Chapter 89
After Su Chang'an finished speaking, he lowered his head again: "Did Chang'an say too much, sister Qingshuang, don't be angry."

Su Qingyun: "..."

I just wanted to compliment you, so let me go, little donkey.

Cheng Qingshuang tried her best to smile: "I'm not angry with Chang'an."

She tried her best to raise her gentle face: "I heard that my sister fought with the young son of Zhoujun Wang's family because of a sinner. Sister Jincheng is very angry. I hope Uncle Su disciplines my sister well."

Young Master Yun smiled arrogantly: "Young Patriarch of the Su Family, it's her turn to take care of it, or you?"

Cheng Qingshuang's face turned pale: "Qingshuang is also doing it for the good of Uncle Su and Sister Tangtang. Sister Jincheng is His Majesty's most beloved daughter. If His Majesty asks..."

"Ask."

Su Qingyun sneered: "The one who was beaten was my son's daughter, and the one who was wronged was also the Su family. Princess Jincheng wanted the Su family to be subdued, which is too bullying!"

Cheng Qingshuang couldn't help but took a step back: "Qingshuang, just passing on a message, why is Uncle Su so angry?"

"Why, you're bullying me, why can't you lose your temper?"

Su Qingyun glanced at her contemptuously: "Miss of the princess's family, you really know how to use power over others!"

Cheng Qingshuang's tears fell suddenly: "Qingshuang knows that Uncle Su doesn't like Qingshuang, so I'm leaving."

She walked several steps, but no one from the Su family came to see her off or say a word.

The servants delivered food to the dining room non-stop, saying that the little Patriarch finally came, so he should serve him quickly.

Even Su Changan stood timidly in the corridor, not daring to look at her.

Cheng Qingshuang felt humiliated and ran away feeling wronged.

Xiaotuanzi, who was sleeping in Su Qingyun's arms, finally groaned, turned over and got up, with big watery eyes lit up: "Rich daddy, huh, there's little golden ball?"

Su Changan was furious, and jumped up and shouted: "You are a golden ball, your whole family is a golden ball."

Su Qingyun: "..."

Su Changan received the cold gaze, retreated to the corner and squatted.

Su Qingyun touched Xiaotuanzi's neck: "The little villain who pretended to be asleep finally woke up?"

Xiaotuanzi grinned and said, "Tangtang didn't want to see Sister Qingshuang, didn't want to hear her talk, so she fell asleep in Rich Daddy's arms, it's comfortable!"

Young Master Yun Aojiao snorted, with a doting face on his face: "Little devil, let's eat."

"Okay, Tangtang likes rich daddy the most."

Su Changan in the corner: "..."

You stinky little guy, grab me, uncle, and beat you away sooner or later.

"you--"

Just when Su Changan was complaining, Su Qingyun pointed at her: "Stop hatching eggs on the ground, go and feed my sister."

Su Changan: "..."

Uncle fell in love with me briefly.

The aggrieved little Jinqiu ran to the dining table, stepped on the small stool to work bitterly, and was still whispering:

"Let you eat, let you eat, eat you like a pig."

His narrowed eyes suddenly saw the pot of epiphyllum, and he had an idea——

Stretching out his claws secretly, he grabbed two handfuls of soil and sprinkled them into the rice bowl, burying them at the bottom.

When Su Qingyun brought the dancing Xiaotuanzi to the table, Su Changan diligently put the rice bowl in front of Xiaotuanzi: "Eat, sister."

Xiaotuanzi held the small spoon, blinked his big eyes, then stretched out his paw silently, and filled his bowl:

"Tangtang eats brother Chang'an's bowl, hehe."

Su Changan hurried to snatch it: "No, this is for you to eat, don't snatch mine."

Looking at his nervous appearance, Xiao Tuanzi knew that little golden ball must have done something bad again, so he hugged the bowl in front of him tightly with his claws.

Su Qingyun's peachy eyes narrowed: "Su Chang'an—"

Xiao Jinqiu was so frightened that his hands shook, and he dropped the bowl of rice that was supposed to be for Xiaotuanzi on the ground.

In addition to the white rice, there is also a mess of black soil.

Su Qingyun's face turned cold at that moment, she gritted her teeth and said: "Go to the ancestral hall and kneel, no dinner is allowed."

"If you don't eat, you don't eat!"

Su Changan dropped his chopsticks and ran away angrily.

What's the big deal, isn't it just kneeling in the ancestral hall? It's not like he hasn't kneeled before.

It's just that the ancestral hall is empty, and it's always windy inside, and it's so scary.

Su Changan curled up his chubby body, covered his ears, and muttered angrily:
"Stinky little boy, smelly little boy, it's all your fault, it's all your fault!"

Suddenly a voice came from next to my ear: "Stinky little golden ball!"

Su Changan yelled out in fright, and tightly hugged his head with his chubby hands: "There is a ghost."

Xiaotuanzi standing behind him covered his mouth with his paw, and secretly giggled, Xiao Jinqiu is such a coward: "It's Tangtang, not a ghost."

Su Changan turned his head carefully, saw Bai Nuo Nuo in a ball, and immediately straightened his back:

"Go away, I hate you."

Xiao Tuantuan walked over and put a small plate in front of him: "Meat Baobao."

"Don't eat."

"Then you are hungry," Xiao Tuantuan pursed his mouth, "When you are hungry, the ghost will take you away and eat you."

Su Changan jumped up from the ground with a groan, and shrank under the table in fright, pulling the tablecloth, trembling.

The trickster Xiaotuantuan secretly laughed, then ran out da da da, brought a blanket in, and spread it on the ground:

"Tangtang is gone, little Jinqiu, you should kneel down in the ancestral hall, remember to eat your buns, slightly."

Su Chang'an quietly lifted a corner of the tablecloth, looked at the chubby figure: "Hey, why are you so kind to me."

Xiao Tuantuan twisted her head: "Because today in front of Sister Qingshuang, you spoke for Tangtang."

"Also," she waved her small fists and bared her teeth, "My name is Tangtang, not Hey."

After she walked away, Su Changan crawled out from under the table, looked at the meat buns, and fell into deep thought.

Will the little guy put soil in the steamed stuffed bun?
The buns are tightly packed, so they shouldn't be stuffed in, right?

No matter, I'm starving to death.

He grabbed two big meat buns with one hand, quickly filled his almost hungry stomach, and patted it contentedly, as if the little one was not so annoying.

Thinking about how much soil he put in her bowl just now, Su Changan bowed his little head in embarrassment.

I heard from the servants that the potted flower is so small and precious. He grabbed so much soil, so it won't hurt the flower, right?
If Hua died, Xiao BuDian would cry again. He hated crying little girls the most.

No, he has to make up for his mistakes.

Early the next morning, Su Chang'an ran out from the ancestral hall and went straight to knock on the door of Tangtang's room.

There are only servants in the house who clean the house.

Su Changan let out a long breath, picked up the flower pot and ran outside.

He ran under a tree, dug a lot of soil out, and filled the pot.

Yes, the flowers need to be watered.

He picked up the flower pot again and soaked it in the pond next to it.

In this way, the little one will be happy, right?

(End of this chapter)

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