Crown Princess, you have been dug up again

Chapter 82 A Little Girl Can Bully You

Feng Tianche was even more ashamed: "What are you talking about, who said I bullied her, she was the one who bullied me."

"A little girl can bully you, I don't think you need to live anymore." Ye Tianhan continued to make up.

Feng Tianche was so angry that he couldn't speak. He lay his head back and hit him to death: "Why is it always me who gets hurt?"

Suman just saw this scene when he came out, and laughed out loud: "This is a shame, don't look at my younger sister, she knows a lot of things."

"You taught it all." Ye Tianhan's deep and magnetic voice came.

Not a question, but a certainty.

"Of course." Suman walked over.

"My sister is the most powerful sister in the whole world." Susan admired.

"Okay, little sycophant, go and tidy up our quilt, and go to sleep at Fifth Aunt's house." Su Man said while stroking his sister's little head.

"Follow my sister." Susan didn't ask anything, and ran into the house quickly.

Feng Tianche sat up from the ground in a jerk: "Why did you go to sleep at someone else's house?"

"You have also seen the three women of the Su family today. If we really sleep here, even though we are separated by an outhouse, what will people in the village tell us about it tomorrow.

Gossip can also kill people. People in the village don't care about the truth. They like to gossip. They can say that black people are white, so we went to sleep next door for unnecessary trouble. "Suman explained.

"So it's like this, okay, tomorrow morning you will come back to cook breakfast for me." Feng Tianche pouted.

"Understood, young master."

Yang Cuiliu came in from the outside, followed by Fifth Aunt, who came to hug the quilt together.

Seeing that Suman was about to follow, Ye Tianhan frowned slightly: "Suman, help me decorate your side dishes, and order everything."

"Can't it be tomorrow?" Suman asked.

It's already dark now, this guy doesn't need to be so anxious.

"I don't know when to leave tomorrow, maybe it will be early in the morning, I'm afraid it will be too late." Ye Tianhan replied flatly, no emotion could be seen on his cold face.

"Okay, you wait." Su Man turned to look at Yang Cuiliu: "Mother, you and fifth aunt go first, and I will go to find you after I finish filling the side dishes."

"Okay." Yang Cuiliu and the others left holding the bedding.

Suman walked to the cellar, and Ye Tianhan followed: "I'll help you."

"Thank you."

The two entered the cellar, and Ye Tianhan glanced around.

The inside is not big, only about ten square meters, and there are countless large and small jars, some of which are sealed up, and some of which are covered with soil, all of which are quite tall.

"Here are all my pickled side dishes. There are many kinds. I'll get you some of each. If you like to eat, I'll get more later." Suman said as he climbed the ladder.

The top of the pickle jars are all fast, and they are as tall as a person. Because of the limited space, they can only be stacked higher.

"This is pickled cucumber, this pickled bean, and dried radish—" Suman handed over several jars one after another.

Ye Tianhan below looked at the jar full of mud, his face slightly stiff.

He is the most clean freak, even if the clothes are wrinkled, he won't wear them, but now he wants to touch the mud.

"Go on, it's also very heavy for me to hold, don't look at the dirty jar, the pickles inside are delicious, I guarantee you will want to eat it once." Suman flaunted, throwing the jar down .

Seeing that the jar was about to fall to the ground, Ye Tianhan quickly reached out to catch it, and then quickly put it on the ground, as if hiding from the plague god.

"You don't have a cleanliness, do you?" Suman asked.

(End of this chapter)