Chapter 377: The Weasel Pays New Year Greetings to the Chicken
Chapter 377 The weasel pays New Year greetings to the chicken
Su Xue said oh, raised her eyes to look at Widow Huang, and looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "What else? The weasel is paying New Year greetings to the chicken, and it can't be driven away but it still has to be well-fed and well-served?"
"What did you say? Who is the Weasel?"
"Anyone who agrees is a weasel." Su Xue is not afraid of breaking up with people like Widow Huang. She doesn't even bother to do superficial things with Widow Huang.
Widow Huang was about to be pissed to death by Su Xue.
If it was her temper, she would definitely open her mouth to scold Su Xue, but thinking of what Chen Chunrong said to her in the afternoon, Widow Huang held back.
She endured it, and she endured it for the sake of money.
"That...Xiao Su..."
Widow Huang still wanted to step forward, but Su Xue raised her hand and swung the broom into Widow Huang's face.
"I'll give you another chance, get out."
"you……"
Widow Huang didn't dare to step forward.
Many people heard the noise and thought she was causing trouble again. Widow Huang immediately opened her mouth and howled: "I know I did something wrong before, but I..."
"Yellow Widow?"
Zhang Qingtian's voice was interjected from the side. She walked over and looked at the Huang Widow in surprise, who was opening her mouth to howl: "Why do you still have the nerve to show up here? What kind of harm do you want to do to Xiaoxue's shop? I said you Huang Widow, a
You don't do anything serious every day, you just want to trick others, don't you? It's true that a mute has been unlucky for eight lifetimes to end up with such a terrible wife like you."
"Zhang Qingtian, what are you talking about? What does my family's affairs have to do with you?"
Not to mention that Zhang Qingtian can't stand Huang Widow, Huang Widow also can't stand Zhang Qingtian. The main reason why she can't stand it is because Zhang Qingtian is obviously a bastard, but he is lucky enough to marry a transport driver, and he can't stand it.
Can enter the supply and marketing cooperative and eat public meals.
We are all women, why should Zhang Qingtian take all the benefits?
Widow Huang's mentality is typical of the fact that she is the only one in the world who can live a good life. No matter who the other people are, as long as their lives are better than hers, she will feel unhappy.
Zhang Qingtian laughed and looked Huang Widow up and down: "Huang Widow, you said that you are such an iron rooster that you are usually reluctant to pull out a dime, but now you are taking your nephew to buy sweets and buying fruit for my sister to apologize, honestly.
Tell me, what is your real purpose?"
"What bad idea are you planning? Are you trying to sell my girl?"
Zhang Qingtian was just guessing.
But Huang Widow's face suddenly changed, "What are you talking about? I think I did something wrong and I will apologize. If you don't accept it, forget it. How can you pour dirty water on my head?"
After saying that, Widow Huang didn't care what others thought of her, and left in a hurry with her bag of oranges.
There was no further apology.
Zhang Qingtian laughed and said, "Xiaoxue, don't pay attention to her. This person may be holding back some bad water!" It was obvious that she didn't take the random guess she just made to heart.
But Su Xue kept it in mind.
When she got home in the evening, she told He Qingdong about it.
He Qingdong reached out and touched Su Xue's hair. He did not answer her directly, but told her to take her to Rongcheng another day and asked her if she wanted to go.
"Why should I go to Rongcheng? I grew up there, there is nothing interesting."
She was more concerned about the relationship between Widow Huang and Luo Dazhi than going to play. It was just that He Qingdong, a stinky man, knew what she was curious about, but he chose not to explain it to her.
This really makes Su Xue depressed.
She glared at him gloomily, not wanting to talk to anyone anymore.
"Tsk...are you really angry?"
Su Xue curled her lips and continued not to speak.
The man beside him stretched out his hand to hold her hand and wanted to coax her. Su Baoer ran in from outside: "Sister, sister, the old witch gave me an egg today and told me to share it with my brother."
Su Xue pushed away He Qingdong who was approaching, pulled up her clothes and looked at Su Baoer with a smile.
"Who gave you the eggs?"
"Old witch!" Su Baoer looked at Su Xue with her beautiful eyes and repeated her words. Su Xue thought for a long time before she realized that the old witch they were referring to was Wan Cuihong.
"She gave you eggs? Did you accept them?"
"I accepted it." Su Baoer replied seriously: "I took it back and gave it to Xiaohua and Xiaohuang to eat."
The old witch has robbed so many things from their house, and now she takes the initiative to give her eggs. Su Baoer will definitely not refuse. And not only will she accept it this time, but she will also accept it next time, next time, and next time.
Take it.
If you don't even eat it, how about giving it to the chickens in the backyard?
"Little flowers and yellows love to eat eggs. Sister, do they lay more eggs after eating them?" the little girl asked seriously, her eyes full of curiosity.
But this question stumped Su Xue.
She really didn't know if chickens would become more fond of laying eggs after eating them.
Unable to think of an answer, she turned to look at He Qingdong beside her. Su Baoer also turned her face to He Qingdong. The two sisters looked at him together, and He Qingdong's thin lips curved slightly.
"When the chicken grows up, Bao'er will do the experiment and he will know the answer."
This answer seemed not convincing enough. He Qingdong paused and added: "For the answers to what we want to know, the best way is to conduct experiments ourselves and find out the answers that are more convincing."
Su Baoer nodded in understanding, smiled sweetly, turned around and ran out to find her brother and the others.
After she left, the room became quiet again.
Su Xue didn't think about what kind of medicine was sold in Wancui Red Gourd. She was curious about the relationship between Widow Huang and Luo Dazhi. And that Chen Chunrong... Could they really be a gang of human traffickers?
Su Xue's beautiful forehead was wrinkled, with a tangled look on her face.
He Qingdong smiled and pinched her cheek, "Does my wife have nothing to do? Do you think about these annoying things all day long?"
"Is this an ordinary thing?" Su Xue slapped He Qingdong's hand away, glared at him, and continued angrily: "This is someone who wants to sell your wife. Don't be nervous, just forget it."
Let me think about it?"
Ever since she felt that Widow Huang, Luo Dazhi, and Chen Chunrong were human traffickers, she felt that the three of them taking turns appearing in her shop were like stepping on the spot.
People are hiding it but she is showing it. If she really has bad thoughts, it will be difficult for her to prevent them.
"Silly!" He Qingdong smiled and scratched the bridge of her nose, his tone full of endearment. "Don't worry about this, it will be resolved in two days."
"Solution?" Su Xue looked at He Qingdong in surprise: "How to solve it? Do you know their true purpose?"
She stared at him with a pair of almond-shaped eyes, her expression focused on not giving him any chance to dodge and talk nonsense. He Qingdong curled his lips and smiled: "Well, you can rest assured and wait for the good news about your husband."
At this time, Su Xue didn't know what the good news He Qingdong was talking about. She simply thought that the true colors of Luo Dazhi and Chen Chunrong would be exposed by He Qingdong.
But soon, she knew what the so-called good news was, and she also realized that she was really too naive, and that her husband was simply a dark guy on the inside!