The person who just seemed to be running around as if he had just seen a ghost was none other than Zhao Tianbao, the son of the Zhao family.
Under the urging of his mother Chen, he reluctantly wandered to Su's house, nominally to pay Su Guangfu money to repair things.
In fact, it was just to see how the eldest girl of the Su family was doing.
When Zhao Tianbao heard his mother describe the eldest daughter of the Su family as fair and beautiful, he was very concerned.
However, his little flame of "looking at beautiful women" was extinguished a moment ago as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him by his pocket.
Just now, he was standing in the courtyard with the Su family uncle when he heard a crisp voice: "Dad, Mom, can someone get me a sweat towel so I can wipe my eyes..."
Zhao Tianbao's heart moved and he followed the sound, then he was stunned and his whole body was cold.
He saw the man with a voice as sweet as a bird. He was slender, with disheveled hair, and his face was stained with blood.
The blood dripped and stained the visitor's front red.
And her hands, one hand pinched the lifeless hen's wings, and the other hand held a short knife stained with blood, as if it were an evil ghost crawling out of hell to seek life, and like the eating... Yaksha of human flesh and blood.
Also, maybe someone else...
Zhao Tianbao struggled to find an excuse.
However, the next moment, Su Guangfu personally broke his illusion: "Da Ya, what's wrong with you?"
Da Ya...
Who is Daya?
Oh, it seems to be the marriage partner that his mother wants to tell him.
Zhao Tianbao felt cold all over: Could it be that he wanted to marry such a dominatrix?
Is he really not going to be made into a human meat bun?
coming!
The dominatrix actually walked towards him!
In an instant, the will to survive overcame the feeling of weakness in his legs. Zhao Tianbao only heard himself say "Goodbye, junior!" and ran out with all his strength.
I don't know how long he ran. When Zhao Tianbao came to his senses, his heart seemed to jump to his chest, and his chest felt like it was burning.
He gasped for air and looked around - he had run too far.
Zhao Tianbao walked home slowly. As soon as he entered the yard, he heard that his father was beating his mother-in-law again in the house. Needless to say, he probably lost money outside again just to vent his anger on his mother-in-law.
Grandma screamed very miserably, like a pig being killed, but none of the neighbors seemed to hear her.
Not to mention the neighbors, he himself was a little numb, and even a little lucky - if he hit A Niang, there would be fewer punches and kicks on him.
Otherwise, it’s better to go out and hide for a while...
Thinking this, Zhao Tianbao turned around and wanted to leave, but was a step too late.
"Bang!" The door was kicked open, and Zhao Youde cursed drunkenly: "Little bastard! Get over here!"
Zhao Tianbao trembled all over, but did not dare to resist and just walked forward.
"What do you have in your hand?"
"It's my mother's..." Before he could finish his words, Zhao Youde snatched it away - it was the carved pine box that Su Guangfu had just repaired.
"You stinky bitch hid something good behind my back again..." Zhao Youde opened the box roughly, but it was empty.
"Tch! What a damn bad luck!" As he spoke, Zhao Youde spat and threw the box to the ground - after all, objects made of ordinary wood like pine cannot even be exchanged for much money.
The box fell to pieces and could no longer be repaired.
Zhao Youde didn't seem to be relieved, so he kicked Zhao Tianbao a few more times, knocking Zhao Tianbao to the ground.
Zhao Tianbao did not dare to resist, but silently protected his head and stomach. When Zhao Youde kicked him enough and left, he was still lying there motionless.
Suddenly, an idea came to his mind: It wouldn't be a bad idea to marry that dominatrix.
It would be best if the dominatrix could fight her own father so that both sides would suffer, wouldn't she not have to be beaten?
Su Qingluan didn't know that although she achieved her purpose of intimidating Zhao Tianbao, the result was the opposite.
She was currently washing her hair with Yang's help.
While pouring water on her daughter's long black hair, Ms. Yang said with a smile: "It's summer now and the weather is hot. You can just wash your hair with water from the water tank in the backyard. If it's the coldest month of winter, it would be difficult to boil water." It will take a while."
Su Qingluan's heart skipped a beat: "Is it so troublesome?"
"Besides, the weather is cold. What should you do if you get cold after washing your hair?"
"..." That's true! In an era without antibiotics, a small fever or cold could kill someone!
After thinking about it, Su Qingluan wiped her hair and painted cakes for Mr. Yang: "When my daughter makes a lot of money, I can buy a big house for my parents in that prosperous area! We also burn earth dragons in winter, so we won't be afraid of the cold!"
Su Qingluan really put this on her schedule as a long-term goal - after all, she couldn't bear to make the family's life so difficult despite her obvious ability.
However, Ms. Yang only thought her daughter was trying to make her happy, so she just smiled and helped her dry her hair: "Then grandma and daddy will wait for our eldest daughter to buy a big house for her!"
There are still a lot of mushrooms left from the day before yesterday, so Su Qingluan simply makes chicken stewed with mushrooms today.
Among the bunch of condiments Su Qingluan bought last time, there was white sugar.
Although this sugar is very common in modern times, it was a precious seasoning in this era.
Even if the Su family is much richer now, Su Qingluan only dares to buy two taels.
But this time boiling sugar-colored sugar should be enough.
Su Qingluan placed the iron pot on the stove, first added a little water in the middle, and then added about one or two ounces of white sugar.
While adding, Su Qingluan gasped: I feel bad, I really feel bad!
One tael of sugar is equivalent to fifteen kilograms of rice!
When will the sugar manufacturing industry flourish?
Her mind was in a jumble of thoughts, but Su Qingluan's hands were quick and flawless.
Sugar dissolves in water and becomes a clear liquid.
When the water slowly evaporates, the sugar water begins to bubble evenly, and gradually begins to turn maroon red, the sugar color is ready.
Su Qingluan quickly poured the chicken pieces in and stir-fried carefully to prevent the chicken pieces from falling out of the outer edge of the frying pan. When all the chicken was evenly coated in sugar and fragrant, he transferred the chicken to another pan filled with boiling water. in a clay pot.
Then Su Qingluan scooped up a little more soup from the pot, carefully rinsed off the browned part of the pot, poured it into the pot, added ginger cubes and seasoning bags, and took out the soup just now. Let Yang help proof the dough.
Su Qingluan looked at the porcelain bowl in his hand - it contained the chicken fat that was taken out when the chicken feathers were blanched to remove the internal organs.
This is an excellent way to enhance the flavor of pancakes!
Taking out the proofed dough and gently kneading it to deflate the air, Su Qingluan murmured in her heart: After a lifetime of rebirth, the strength of her hands has deteriorated a lot.
This is when she heard someone calling her next to her——
"Sister, sister!"
Su Qingluan turned around and saw that it was Su Xuanhe.
He kept looking around with his sharp eyes, sneaking closer like a thief.
Su Qingluan was delighted and asked, "What are you doing?"
