Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 158 The Unlucky Feng Family Mother and Son

Before she finished speaking, the old lady appeared in front of Miao Aihua at some unknown time.

She stretched out her hand and slapped him hard.

After she put down her hand, her palms were red and her hands were shaking.

Seeing this, the entire old Su family, including the first, second and fourth bedrooms, all stood up.

In addition, a large group of Su family members stood up.

A group of grown men with dark faces and fierce expressions subconsciously picked up the benches and walked in the direction of Miao Aihua.

Who doesn't know that the third room is the scar in the heart of the old Su family.

Normally when we were in the village, no one would dare to mention this. Even if there were any festivals in the past, everyone would have a tacit understanding so as not to offend people's hearts.

Back then, so many people from the Su family fled the country, and more or less, they all lost several children.

Although there are many children these days, they are still one life after all. They were born to the mother in ten months of pregnancy. How can we not feel distressed?

Not to mention a child as smart as the third child of the Su family.

Wouldn't this abduction have broken out half of the old lady's and the old man's hearts in one fell swoop?

It can be said that Miao Aihua's behavior almost caused public outrage.

The daughter-in-law of the captain's family has a pretty personality, but when things get really hard, she also shows a shrewd side.

Since it's not easy for men to do something to Miao Aihua, then it's up to her to do it!

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
While Miao Aihua was still a little dazed, she was slapped three more times.

Miao Aihua's cheeks immediately became swollen, and her teeth felt a little loose, and she could even smell a faint smell of blood.

She felt timid and wanted to back away, but she quickly thought of the empty cupboard at home, as well as the missing roll of money notes and small yellow croakers.

This must be what the Su family did!

Who else but them?

Miao Aihua didn't dare to speak out about the little yellow croaker, but she made up her mind to disgust the Su family.

So she was heartbroken, lay down on the ground, patted her thighs and started to cry.

"The Su family is not a human being. What's the matter? No one can tell the truth anymore? Who knows what your family is like inside. Maybe you sold the third child yourself because you couldn't afford to eat. !”

As soon as he said this, the people next to him frowned.

This is not a curse word, it is clearly a word that pokes at the heart.

The key point is that they, outsiders, can't really do much except curse a few words.

At first glance, Miao Aihua was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. Seeing her risk-taking look, she was really afraid of what desperate things this guy could do.

After Su Qingfeng dragged Feng Guiyong out, as soon as he came back, he heard Miao Aihua's swear words. The old lady beside her was already full of blood and could barely breathe.

Su Qingfeng frowned, quickly walked around the crowd, went to the stove, filled a pot of hot water with floating oil, then strode outside the crowd, leaned against the iron pot to clear the way, and squeezed in.

Miao Aihua was still cursing, but in the middle of her words, a pot of scalding hot water, still smelling of meat and blood, was poured onto her body.

Her originally frizzy hair turned into a greasy, wet mess.

The floral cotton-padded jacket that he wore just to show off was stained with blood. If he smelled it carefully, he could smell a disgusting fishy smell.

However this is not the most important.

When hot water was poured on her head, Miao Aihua almost screamed, fearing that she would be burned to death.

A thought came to her subconsciously: Fortunately...fortunately it was winter, otherwise she would have been burned this time.

But soon, she realized that she seemed...happy a little too early.

In the low-temperature external environment, the originally wet cotton-padded jacket quickly became stiff and felt clammy. Not long after, Miao Aihua's lips turned white and her complexion became even more intense under the stimulation of this change of hot and cold. Like paper.

Su Qingfeng lowered his head and looked at him, "Should I ask you to leave, or should you leave by yourself?"

Please……

Intuition told Miao Aihua that Su Qingfeng's "please" definitely had bad intentions.

She glared at Su Qingfeng angrily, and then crawled forward. Su Qingfeng looked displeased, kicked her in the butt, and said coldly: "Who allowed you to step with your left foot first?"

Miao Aihua was kicked like this and rolled out like a ball of meat for a long way. When she got up again, her hair was messy and she looked like a crazy woman.

But now she doesn't hate Su Qingfeng as much as before.

To be precise, fear should be greater than hate.

Judging from what happened today, Su Qingfeng is a person who acts without scruples.

If you really offend him, he doesn't care if you are an elder or a relative. If you deserve to be beaten, he will still beat you, and his attacks will be unusually ruthless.

Miao Aihua already regretted that she came out to provoke their family today.

She planned to move to the town after she returned, far away from Su Qingfeng.

This guy, like his second-rate father, looks like a lawless master at first glance.

……

the other side.

in the crowd.

The eyes of Su Qingfeng and Su Siwei collided in the air, and immediately, the two seemed to have reached some consensus.

Su Siwei quietly left the small courtyard with a group of boys and walked outside.

The direction he walked happened to be the direction Miao Aihua and Feng Guiyong left earlier.

At the same time, Su Siwei seemed to be holding something in his hand. If he looked carefully, he saw that they were two dark sacks.

Seeing Su Siwei walk away, Su Qingfeng was temporarily relieved.

He turned to the old lady and checked her physical condition.

Maybe it was because Su Qingfeng was too decisive when he poured the hot water, or maybe because his previous kick was too assertive, the attitude of the people around him towards Su Qingfeng changed slightly.

Su Qingfeng didn't feel much at all.

In the countryside of this era, problems can't be solved just by being nice to talk.

Sometimes, you really have to rely on things like fists.

Or why are there so many people who want to have a son?

The more able-bodied the family is, the less likely they are to be bullied in the village.

On the other side, the daughters-in-law of the family greeted the guests to sit down. Su Qingfeng helped the old lady to the Kang and poured her a glass of warm water.

During this process, the old lady was uncharacteristically silent and lowered her head.

However, at this moment, Zong Baoguo suddenly walked in.

Su Qingfeng looked at him, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind.

There was even joy in his eyes.I saw Zong Baoguo taking a slow breath, without any airs of a big leader, and said slowly:
"Old sister, actually, I have never thought about this matter, so I will tell you now. But today's matter, I did not expect it to happen."

"I see that you are not in a good mood right now. I'm afraid that you will be stubborn and can't figure it out, so you might as well talk about it. Let me tell you first, I can't guarantee 100% accuracy in this matter, and you shouldn't believe it completely. You have to be mentally prepared.”

The more verbose Zong Baoguo was, the more obvious Su Qingfeng's suspicion became.

As expected, Zong Baoguo cleared his throat and said, "Actually... your third child may still be alive."

Huh.

The old lady sat up suddenly and looked at Zong Baoguo. Her voice was a little hoarse, but she still couldn't wait to speak, "W-what did you say?"

Zong Baoguo repeated it again and again, "Your third son may not be dead. Let me ask you, is his name Su Sanyang?"

Hearing the name Su Sanyang, the old lady burst into tears, "Sanyang...Mother's Sanyang...where has Sanyang gone? It's my mother who is sorry for him, for not finding him for so many years...let him eat it" After so much suffering..."

Zong Baoguo's face twitched.

He thought about it rationally, and through comparison with what he had seen and heard these days, he found:

Su Sanyang did suffer a lot when he stayed at his place in the past few years, but now as his military rank rises, his treatment is much better than if he stayed in this small mountain village.

On the other hand, this old lady suffered a lot without her third son to support her.

If Su Qingfeng hadn't been there, the whole family might have been able to eat steamed buns and pickles.

It's just that the old lady is at an emotional point now, so let her let it out.

Or the little old lady, she can be considered a character among the women in Sujia Village.

Encountering such a terrible thing and hearing such big news, even Su Qingfeng was afraid that she would pass away suddenly, but the old lady just endured it.

Her whole body seemed to be bursting with infinite vitality. She looked at Zong Baoguo with expectant eyes, "Sanyang... when can I see him?"

When Zong Baoguo heard this, he coughed unnaturally and felt a little guilty. "A few days ago, I sent him to perform a mission, and he couldn't come back for a month."

Hearing this, the old lady became visibly frustrated again.

Su Qingfeng looked on in surprise.

Or say old child, old child, the older you get, the more you look like a child.

Su Qingfeng knelt down and deliberately teased the old lady in front of her, "Mistress, why don't you look at me anymore? Could it be that when the third uncle comes, am I not your most beloved grandson?"

This tease made the old lady happy immediately.

She put her arms around Su Qingfeng's neck and took out a piece of chicken cake wrapped in oil paper from her arms.

The chicken cake wasn't squashed and didn't have any weird flavor.

The old lady is also particular about people and doesn't like eating dirty things.

The old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes, "These are reserved for my grandson. No one else has them!"

Su Qingfeng started to get bored again, "Nai is better. When I pass the seventh-level chef exam, I will buy Nai an apartment in the county. Then Nai can live wherever she likes."

Buying a house in the county?
This kid can really boast about Haikou.

The old lady couldn't understand where Su Qingfeng got her confidence.

But as a grandmother who loves her grandchildren, she will not dampen Su Qingfeng's self-confidence at all.

As long as Su Qingfeng has this intention, she will be happy enough.

Seeing that Su Qingfeng made the old lady happy with just a few words, Zong Baoguo was shocked and at the same time felt tired all over.

Su Qingfeng's mouth... is a little too sweet.

If this mouth is used to coax a little girl, wouldn't it be a sure thing to deceive one person at a time?
the other side.

Su Siwei was holding a stick in his hand, followed by several little carrot heads.

After careful inspection, you can find that these so-called little carrot heads are actually half-grown teenagers. They usually follow Su Qingfeng, eating and drinking.

Thanks to Su Qingfeng's magical cooking skills, they have gained more or less a pound or two over the past few days.

The Su family is in trouble this time. They consider themselves Su Qingfeng's brothers, so they should naturally help their brothers to vent their anger.

The result was that before Su Siwei could take action, a group of half-grown boys used their strength to skillfully put sacks on them and beat them like sandbags, beating Miao Aihua and Feng Guiyong severely.

Su Siwei was amazed when he saw it.

This kid of my own seems to be inconspicuous, but I didn't expect him to have such an ability.

This private network of relationships is almost catching up with me.

Su Siwei nodded happily.

When the beating was almost done, and if he beat the person again, it would be really troublesome, Su Siwei didn't hold back and withdrew with a group of boys.

Just among the trees, a pair of eyes watched this scene quietly.

The owner of these eyes is calm and composed.

He waited cautiously for everyone to leave, and then waited until the people covered by sacks on the ground began to struggle.

He just stepped out of the bushes, came to Miao Aihua and Feng Guiyong, and started groping on their bodies.

After groping for a while, Jiang Feng only found a few tickets.

Logically speaking, this is enough.

After all, who would carry so much money with them when they go out for no reason?
But Jiang Feng still felt that something was not right based on his intuition.

His gaze was like a sharp blade, wandering around the two of them, as if he was waiting for a price on a piece of dead pork and considering where to cut it.

Finally, his eyes settled on their shoes.

Jiang Feng knelt down and took off their shoes with a slight distaste, and then a sour smell, like the smell of pickled vegetables, slowly drifted into Jiang Feng's nose.

Jiang Feng didn't think too much and searched directly inside the shoes, finally finding a stack of money bills.

Then, he followed the same pattern and took out the money notes from Miao Aihua's shoes.

After doing all this, his brows knitted into a knot, and with a hiss, he threw away the two pairs of shoes.

He "rinsed" his hands and money bills in the snowdrift again, and after confirming that there was no other peculiar smell, he walked to Su Qingfeng's new house.

The red brick house stands out among a row of adobe houses.

But before he reached Su Qingfeng's house, Jiang Feng began to hesitate.

I... don't seem suitable to go in, right?
He pursed his lips, feeling that it was not appropriate to put the money here.

I simply thought about coming back in the evening, but before I could go far, I heard a familiar voice from behind: "Jiang Feng~Jiang Feng~Why are you running? Come here, I've packed a portion of today's meal for you. Anyway, It’s all too much to eat, so take it back and eat it while it’s hot.”

When Jiang Feng saw the lunch box stuffed into his hand, he became more determined in his inner thoughts.

I saw him rustling and taking out a stack of money bills from his pocket:
"Hey, here it is!"

Su Qingfeng's eyes widened.

Where did this kid get his windfall?
　Eight Thousand is finished, take a rest and I will correct the typos later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)