As soon as Sun Guixiang raised her eyes, she saw Su Qingluan standing at the door of the courtyard. He waved to her quickly and said, "Hey, kid, come in quickly!" Then he glared at Zhao's sister-in-law, turned around and comforted, "Don't pay attention to her! I'm used to talking nonsense!"
The Zhao family's sister-in-law originally told others behind their backs and felt guilty after being overheard by one of the parties involved.
However, Su Qingluan just stared at her for a moment, and made her angry again, so he asked angrily: "What are you looking at? After all, I am also an elder, and I don't know how to say hello..."
However, Su Qingluan didn't seem to hear what she said, and said in a cold and emotionless voice that could easily make people feel chills behind their backs: "I heard that there is a saying in Buddhism. If it is fabricated behind the scenes, The fact is, slandering others will lead to verbal karma and lead to tongue-pulling hell."
"Wha, what..." Being stared at so blankly, the Zhao family's sister-in-law couldn't help but feel weak in her legs, took a step back, and shouted inwardly, "You... you kid, what nonsense are you talking about?!"
Su Qingluan ignored her and continued: "In the tongue-pulling hell, the kid will forcibly pull out the tongue of the person who committed oral karma from the mouth, and pull it longer and longer, and then--pop! Torn off."
Her "pa" was so loud that Zhao's sister-in-law, who was already feeling guilty, screamed in fright. She hurriedly said, "I don't know what you're talking about." Then she turned around and ran away in a panic.
Su Qingluan rolled her eyes secretly and cursed: You don't even have this kind of psychological quality, and you still talk nonsense?
Seeing that Su Qingluan's face was still calm, Sun Guixiang feared that she was still thinking about what she just said, so she hurriedly came over and patted her on the shoulder: "My child, please don't listen to that nonsense. You have taken your father's life." There are so many good things about my mother!”
Su Qingluan smiled: "Auntie, don't be impatient. I didn't take that person's words to heart."
"That's right!" Su Guixiang nodded quickly, "That's just because I'm jealous that your business is doing well!"
As she spoke, Sun Guixiang took the earthen pot of fish stew from Su Qingluan's hand and said sheepishly: "We agreed to come to my house for dinner, but why did we cook it again?"
He looked behind Su Qingluan again and indicated with his eyes: Where are your parents, brothers and sisters?
When Su Qingluan saw this, she smiled and said in Su Guixiang's ear: "Today, my parents picked out some materials for us to make clothes. The two of them were bickering over which one to choose." If it hadn't been for Li's visit tonight. I'm afraid I don't want to have a mixed couple when I'm a guest at home.
While the two were talking, several other people from the Su family also arrived. They happened to meet Li Laosan, the head of the Li family, returning from getting drinks. The two families set up wine and food in the farmyard, chatted and laughed and started to eat.
Sun Guixiang took a spoonful of fish soup and tasted it. She couldn't help but admire: "Sister-in-law of the Su family, is this little girl in your family not a cooking god? Why is this fish soup so delicious? It's better than last time." That beggar’s chicken is even more delicious!”
When Yang heard this, he waved his hands quickly, but the pride on his face could not be hidden.
Su Qingluan originally thought that Sun Guixiang wanted to learn how to make fish soup. Thinking that the folks in the village took good care of each other, there was no harm in teaching her.
Unexpectedly, Sun Guixiang said: "If this fish soup is taken outside, it will definitely be very popular!"
"It's not that we haven't thought about it," Ms. Yang sighed, "but this fish soup is hot food and the cost is higher. The weather is hot now and everyone is willing to eat something refreshing and cool. Fish is not easy to preserve, so forget it. .”
At this time, Su Laosan, who had been having a drink with Su Guangfu, came over and asked, "Why don't you sell this fish soup to 'Hongyun House'?"
Sun Guixiang slapped her hands: "No! If you sell this fish soup to that 'Hongfu Tower', you will definitely get a good price!"
kindness? Selling recipes to restaurants?
Su Qingluan thought: "Uncle, aunt, can you tell me in detail?"
Here, Su Qingluan is opening up a new way of making money for herself, while over there, Aunt Zhao, who was frightened by her and returned home, is getting more and more angry along the way.
Not only was he angry that Su Guangfu from the Su family could work hard and work hard from dawn to dusk to make money, but the one from her family could only idle around and boss around;
She was even more angry that an adult like her was being manipulated by a yellow-haired little girl like Su Qingluan.
She wanted to curse, but Zhao's sister-in-law believed in ghosts and gods, and was afraid of the so-called "tongue-pulling hell", so she could only hold it in for life to prevent the gods, Buddhas and bodhisattvas from calculating her "verbal karma".
After holding back such a breath for a long time, I came home and saw my son and husband very leisurely in the yard. One was lying on a rocking chair drinking tea, and the other was leaning against the window gnawing courgette. I was even more angry.
Her husband had a bad temper, so she didn't dare to be aggressive with him, so she rushed towards her son with evil fire: "Eat, eat, eat! Just eat!" and knocked the courgette from her son's hand to the ground.
"Mom... what are you doing?" Zhao Tianbao squatted down slowly, picked up the courgette, patted the loose soil on the surface, and stuffed it into his mouth, "Why are you so angry..."
"It's not you yet! You're already eighteen in the next year, and you're still hanging out at home all day long! I still thought that I could enjoy your blessings in the future, but in the end, I'm just a hard worker! On the contrary, the old Su family, even though the boss is a girl, he is quite capable! "
Zhao Tianbao's eyes lit up: "Since she is so capable, wouldn't it be nice to give her to me as my wife? Then she will be responsible for the work and be filial to you and your two elders, and I will be happy and relaxed!"
Aunt Zhao said angrily: "Do you think you can definitely get it if you say you are a daughter-in-law? Look at your virtue!"
Although she said this, her thoughts became vivid: if she married the eldest girl of the Su family, no matter her beautiful appearance or the means of making money, her son would definitely not suffer.
The key is how to finalize the marriage.
Su Qingluan didn't know that someone was planning on her.
The next day, after she finished working on the burrito stall, she asked Su Guangfu and Yang to go back to Huaxi Village first, while she went to "Hongfu Building" first.
Yang was worried about Su Qingluan walking on the deserted country road alone, so she asked a young lady who sold knitted embroidery in Huaxi Village to go with her when the market was over.
Although this "Hongfu Restaurant" is not particularly grand, it is rare to be the only two-story restaurant in this small town.
But it was said that Su Qingluan came to "Hongfu Tower" with full confidence. When she explained the purpose of her visit, the waiter did not introduce her to the shopkeeper as she expected, but waved her hand and said: "Our fish soup at 'Hongfu Tower' , it is definitely considered to be the most delicious food in eight villages within ten miles, but do you still need a yellow-haired girl like you to point your fingers at it?"
As he spoke, he looked impatient and planned to forcefully invite this "uninvited guest" out.
When Su Qingluan saw that it would not work to go in alone, he rolled his eyes and said, "In this case, you can't drive the visitors out, can you?"
When the waiter heard this, he stopped and asked her sideways, "What would you like, sir?"
