Divine Doctor and Farmer's Girl: Buy a husband to farm

Chapter 873 Locust Attack ([-])

Instead of looking at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha, she broke up with Song Shien and didn't want to see her again, but she was Su Mingjun's serious grandmother, and Cao Wei had to take care of her carefully.

In addition, the Song family was originally a patriarchal "Yao Mozi" who could make waves on flat ground. It is estimated that Cao Wei was not less angry with her, and he was probably coerced by her today.

So for the sake of Cao Wei's sake, she just met him.

In the past when Cao Wei came, Su Qinghuan wanted to get up to greet him, after all, in the mansion, it was a family ritual.But today, she was sitting on the kang leaning on the pillow, waving a round fan in her hand, and Bai Su rubbed her legs for her, very pompous.

With a flash of the curtain, Mrs. Song got in first.

That's right, it just got in.

It's hard for her to be nearly sixty years old, but her figure is nimble, she barged in like a monkey, her eyes fluttered around, and she was amazed: "Hua'er, everyone said you lived a good life, really!"

Only then did Cao Wei come in, and glanced at Su Qinghuan, her face was flushed from suffocation, and her eyes were full of apology.

And the curtain moved again, revealing a pair of pointed embroidered shoes underneath, and was pulled away immediately.

Su Qinghuan saw everything in her eyes, but she was calm and did not make a sound.

Cao Wei respectfully saluted Su Qinghuan, then pulled Mrs. Song, and said, "Grandmother, you should also greet the general's wife."

There is a pot of bonsai on the piano case, which is Su Qinghuan's favorite.The bonsai did not attract Mrs. Song's attention, but the flowerpot was inlaid with a thin circle of gold leaf. Mrs. Song was digging at the gold with her long nails covered in black mud. Dad is still a senior official in the Ministry of Rituals, you don’t know a little bit of etiquette! I’m her grandmother, so if I salute her, wouldn’t it mean that her life will be shortened! Hua’er, do you think that’s the case! Your flower pot is so beautiful Yes, give it to me later, take it back to the village and let them see, the flowerpots used by my granddaughter are all inlaid with gold!"

Seeing her arrogant, flattering and unreasonable appearance, Su Qinghuan knew that Cao Wei was not less angry with her, so she gave Jiang Yanran a wink, and the latter immediately heard the strings and knew the elegance, and said coldly: "Presumptuous! Where did you come from? Mother-in-law, if you see the general's wife is not polite, why don't you drag her out and beat her!"

Song was anxious, and said: "Where did you come from, you little bastard, you know who I am, I frighten you! Hua'er, no, Qing Huan, tell you girl, who am I?"

Su Qinghuan said indifferently: "So it's Aunt Song."

Mrs. Song was stunned, and then patted her thigh and cried: "Why am I so miserable! It's fine for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, but the granddaughter of a direct relative will not recognize me if she flies to Gao Zhi'er, what am I doing alive! My God ah!"

He cried, made trouble and hanged himself three times. After so many years, he didn't make any progress at all.

Su Qinghuan said: "If Aunt Song cries for your son, she will go back to the Su Mansion to cry; your granddaughter, who was sold to the Cheng family by you, died because of missing her family. If you feel guilty, you can go to her grave and cry. .My father, Zhang Mengqi, and my grandfather, who was the elder of the pavilion, have nothing to do with you? You should be more careful in what you say, because if you are labeled as a false official, you may be unable to eat and walk away."

She was not afraid of Mrs. Song before, and even less so now.

Cao Wei hurriedly said, "Madam, please calm down. Grandma, there are many rules in the General's residence, so you should give Madam a salute."

She has been bullied by the Song family these days so much that she has no place to stand. Today, when she heard that the Song family came to Su Qinghuan arguing, she was relieved and expected revenge - she can't deal with the Song family, but Su Qinghuan can!

Mrs. Song slapped her on the face back, and Cao Wei's cheeks suddenly swelled up.

Su Qinghuan's expression turned cold, and just as she was about to speak, she heard Song say, "I'm an old lady from the village, what manners do you know! If you don't teach me in advance, you are clearly trying to provoke my relationship with the general's wife!"

As she said that, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Su Qinghuan.

Su Qinghuan felt a little uncomfortable like this, and gave her a disgusted look, and asked Bai Su to help her up.

She still underestimated Song's thick skin. This kind of bottom-level woman's cleverness, she can bend and stretch, and she is shameless in order to cling to her. Song's body showed it vividly.

Cao Wei covered his face and lowered his head sobbing.

After getting up, Mrs. Song scolded: "Put away your cat urine, it's a shame to come out. Ma'am, you are right, how can an old woman be your grandmother? You should have resentment in your heart, but it was true at home. Poor, there is nothing you can do. How should you say, you have eaten in the Su family for seven years, and the old lady accepted you when you came back. There is a saying that says, nourishing kindness is no less than giving birth to kindness! Don't forget your roots."

Su Qinghuan sneered again and again, but wanted to see what she was asking for today, so she asked Bai Su to move an embroidered pier for her to sit on, and said lightly: "Of course I will not forget my roots; if you treat me well, I will repay you with a drop of water." ;If you treat me badly, I will always find them all. This is the only way to distinguish between grievances and grievances. Does Aunt Song think it makes sense?"

Song smiled embarrassingly: "Yes, yes."

Bai Zhi brought the dim sum and said obediently: "Lady, please try it, this is a fresh dim sum in our house, you must not see it in the village. Ordinary shabby people are not used to eating it, even if we are rich and noble, it is good This one. How about you try it out!"

Seeing her seriousness, Su Qinghuan knew that she was silently waiting to watch the show with her stomach full of bad water.

Song smiled: "You have a wink. Come on, let me try..."

She stretched out her hand to grab the dim sum with long and short fingers and fried until golden on both sides, but Bai Zhi suddenly withdrew her hand, leaving her in vain.

"Oh, slaves should die." Bai Zhi said exaggeratedly, "Although this snack should be eaten first by the guests, but the lady's status is so much higher than yours, so she should be served first."

Mrs. Song was already scolding her mother in her heart, and thinking of asking Su Qinghuan for something, she smiled and said: "That's right, it's such a reason, give it to Madam first."

Bai Zhi brought the snacks in front of Su Qinghuan, and secretly pointed at one of them.

Su Qinghuan picked up the piece of pastry as if nothing happened, put it in his mouth and took a bite, saying: "Well done, I will reward the cook with a penny."

When Song Shi heard this, her heart was bleeding from pain, and she secretly scolded Su Qinghuan as a prodigal.Don't all cooks get paid?Too much money and no place to spend it, so give it to her!

Bai Zhi said yes, and repeatedly called the little maid outside to come in and get the money.

Bai Su took a sling of money from the money box and gave it to her, grabbed an extra handful and stuffed it to her: "Madam rewards you."

The little maid happily kowtowed to Su Qinghuan and left.

Song's eyes were straightened - can a maid handle the master's money casually?Sure enough, the general's mansion is rich and powerful, and she will be the master of all these things in the future, and she will bear with this momentary anger and don't care about it with Su Qinghuan, hum!
(End of this chapter)