Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Mom, how could it be as serious as you said? I just had such a novelty, and I am not a monster or a bandit. How can I be so unreasonable?"
Of course, although on the surface she calmly persuaded Mrs. Yang not to worry, she did not reveal the slightest bit about the people in the Xie family who were deliberately making things difficult and capricious.
For one thing, Su Qingluan also knew the importance. These nobles were very taboo about people doing things behind their backs. Losing the business wouldn't be the most serious thing at that time. If some small-minded person secretly interferes, she, who has no power, might still suffer a loss;
Secondly, the deliberate suppression and embarrassment, even if Su Qingluan told them, neither Su Guangfu nor the Yang family could resist an eye for an eye or a tooth for a tooth. It was useless even if they said it, and it would only add trouble to the family and make them worry;
The most important point is that Su Qingluan doesn't want her family to know that this jam seems to be just an ordinary food, but it contains information about Mu Xingzhi.
However, she didn't ask in too much detail. You said curiosity killed the cat. In a sense, no matter what Mu Xingzhi wanted to do, Su Qingluan had a hunch that it wouldn't be a small move.
Although she wanted to use the power behind Mu Xingzhi to ensure the safety of herself and her family, she did not want to get involved in the vortex of the struggle for power change.
Since you want to stay away from the center of power, a very wise choice is to ask less about things you shouldn't know. The less you know, the more likely you are to escape. Otherwise, you will be too curious and want to know everything, just like the cannon fodder passers-by in ghost movies who always want to trigger the plot. Generally speaking, they will be the ones who die the fastest.
A new "little friend" came to the house. Su Xueyan and Su Xuanhe ran out curiously to watch Liu Yunniang.
"Sister, you are so dark... ugh!" Su Xuanhe didn't finish his sentence, but he ate a chestnut from Su Qingluan's blow.
"Why are you talking to someone older than you? All the etiquette Master Zhou gave you is just for food?!" Su Qingluan scolded angrily, and then looked at Liu Yunniang, "I'm sorry, Yunniang, my brother He is very naughty and has a bad mouth, but we did not discipline him well..."
Liu Yunniang shook her head quickly: "It's normal for a child to be naughty at this age. I live in a narrow alley, and there are many seven or eight-year-old children going up trees and down rivers, which makes the neighbors a headache."
On the other side, Su Xuanhe had a meal of paitou and reluctantly apologized to Liu Yunniang, but as soon as Su Qingluan turned around, he made a face at Liu Yunniang.
"Sister, brother, she made faces at Sister Liu!" Su Xueyan pointed at her naughty brother with her white and tender paws and complained blatantly.
Su Xuanhe glared at the little girl: "Little accuser!"
The little girl was unconvinced: "I am not a complainer! Sister Liu is a guest, and you must be polite to your guests!" Su Xueyan shook her head, acting like a young adult, and then turned her head to seek approval, "Sister, am I right?"
Just when Su Qingluan was about to smile and nod, she heard Su Xuanhe say in a disdainful tone: "What kind of 'guest' is she? It's polite to call her 'sister'. Just now I heard clearly that this woman is She comes to work as a helper for our sister, which means that she is a servant of our family, and we are the masters, so we don’t have to-"
"Snapped--!!"
Before he finished speaking, a crisp slap landed on Su Xuanhe's cheek that still had some baby fat.
Different from the speechless anger before, Su Qingluan was really angry at this moment.
Yang took a look at Liu Yunniang, and originally wanted to step forward to stop Su Qingluan, but was stopped by Su Guangfu, who had been standing behind her without saying a word.
However, Liu Yunniang took over Yang's unfinished action.
She was very strong and hugged Su Qingluan who wanted to raise her hand again, suppressing her hard to prevent her from doing anything again. She also persuaded her: "Hey, your brother is only a few years old. How can you still do this?" Are you serious about having sex with a child? If there is anything wrong with the child, we can just say it slowly, why bother to get into such a big fight? What's more, the child didn't say anything wrong, I'm just here to work."
Liu Yunniang was really not angry.
In her opinion, although she and Su Qingluan were friends and had a good relationship in private, they were one and the same. Since she was here to do work, she couldn't pretend to be a "friend". The Su family didn't treat her like an inferior servant because they were being kind. She had to be measured and not get into trouble.
Therefore, the sentence "The child is right" is true, and it is also Liu Yunniang's reminder to herself at all times: keep your limits, do not cross the line, and take the affection given by others as your due duty.
Su Qingluan looked at Liu Yunniang: "You are indeed hired by me to work, but you use your own hands and earn your own living openly. This should not be the reason for you to be inferior to me."
Liu Yunniang's expression was very grateful. She sighed, "Qingluan, your words are enough. Why should I beat your brother?"
Originally, Su Xuanhe was stunned by Su Qingluan's slap and was stunned on the spot, but when he heard Liu Yunniang's words, he came to his senses, held his neck and shouted: "Hit me! Hit me again!" Just beat me to death!"
When he said this, Su Xuanhe's eyes were filled with tears, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"Are you still wronged?!" Su Qingluan pointed her finger at Su Xuanhe's face and said angrily, "You went to school for a long time and learned such arrogant 'etiquette'?!"
The little girl Su Xueyan was obviously frightened by Sister A's furious state. She was about to burst into tears, but Yang took her into the house and coaxed her. However, before entering the room, he gave Su Guangfu a wink and told him to stop him if anything happened.
Su Guangfu didn't say anything, just nodded. He and Mr. Yang have been married for more than ten years, and they have a tacit understanding.
"I'm not wrong! There are many seniors in the school. We are scholars, and we will be promoted to officials in the future. We are different from those poor people from the lower reaches..."
"You fart!" Su Qingluan was so angry that his eyesight turned black, "What do you mean by 'poor people'?! The father and mother who gave birth to you and raised you are such 'poor people' who work hard every day to farm and run a stall. You are Do you want to look down on them?!"
Obviously, for Su Xuanhe, a seven-year-old child who had only attended school for a month or two, his thinking was not rigorous and thorough.
So he obviously didn't expect that when he was so proud of "becoming a superior scholar", his farmer parents, who worked hard to farm the land, and his sister who wanted to get money every day for the family's livelihood, had already been ignored by him. Consciously joining the ranks of "inferior and poor people".
"I...I didn't..." Su Xuanhe felt guilty, "The people in our family are naturally different..."
"What's different?! Didn't my parents always work on the land with their backs to the sky? Didn't your sister and I start making money bit by bit from the very beginning?! This is different from what you call 'poor people' What's the difference?"
Su Xuanhe blinked, stopped holding his neck, and forgot about his grievances. He seemed to be clarifying what Su Qingluan said.
Seeing that his brother stopped talking back, Su Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief and softened his tone slightly:
"What do your senior brothers with high eyesight have to be proud of? What they wear, what they use on their hands, and what they eat in their stomachs are not provided by the 'poor people'? There are no weavers spinning threads and weaving cloth. , there are no farmers to grow food and fruits and vegetables, and there are no craftsmen to make pens, inks, paper and inkstones. What do they eat, wear and use?”
Su Qingluan tugged on his sleeves: "You can't live without the so-called 'poor people' for food and clothing, so what right do you have to look down on them? Even if such people become officials, they are still corrupt, dirty, and bad officials. !”
"Da Ya!" Su Guangfu heard that Su Qingluan was getting more and more frightened as he spoke, so he quickly interrupted.
Su Qingluan took a deep breath: she was so angry just now that she couldn't hold back her words for a while. Looking around, luckily there were no villagers passing by around the yard.
Su Qingluan looked at Liu Yunniang. Liu Yuniang also knew that Su Qingluan's last words or two could not be spoken casually, so she shook her head slightly, indicating that she would not say it.
Su Qingluan glared at Su Xuanhe: "Do you know you were wrong?"
At this time, Su Xuanhe's little round head also drooped, like a defeated little rooster: "I know I was wrong, and what the brothers said was also wrong." After thinking about it, Su Xuanhe suddenly raised his head and asked carefully, "Then I Can you tell the senior brothers what I said?"
...You kid thinks our family is living too peacefully, don't you? Su Qingluan thought a little speechlessly.
Of course, she couldn't tell Su Xuanhe the reason, and Su Xuanhe might not understand it either. So Su Qingluan used another reason to persuade him: "I scold you because I am your sister and you are willing to listen to me; but they are all your senior brothers, so why is it your turn to admonish them?"
"But 'there is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in the arts'. Master Zhou said that you should be 'not ashamed to ask questions'?" Su Xuanhe was very confused.
He is still a child with a simple mind, what do you mean... Su Qingluan sighed, and his anger level also dropped a lot: "The premise of 'not being ashamed to ask' is that the other party is willing to ask, right? If the other party doesn't come to ask, isn't it? You, as a junior, you contradict senior brother, I'm afraid it will make people unhappy."
Su Xuanhe nodded and said again: "Sister, I know I was wrong. Don't be angry..."
"What's wrong?" Su Qingluan was unmoved by his brother's cuteness and pretending to be pitiful.
"I shouldn't look down on farmers and craftsmen. They can grow food, make pens, ink, paper and inkstones for me to use. They can also weave cloth and do other jobs..."
Although Su Xuanhe's words were not very clear and coherent, but at the level of a seven-year-old child, this was already very rare.
Su Qingluan saw that this younger brother really knew where he had made mistakes, instead of being unconvinced or coping. He nodded: "Since you know where you made mistakes, go to the wall to reflect on it until dinner is served."
Su Xuanhe didn't have any objections, he just faced the wall and thought about it very honestly.
