The wicked girl of the farm gate is a group pet

Chapter 178

Shen Li was looking at Shen Dashan, and Shen Dashan suddenly smiled.

"Well, Uncle, it is supposed to help the villagers earn money and get rich. This is the right thing to do. People in the villages are twisted into one rope. Shouldn't they help each other? These years, our Shen family brewed wine to help the villagers, and I also Nothing was said."

Shen Dashan changed the subject: "However, this sour bamboo shoot recipe was not figured out by Yue'e, but Cao'er. So, whether the sour bamboo shoot recipe can be taught to the villagers, that's up to Cao'er It’s up to my family, Yue’e’s decision doesn’t count.”

"You guys, it's useless even if you kill my daughter Shen Dashan. My Yue'e has no grass to nod, so I can't do such a treacherous thing."

Shen Dashan smiled like an old fox: "If you want sour bamboo shoots, go to Zhongxian! I'm kind enough to remind you, Zhongxian is a bit muddy. .”

Aunt Chang and Mrs. Wang looked at each other, feeling a little apprehensive!
Mrs. Wang regretted her life. Last time she watched the excitement to test Su Cao, she didn't dare to provoke her. As for Aunt Chang, she was always thinking about Su Cao's sour bamboo shoot recipe.

Just the time she got into the kitchen of Su Zhongxian's house, Su Zhongxian almost strangled her to death.

Su Cao's place was difficult to obtain, and it was only then that she thought of obtaining from the Shen family.

Unexpectedly, Shen Dashan threw this matter back to Su Zhongxian.

For a while, those who followed Aunt Chang and Mrs. Wang all looked at them. Seeing that this matter would not go ahead, Aunt Chang gritted her teeth thinking of the promise Qian's family had made to her.

"Cao'er has gone to the county seat, if Su Zhongxian nods, your Yue'e will have to tell you the recipe for soaking sour bamboo shoots."

Aunt Chang incited the people who came to the ancestral hall to make trouble: "We have a lot of people, so let's go to Su's house. Su Zhongxian still owes the life of my family. If you don't believe him, he won't nod..."

"Who wants my dad to nod?"

Before Aunt Chang finished speaking, a clear voice sounded outside the ancestral hall.

Is it grass?
Shen Yuee's tense nerves relaxed, and a smile appeared in her tears.

Just as he was about to run out to greet him, two gleaming kitchen knives flashed out from the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Holding a kitchen knife, Su Zhongxian rushed in like a rainbow: "Who? Who wants to grab my grass's sour bamboo shoot recipe? I'll kill her, kill her, kill her..."

The kitchen knife in his hand slashed down, chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping, as if it was about to fly out, Aunt Chang and Mrs. Wang only felt that the knife was going to fly to their necks in the next moment, with the woman who was having a good time in the ancestral hall The mother-in-law screamed and lost her voice.

"Su Zhongxian, what are you doing?"

"Lizheng, Lizheng, help, Su Zhongxian is going to kill someone!"

"Now you know that my father is going to kill someone? What did you do long ago? Isn't it awe-inspiring to force Yue'e to hand over the sour bamboo shoot recipe?"

Su Cao walked in unhurriedly, and after a series of questioning, she stood in front of Mrs. Wang and Aunt Chang fiercely.

Then he stretched out his hand towards Su Zhongxian: "Father, borrow the knife and use it!"

Really?

Su Zhongxian was startled: "Cao'er, don't, it's not like my father has never been in prison, so he wants to kill someone."

"What nonsense!"

Su Cao interrupted him with a stern voice, and Su Zhongxian could only weakly pass the knife to her.

He also begged for mercy on behalf of Aunt Chang: "Cao'er, you chop up Mrs. Wang hard, and you chop up Aunt Chang. Can you cut it lightly for the sake of your Uncle Hai's saving you..."

Su Cao took the knife without saying a word, and in the blink of an eye, Aunt Chang and Mrs. Wang each had a gleaming kitchen knife on their necks...

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(End of this chapter)