Reborn Farmhouse: She counterattacks with a drag oil bottle

Chapter 235
Su Jinxiu didn't want to be as knowledgeable as an old coffin, but Patriarch Yang's unrelenting attitude of relying on the old to sell the old made her feel extremely annoyed.

"Don't be so shameless." Her cold tone was terrifying, "Your Yang family is used to running rampant in Xiaya Village, right?

Those who open their mouths and shut their mouths, attack with vicious words and fists when they don't follow your words?What's the matter, your Yang family is the emperor of this village? "

When the emperor of the soil said a word, everyone in the room was frightened and their expressions changed drastically.

Patriarch Yang even fell to the ground, almost fainting from fright.

"Jinxiu, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense." Li Chunhe was startled by Su Jinxiu's words, his face was pale, and his lips were not working well, "Jinxiu, you Do you know how many lives will be lost once your words are spread?"

Su Jinxiu didn't take it seriously, "If it's the lives of Lao Yang's family, what does it have to do with us? Their family wanted to be the emperor of the land, and it wasn't made by people in our village. What are we afraid of?

Besides, doesn't this old Yang family still have Yang Huaien and Kou Wenjuan?These two people are both ladies and uncles from the official family, and the court should ask them as well.

Let me repeat again, I don't rub the sand in my eyes, and I usually say hello to me, hello to everyone, but if anyone pushes his nose in the face, and runs in front of him to point fingers, point fingers and scold dogs, then I will not be polite.

Oh, by the way, Patriarch Yang, you are so old, keep some morals in your mouth, don't yell and scold viciously when you meet, it will make you look uneducated.

Moreover, no matter how vicious I was, I didn't think about selling my own children, and I didn't think about killing my own family.From now on, you Yang family had better be more polite when you see me. "

Elder Patriarch Yang had already been frightened to death by Su Jinxiu's words of the Tu Emperor, so how could he have the strength to scold her?
Song Yuanqing was sitting in the corner of the ancestral hall, and he was just here to watch the excitement, but in the end, he saw Su Jinxiu scolding Patriarch Yang for being stupid.

He regained his spirits immediately, shaking the broken fan in his hand, it was a comfort.

Well, such a woman...he likes it.

Spicy, decisive, smart, calm...

Know what kind of person, what kind of attitude to use.

Sometimes being simple and rude is also a means... isn't it?

What's more, the most exciting thing is her pair of bright eyes. When they are gentle, they seem to be moist, but once they are sharp, they are definitely full of aura, piercing people's hearts like knives and arrows.

He looked at Su Jinxiu's solemn expression, and his mood stirred up waves again.

This woman... well, with such a tough personality, she really fits her battlefield territory.

"Bullying women and children, is this the family tradition of the Yang family?" Since Song Yuanqing was moved, he would not let the woman he likes fight alone and face those ugly and sinister faces and intentions alone.

As soon as he spoke, the room fell silent again.

I don't understand why he suddenly defended Su's injustice.

But Song Yuanqing still had a playful smile on his face, but at this moment, no one dared to say what kind of thoughts were behind his smile.

This is thanks to Kou Wenjuan. The famous people in Xiaya Village all know from her and her father who is the servant of the Ministry of Rites. grandson.

Therefore, when Song Yuanqing came back this time, all those present in the village felt awe of him and did not dare to be as casual in front of him as before.

As for Song Yuanqing's identity, Su Jinxiu is of course also very clear.

However, she is the eldest son of Empress Shunyi, what does this have to do with her?
If she can make a lot of money from his cooperation, she doesn't mind getting too close to him.

Because of knowing Song Yuanqing's identity, Yang Huai'en, who didn't want to go out at all, is always strolling on the street these days, always thinking of getting acquainted with Song Yuanqing.

As a result, Song Yuan was cold and calm, with a ruffian face, and Do Not Disturb Stranger was written all over his body. Yang Huai'en was so angry that he went back and complained to Kou Wenjuan non-stop.

"Hmph, a guy who has no roots and no roots, and his parents don't want to see him, why come here to pretend to be a master? He doesn't like me, so I can't eat him."

Fortunately, Kou Wenjuan only knew that Song Yuanqing was the eldest son of the Marquis of Shunyi with a strong background, but he didn't know that Yong'an County was his territory. Otherwise, Yang Huai'en would not have dared to say such stupid things no matter how big his face was.

This is also why Kou Jianwen, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, didn't treat a concubine as his own daughter at all, and even said that Yang Huai'en, the son-in-law, didn't catch his eyes at all. Don't be crazy.

Song Yuanqing didn't even care about the daughter and uncle of the minister of rites, let alone the head of the Yang family, an old country man who relied on the old to sell the old?

"Be kind..." Song Yuanqing's smile and posture remained the same, but his tone was cold, not at all like the heat of the upcoming summer solstice. "A man who always bullies women and children is hateful."

How could the woman he likes be insulted under his nose?

Li Cunzheng and the others in the room all changed their faces when they heard the words, but no one dared to speak up.

This young and handsome young man who has lived in Xiaya Village for seven or eight years, it is common for him to turn his face when he says it is wrong, and the Yang family is indeed hated by others, so no one said anything.

Su Jinxiu was supported by someone, and she was happy to be at leisure, so she pursed her lips and leaned on her chin with one hand, as if she was watching a play, as if she had nothing to do with herself.

However, the matter of strangling Xiong Xiazi still failed to come up with any regulations, and this matter was temporarily let go.

Li Chunhe just asked people to warn the villagers to go out to tend the fields, try not to go out alone, and not to go up the mountain casually in the future.

As the funeral of Li Mancang's family eased, the oppressive, fearful, and sad atmosphere that shrouded Xiaya Village also faded.

Su Jinxiu's tofu shop is getting more and more prosperous.

Yang Laoshi was so busy that he walked leisurely all day long, and he was so tired that he couldn't lift his shoulders with just a few tofu flowers every day.

It was also time for weeding in the Sujia farm. Cao Chengyi led a group of people in the farm, so busy that they got up early and climbed up in the middle of the night.

Because of being so busy and tired, Su Jinxiu discussed with Xiaohuzi, sisters Xiaozhen, Zhu Zhiyu, and Zhu Ximei, "There is a lot of work at home and it's tiring. How about setting up a big stove at the farm and serving a meal at noon every day and supplying supplies. People and horses work well."

Zhu Zhiyu didn't expect that Su Jinxiu would let them participate in the family affairs, and his heart was tumbling for a while, with mixed feelings, and he didn't know what to say.

Zhu Ximei was naturally shy and timid. Seeing that her brother didn't speak, she didn't dare to speak. She just looked at her aunt gratefully.

Su Zhen wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say, whether she should agree or disagree.

But the little tiger didn't think so much, and nodded his head directly when he heard the words, "Of course. Mother, the work in the field is too tiring, and the sun is poisonous. Our family provides a sumptuous lunch. They do Live hard, this meal is actually not bad."

"Stinky boy." Su Jinxiu was amused by his last sentence, "You are the only one who can settle accounts."

　Alas... I was typing yesterday, I was coding, my mind was dizzy, and I almost died...

　　May the beauty be with you forever, and the health always belong to you, my readers and friends.

　　
　
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