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Chapter 189 Otherwise, others will think I am your father

Su Yan kept laughing, and finally choked. At this time, the carriage stopped, and soon the man lifted the curtain and came in, took out the kettle, unscrewed it and handed it to her.

After she took a few sips to calm down, she turned around and went out again, and the carriage continued to move.

Damn it, Goudan touched Jiang Caifu, look how nice he is.

Jiang Caifu touched the tip of his nose and said, "It looks pretty good from the outside."

Damn it: "..."

She glared at him and said, "Then you go out for a walk."

Jiang Caifu suddenly choked, "..."

He moved his shoulders and said, "I'm so cold, I won't go out."

Later on the road, Goudan's mother talked about her eldest son's marriage, what she had bought, and what was still missing. She didn't even finish talking at the temple gate.

Jiang Caifu got out of the carriage with Goudan in his arms and muttered: "Your mother talks so much, my ears hurt."

Although he said this, after putting his son down, he turned around and helped his wife down.

Qin An looked at them and said, "You go first, I'll stop the carriage." As he spoke, he carried Su Yan down and tied the hat on her cloak for her.

After he left, Su Yan smelled the sweet smell of the rice cake stall next to her and bought rice cakes worth eight cents. She smiled crookedly and bit into them without fear of being burned.

Woman wearing light green cloak and hat

Her bun was covered, and her fair cheeks were lightly flushed, so she couldn't tell that she was a woman.

The cake seller looked at her for a few times and then said to Goudan: "Did your daughter say we're going to get married?"

Goudan's mother choked up for a while when she heard this, but looking at Su Yan's face, it was right, she was completely adequate as a mother.

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This is not my daughter, she said we kissed her."

"That man is her husband-in-law." After saying that, she pointed at the tall man walking over.

The woman followed her gaze and saw that the man was tall and strong. She was afraid of getting into trouble, so she quickly called to the others, "Rice cake, two cents a pound."

It made Goudan's mother smile crookedly, so she returned her daughter and asked questions in front of her husband if she had the guts.

Let's see if he can knock down the stall.

Qin An came over and saw Su Yan smiling. He smiled, bent down and said, "What's the matter?"

Su Yan handed him a piece of rice cake and whispered: "Then the aunt thought I wasn't married, so she pointed at you and she was scared when she saw it."

Hearing this, Qin An looked at his daughter-in-law's delicate cheeks and pursed his lips, thinking that his rough face was nothing like her husband-in-law.

Thinking of this, in front of so many people, he leaned over and kissed her directly on the cheek, then held her hand and said, "Daughter-in-law."

Su Yan's cheeks turned red, and her ears turned red when she saw Goudan's mother-in-law watching the show, "Ahem, let's go and burn incense."

Goudan’s mother led Goudan and walked in front with a smile. Seeing them walking further away, Su Yan gave the man a look and whispered: "This is outside."

Qin An said cheekily: "Otherwise others will think I am your father."

Su Yan: "..."

She couldn't help but pinch his waist and said, "What are you talking about?"

After speaking, he looked up at him and joked: "At most, I thought you were my brother."

Qin An said dullly: "I would have tidied up if I had known I had come out."

He couldn't help but shout again, "Daughter-in-law."

"Hey, sir." Su Yan responded to him like she was coaxing a child.

The rough man was immediately coaxed, with his eyes raised, he put his arms around her waist and went into the temple to burn incense.

It was probably the New Year's Day, and many people were burning incense. The temple was completely crowded. Qin An was afraid that someone would squeeze Su Yan, so he kept blocking her in front of her with his hands.

After finally burning incense for the Bodhisattva, the Goudan family could not find it again.

The two of them had no choice but to wait at the door. The young master from the temple came over with a red rope and said, "Madam, Sir, would you like to buy two red ropes, and do rituals to keep them safe?"

Su Yan wanted to refuse, but the man next to her agreed, "I want one."

"Fifteen cents." The young master handed him one quickly. Qin An counted fifteen cents and gave it to him, then bent down and gave it to Su Yan to put on her hand.

She obviously didn't believe this, but because she could do "losing" things with her eyes open, Su Yan looked at the red rope on her wrist and said, "You should also wear one to keep yourself safe."

"Little master, I want another one."

The little master hurriedly handed it to her happily, "Looking at your rosy faces, there must be something happy this year."

Su Yan's eyes slightly curved, "Thank you, little master, for your words."

Then she tied it on Qin An and said, "My husband, you will be safe and sound this year."

Qin An said "Hmm", pulled off his sleeves to cover the red rope, turned around and looked back, but still saw Goudan's family missing.

Worried that his wife's legs would hurt after standing for a long time, he glanced around and finally his eyes fell on a dirty stone a dozen steps away.

He led Su Yan over and sat on the dirty stone. He looked up at her and said, "Sit on the lap."

None of the women nearby sat on the man's lap, especially outside, as the man's face would be lost if others saw him.

Su Yan knew that Qin An was good to her, but she didn't want him to lose face outside. She shook her head and said, "I'm not tired."

Qin An seemed to see what she was thinking, and pulled her to sit on his lap, then stretched out his hand to squeeze her calf, and said in a low voice: "You are two people now, don't show off."

"Just say it if you feel uncomfortable, I don't need to save face."

Su Yan didn't say anything. She straightened her legs slightly and said delicately: "Come up some, it's a little sore there."

When Goudan and his family came out, they happened to see this scene. A tall, thick man hugged the woman and bent down to pinch her calf.

Jiang Caifu, a big man, couldn't help but mutter: "Qin An is so kind to his wife."

"The girl is nice to him. Look at Qin An's clothes. They are clean." Goudan couldn't help but explain to Su Yan.

"That's true, only when the couple works together can they live a good life."

"I don't know how angry I will be when you are like this. Your mother will definitely come to make trouble again during the Chinese New Year. If you dare to give me a penny then, I will go back to my mother's house."

"I don't have any money on me."



After the meal, Goudan's family wanted to buy something, so the Qin family went back to the shop to pack up rice and noodles, take them back and eat them later, so as not to waste them due to insects.

Just after putting things away, an uncle wearing a navy blue jacket came in and asked: "Master, don't you have a stall during the Chinese New Year?"

Su Yan thought he was here to eat, so she nodded and said, "We'll wait until after the Chinese New Year."

The uncle nodded to show that he knew, and then explained the purpose of his visit, "Your pimple soup is delicious. My son is getting married, and I would like to ask you to help cook breakfast."

Qin An refused without thinking, "No, there's something going on at home."

The uncle said with some pity: "I'm disturbing you..."

Su Yan quickly answered: "When? It won't take much for a meal..."

"Just the third grade of junior high school."

"The third grade of junior high school. We happen to be free on the third grade of junior high school. How many of you are there?"

"Seventy or eighty."

"If you provide the ingredients, I will charge a total of three hundred coins."

"If you don't provide the ingredients, then I'll calculate it as eight cents per person."

The uncle thought for a while, fearing that there would be too much to do and said: "Based on eight cents per person, is it a small portion? Or ten cents per bowl, there will be a few more lumps."


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