Farmer's wife: My wife is a bit wild

Chapter 8

Lu Qingyan didn't pick up the lychee she sent over, it was Su Ran who forcibly stuffed it into his hand.

After stuffing, Su Ran went back to the house.

Soon.

Lu Qingyan saw her come out again holding a tub of clothes.

Compared to the old Lu family who had no shortage of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, their small Lu family lacked a lot.

Not only firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea are lacking, but even water is lacking.

No, to be precise, their family lacks everything.

Let's not talk about other things, let's just say that Su Ran's room has nothing but Zhang Kang.

There is not even a cabinet for clothes, and the moldy clothes in this wooden basin are just piled up in a corner of the kang.

There were a lot of patches sewn on the clothes, and they piled up there like a small garbage dump.

Looking at the clothes in the basin, Su Ran reluctantly smiled and comforted herself, "It's okay, at least there's a tub for washing clothes!"

After all, she was about to go out to wash clothes with the tub in her arms, but she stopped suddenly when she passed by Lu Qingyan.

She first looked at the uneaten lychee in Lu Qingyan's hand, then put down the wooden basin.

At the same time, she didn't know where she took out a lychee, peeled it, and stuffed it into her small mouth.

She squinted her eyes happily, "Well, it's so sweet, you can try it!"

Lu Qingyan, who was watching the cute and contented face, unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.

But very soon, he noticed his gradual smile, and immediately turned his head away from looking at her.

Su Ranquan pretended not to notice his little thoughts, picked up his tub of clothes and walked out again.

Just two steps away, she remembered something and turned to look at Lu Qingyan and asked, "Do you have any clothes to wash? I'll go along with you..."

Before she finished speaking, Lu Qingyan replied, "No!"

Lu Qingyan's tone suddenly became a little cold, and Su Ran was a little confused, so he was slightly stunned.

However, she didn't say any more, and walked out with a small "oh" while holding the tub.

Lu Qingyan looked at her leaving back, his eyes became a little complicated.

I still remember that last summer, she said she would wash his clothes, but after going to the river, she actually threw all his clothes into the river.

Who in the village didn't know that those clothes that had been patched many times belonged to him?
So, when the villagers saw the clothes in the river, they saw that silly Su Ran who was still washing the rest of the clothes by the river.

It is conceivable that Lu Qingyan was scolded by the villagers at that time!
The riverside is not far from Su Ran's home. Su Ran quickly finished washing her clothes and came back early.

Lu Qingyan was still chopping firewood in the yard.

Su Ran went to the side to dry clothes.

Soon...

Suddenly there was a loud commotion outside the door.

Amidst the commotion, there were a few very obvious stern voices, "Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

Before the sound fell, a fat man in Chinese clothes, about 1.7 meters tall and weighing two hundred catties less, walked in swaggeringly.

Behind the fat man, there were five or six servants in plain clothes holding long wooden sticks.

The fat man glanced contemptuously at Lu Qingyan in the courtyard, and then at the dilapidated house in front of him.

He sneered and squinted at the servants behind him.

I saw the servants immediately guarding both sides of him, acting as competent bodyguards.

Then, I heard him say in distaste:

"Well, you said that although this house is dilapidated, it is also my father-in-law's house."

"When that idiot Su Ran was alive, we pitied her for marrying a pauper with no place to live, so we temporarily gave her this house to live in!"

"But now, that fool is dead, and this house should be returned to my daughter-in-law Su Wan!"

The fat man talked endlessly, and Su Ran, who was drying clothes not far away but was blocked by the clothes, frowned slightly.

The fat man continued:
"Although that idiot was not born to my father-in-law, he was also raised by my father-in-law. I won't charge rent for the time I live with you!"

As he spoke, he squinted at Lu Qingyan.

Lu Qingyan continued to chop wood as if he had never heard of it.

The fat man wasn't annoyed, after all, he wasn't the one who was about to be kicked out!

He cleared his throat, stroked his chin and continued with his head held high:
"Well, no matter what, we used to be considered relatives. If you still want to live in this house, how about I sell it to you for ten taels of silver?"

After all, his eyes, which were already fat and slit, immediately revealed a treacherous smile.

Lu Qingyan still chopped firewood as if he had never heard of it, as if he regarded him as air.

The fat man saw that he was still ignoring him, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

His face slowly became grim.

He is Sun Baocai, the eldest son of the dignified Sun family, and my father is the county magistrate of Qingshui County.

Although Qingshui County is not big, who in the county doesn't know their grandson's family?

You know, as long as he goes out, he is always sought after by everyone and can even walk sideways. When has he been ignored like this?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Finally, the unbearable Sun Baocai scolded, "Poor donkey, are you deaf when I talk to you?"

After finishing speaking, he kicked Lu Qingyan, "I think you are tired of living and looking for death!"

At the same time, the villagers who watched the excitement at the door were shocked for a moment.

This Sun Baocai is so fat, he kicked Lu Qingyan...he must have kicked him to death!

Just when everyone held their hearts and sweated for Lu Qingyan...

A petite figure suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

Before everyone could see who this little figure was, they saw that Sun Baocai had been knocked down to the ground by her kick in the center.

Everyone felt the ground shaking slightly.

Sun Baocai fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

It wasn't until the dust dispersed that everyone saw clearly that the little figure was... Su Ran? !

Su Ran looked at Lu Qingyan with concern and asked, "Are you okay?"

Lu Qingyan said lightly, "It's okay!"

Well, just now Sun Baocai's feet were kicked down by Su Ran before they touched Lu Qingyan.

On the other side, Sun Baocai clutched his chest and cried out in pain.

The servants rushed over to help him up.

Sun Baocai cursed angrily, "Mother, who is it, who doesn't want to live and dares to kick me?"

While cursing, he looked around, but when he saw Su Ran, his expression changed.

"Ghost, ghost... ghost!"

He yelled to run.

But before he ran a few steps, the back of a sickle suddenly rested on his neck.

Sun Baocai felt a chill on his neck, and his feet stopped unconsciously.

A girl's slightly lazy voice came from behind, "Keep running!"

As she spoke, she turned the back of the knife around Sun Baocai's neck into the blade.

Sun Baocai was so frightened that his legs trembled and he begged for mercy, "Zu, Zu, I, I don't dare anymore, don't eat me!"

As he spoke, he raised his hands in surrender.

Su Ran looked disgusted, "Who is your ancestor, Miss Sister, am I as old as your ancestor?!"

Sun Baocai's mind turned quickly, "No, no, you are not an ancestor, you are a fairy, a fairy!"

Su Ran's words are very helpful.

but.

She raised her eyebrows and walked to Sun Baocai's side, looked at his squinted eyes and said, "Which eye of yours was blind just now, and you can actually see fairies as your ancestors?"

"Forget it, since you're blind, it's useless, dig it out and feed it to the dogs!"

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(End of this chapter)