The little daughter-in-law in the courtyard of the era, I won the game by reading minds.

Chapter 164: Insufficient people!

After Su Shangjin got divorced, he completely let himself go.

By buying and selling, he really made some money. There were many women around him, and his life was quite nourishing.

Perhaps because Qian Zhuang was cowardly, Su Shangjin even went back to Qidaogou and met Song Zhaodi several times who was feeding cattle in the village.

Every time he brought a lot of things, and occasionally he would throw a bunch of stuff at Song Zhaodi. If an outsider saw his arrogance, he might want to slap him, but in Song Zhaodi's case, it was beautiful. Very.

She originally thought that the fortune teller was biased towards her, but now she felt that the fortune teller was right. If she wanted to enjoy happiness, all she had to do was guard her little son.

It was a good idea, but Su Shangjin was different from the past, and he no longer showed the same filial piety to Song Zhaodi as before. He came to see Song Zhaodi just to show off.

According to Su Shangjin's original intention, he was now rich, and if no one envied him, he would always feel uncomfortable.

It's a pity that neither Su Fengshou nor Su Youtian looked down upon Su Shangjin's sudden wealth. They treated him no differently than Su Tiantian treated him, which made Su Shangjin very depressed.

He didn't understand, even though he was very successful and had made so much money, none of the vendors who bought goods from him had to call him Boss Su when they saw him, but why didn't these people in his family treat him as such? What's going on?

Eager to seek psychological satisfaction, he thought of Song Zhaodi.

But after going back to Qidaogou several times and seeing Song Zhaodi's unabashed flattery, Su Shangjin didn't get much satisfaction and only felt irritated.

After realizing that Song Zhaodi's recognition meant nothing to him, Su Shangjin stopped going back to Qidaogou.

As soon as he gave up his choice, Song Zhaodi became unhappy again.

The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Su Feng returned to the village to give away gifts. When Song Zhaodi saw him, she was very excited, but this excitement was only directed at Su Shangjin. She kept asking Su Fengshou where Su Shangjin was, what he was busy with, and how. He didn't come back to see her either.

"Mom, I'm not Su Shangjin's follower. He's such a big man and he's doing business. How do I know where he is?"

"If you don't like seeing me, I'll leave now!"

"Here, this is my gift, this is sweet!"

"Also, take the flowers for this hundred yuan!"

Su Fengshou not only brought back things, but also money.

However, Song Zhaodi was given money twice by Su Shangjin, each time it was a few hundred yuan. Now that she saw Su Fengshou receiving the hundred yuan, she looked down upon her at all.

"Boss, you have no conscience!"

Song Zhaodi stared at Su Fengshou and commented on him directly.

"Mom, you are right, I have no conscience. Go find your little son who has a conscience!"

Su Feng came back with good intentions to give out Christmas gifts, but in the end he was evaluated as "heartless". How could he feel comfortable?

Song Zhaodi didn't think she was wrong.

"I said you have no conscience, why don't you deny it!"

"Your brother came back several times and gave me hundreds of dollars every time. What about you? You come back for such a long time and you just take this little money back. You are just sending me off as a beggar!"

Song Zhaodi's appetite was raised by Su Shangjin.

Su Fengshou looked at Song Zhaodi who was talking nonsense there, shook his head and said: "Mom, a few months ago, our family only had two or three hundred yuan, but how long ago, you have one hundred yuan here, They’ve all become beggars!”

"If I give this money to the village, every household in the village can treat me to a drink!"

"have to!"

"If you don't like this money, I'll take it away and won't let you dislike it here!"

"Why?"

Song Zhaodi quickly stretched out her hand and grabbed the one hundred yuan in her hand, "What you gave me is mine. I am your mother. What's wrong with me saying a few words to you?" "Yes, you are my mother, you can say whatever you want!"

Su Fengshou, who originally wanted to have a meal with Song Zhaodi, decided to leave immediately.

He really can't afford to mess with such an old lady.

Coincidentally, Song Zhaodi didn't want Su Fengshou to stay for dinner.

Su Fengshou came out from home and first went to give a gift to his uncle Su Youcai's home. He sat for a while, talked for a while, drank a glass of water, and then left.

After Su Fengshou left, Song Zhaodi had all sorts of random thoughts, the main one being that she was heartless and unfilial.

Su Fengshou didn't hear Song Zhaodi's thoughts, but he was told by the villagers that they should not forget their roots and be filial even after entering the city.

"Auntie, why am I not filial?"

"I went to the city not to enjoy the blessings, but to work to earn money and support my family. Why did I forget my roots?"

"If you haven't forgotten your roots, can your mother say that you brothers and sisters are unfilial every day?"

"You four brothers and sisters. Tangtang is still young, so I won't talk about it. How long has it been since you and your eldest sister came back?"

"You might as well be Su Shangjin!"

Okay, it’s Su Shangjin again!

Su Fengshou didn't bother to explain. He already understood that the reason why the villagers thought he was unfilial was most likely because his mother was talking about it in the village again.

Read it, read it, I am out of sight and out of mind.

Su Fengshou glanced at the talking aunts and said, "Aunt, whether you are filial or not is not my mother's decision."

"We have a clear conscience!"

After saying this, Su Fengshou left directly.

Several middle-aged women looked at Su Fengshou's back and started a new round of family feud.

As they talked, they decided to go to Su's house to see what Su Fengshou had brought back for Song Zhaodi. After all, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow.

It’s August 15th, it’s a holiday!

A day for family reunion!
But judging from the current situation, it is estimated that no one from the Su family will come back.

A group of middle-aged women arrived at Su's house and saw at a glance the things Su Fengshou had brought back, including moon cakes, canned food, malted milk, and various pastries, which made everyone jealous.

At this moment, the only thought in their minds was, if this is not considered filial, then what is considered filial?
"Come on, let's all try the mooncakes in the city!"

Song Zhaodi saw that these women, who had always been friendly with her, were also very hospitable and opened the mooncakes brought by Su Fengshou directly.

The knife quickly cut a piece of moon cake for everyone to taste.

"Sister Zhaodi, didn't you say that your eldest son and daughter are unfilial?"

"Can this be considered unfilial?"

"Yes, these etiquettes, no matter what they are, can make people envious!"

A group of women spoke one after another, wondering how to be regarded as filial piety recognized by Song Zhaodi.

Song Zhaodi snorted and said, "What kind of filial piety do they have? In terms of filial piety, our family has to make progress. When we came back before, they didn't give me hundreds of dollars!"

"That is to say, Shangjin is too busy during this period and has no time to come back. Otherwise, Gaolu will have to give me a thousand yuan for the holidays!"

Song Zhaodi didn't realize how showy her words were.