bitch surnamed Luo is also a shameless person. If he came here to seduce our second child, he might be seduced by many people behind his back. He is not afraid of contracting some dirty disease!"

There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Some people in the village know some things, but they don't say it in front of you.

It is not a secret in Lihua Village that Luo widower sells himself for food.

"Okay, you can say a few words less when it's Chinese New Year's Eve!"

The old lady Su became a little impatient when she heard that Mrs. Zheng scolded people endlessly.

Especially when thinking of Su Erniang's family, she became even more angry.

100 taels of silver is enough to build another big house like this. The scourge of the prodigals in the second room is really disappointing.

Zheng's heart was also suffocating, so she thought about going to Su Qiruo, and taking the 100 taels back from her.

But he didn't know that Su Qiruo was no longer the Su Qiruo who allowed him to bully him in the past, and he seemed to have forgotten it, because the 100 taels of silver note, he had already made money from copying books. The granddaughter drove out of the Su family in disguise.

Mrs. Su left, and Mrs. Zheng didn't want to sit here alone.

Glancing at the charcoal basin at his feet, Mrs. Zheng got up and took the basin with more than half of the radish balls back to the stove.

Then Mimi quietly went to the backyard, only to find that the door of the backyard was still closed.

Mrs. Zheng walked over and pushed gently, only to find that the door was locked from the outside.

There was still unmelted Luoxue on the lock, and it looked like it hadn't been inhabited for a long time.

If it wasn't for the couplets pasted on the door, he would have thought the room was empty.

empty?

Zheng Shi suddenly thought of what Su Ping and Su An had said, they hadn't seen Qiao Nian and Su Qiruo cooking outside for a long time.

Could it be that the two of them don't live here anymore?

But if they don't live here, where can they live?

There is no acquaintance of Su Qiruo in this village, and seeing that she is not good at talking, who can I ask for help?

Zheng's eyes widened, and he stomped his feet angrily.

Didn't these two losers secretly move to live in the town?
Mrs. Zheng was about to complain to Mrs. Su, then paused.

Probably not, the day before yesterday I heard from people in the village that the fifth sister brought the money-loser and the third sister to write couplets for the villagers.

The more Zheng thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he decided to ask an insider.

Su Zhenghua, who had just returned from New Year's greetings outside, just came in. Before he had time to tinker with the charcoal basin in his room, which was completely cold, Mrs. Zheng hurried over.

"Grandfather, you are..."

Seeing Mrs. Zheng's appearance, Su Zhenghua frowned slightly. The old man never had anything good with her.

Mrs. Zheng rubbed her aching hands from the cold, looked at Su Zhenghua and asked, "Where does Fifth Sister live?"

Su Zhenghua was startled, he didn't expect Mrs. Zheng to ask her this.

Slowing down his expression, Su Zhenghua said calmly, "Didn't you always live in the old house in the backyard?"

Zheng's face turned cold, and his tone became a little more serious.

"I just checked and the door is locked."

"That should be because I went out to pay New Year's greetings and haven't come back yet!"

Su Zhenghua casually found an excuse, but in his heart he faintly worried for Su Qiruo.

If she is entangled by Zheng Shi, I'm afraid Fifth Younger Sister will be troubled again in the future.

"New Year's greetings? That unfilial girl didn't give New Year's greetings to your grandmother and me today, and she ran to give New Year's greetings to others?"

When Zheng Shi heard that Su Qiruo took Qiao Nian to pay New Year's greetings to others, she jumped up in anger.

This Su Sanniang doesn't know how to teach her daughter, she is also the number one scholar, she taught a daughter to be unfilial and disobedient, not to mention inside and outside.

Where is the New Year's Eve Buxian coming to pay New Year's greetings to his grandparents and grandfathers, but to go to someone else's house.

"There are so many people today, maybe they followed the crowd and you didn't see it. Grandfather and mother are all back, and the meal is almost ready, right?"

Su Zhenghua didn't want Mrs. Zheng to ask about Su Qiruo again, so he pointed in the direction of the smoke and said.

It was only then that Zheng remembered that the dumplings hadn't been cooked yet, so he had to keep an eye on them so that Zhang and Zhou wouldn't eat them.

Everyone can count how many dumplings they eat, and it is impossible to steal one.

Seeing Mrs. Zheng leaving in a hurry again, Su Zhenghua shook his head helplessly.

If there is a choice, I don't know how many members of the Su family would be willing to be born in such a family.

The mother is not kind, the father is not loving, but he only wants the younger generation to be filial.

Mrs. Zheng rushed into the stove like the wind under her feet, startling Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Zhou who were cooking inside.

Mrs. Zhang was squatting in front of the stove to light the fire, while Mrs. Zhou was bringing dumplings and preparing to pour them into the pot.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Zhang caressed her heart, frowned and asked Mrs. Zheng.

Seeing that the dumplings hadn't been put into the pot yet, Mrs. Zheng felt relieved, and then gave Mrs. Zhang an annoyed look.

"Just count, six dumplings for one person is enough. Liuliu Dashun is an auspicious number, so don't order too many."

The first meal of the first day of the Lunar New Year should not be too shabby, otherwise Mrs. Zheng would like to share only five for each person!

It's just that "five" is an odd number, which is not good.

Mrs. Zhou responded in a low voice, while Mrs. Zhang curled her lips secretly.

It's not that the family is too poor to get rid of the pot, this old man is really too stingy.

It’s fine if you don’t have enough to eat on weekdays, but those who celebrate the Chinese New Year are so tossing, six dumplings for one person are not enough to fit between the teeth.

Fortunately, there are charcoal pots burning in the house in this winter, and I can go to the cellar to touch some sweet potatoes and roast them secretly.

It was already two quarters in the afternoon when Su Qiruo and Qiao Nian woke up, Qiao Nian turned over and didn't want to wake up, so Su Qiruo got up first to boil water to wash.

Seeing that the little guy's face was flushed, Su Qiruo raised her hand to touch his forehead, but luckily he didn't have a fever, probably the kang head was too hot and burned him to death.

Qiao Nian pouted, and then pulled that cool hand into the bed, looking a little dazed, half asleep.

Still muttering in his mouth: "Happy Chinese New Year."

Su Qiruo chuckled, stretched out her other hand to touch Qiao Nian's small head, and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry?"

Qiao Nian groaned and said that she was hungry, so Su Qiruo withdrew her hand and prepared to cook.

When Qiao Nian came to her senses, Su Qiruo was cooking something on the small stove in the house, the smell was particularly fragrant.

He stretched his waist and was about to get up when a red seal wrapped in red paper fell out from under the pillow.

If Su Qi saw that Qiao Nian had woken up and was looking at his lucky money, she smiled and explained: "The lucky money is good, you should put some lucky money under your pillow during the Chinese New Year. Now that you've woken up, hurry up to wash and eat, don't starve gone."

Qiao Nian's nose suddenly felt sour, and the hand holding the red seal trembled a little.

(End of this chapter)