Rebirth Farm: She counterattacked with a tow bottle

Chapter 172 Warm Home

Huh? Did the eldest son of the Song, Yuan and Qing Dynasties care about her, or was it just gossip?

Although Su Jinxiu was a little confused, she still had to tell the truth and said, "She doesn't need to embarrass me, and I don't need to fight back. Even those stupid people in the Yang family will die because of her stupidity. Don't worry."

Song Yuanqing snorted, "Yes, Yang Huaien's family seems to have no other abilities besides being stupid. Why should I be worried?"

Hearing this, Su Jinxiu glanced at him indifferently and thought to herself, are you sick? Ask people, they told you, you are so yin and yang, you are really looking for trouble for nothing, Xiandi.

After thanking her politely, Su Jinxiu quickly got out of the car, opened the door and entered the courtyard. She quickly closed the courtyard door tightly without even letting Mr. Song give her permission.

Song Yuanqing touched his nose and didn't understand that he didn't say anything just now. Why was Mrs. Su so angry?

Ouch, she seems quite angry.

That's right, if this person was not very angry and had no temper, he would not have dared to save him at that critical moment in his previous life, regardless of the risk of his own life, right?

Thinking that Su Jinxiu had saved him in the previous life and ended up with a tragic death in the end, the old master Song shook the broken fan in his hand even more happily.

Su Jinxiu, who was considered by the eldest son of Song Dynasty to be very angry, returned to the house and began to rearrange the rooms.

This house is simply big enough. Su Jinxiu can live in one room, the two girls live in the wall, and Xiao Huzi and Zhu Zhiyu live in the other room, which is just right.

There are also extra beddings, so there is no need to do anything about them, they are all there.

Because it was too late, Su Jinxiu only made steamed noodles.

Zhu Zhiyu lit the fire, Zhu Ximei washed the pot, and Su Jinxiu fried the shredded pork with noodles. It didn't take more than half an hour, and the dinner was ready with the pot full of aroma.

"Let's eat. It's late today, so let's make some noodles first. Tomorrow we'll make dumplings and cook a few dishes to welcome the new member of the family." Su Jinxiu said a few family-like words before starting the meal.

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Just these few plain words moved Zhu Zhiyu and Zhu Ximei to the point of almost crying again.

A family of five had a very heart-warming dinner.

When they woke up early the next morning, Zhu Zhiyu and Zhu Ximei still felt as if they were in a dream. They couldn't believe that last night, the brother and sister slept so peacefully for the first time.

It can be said that it was a dreamless night, very sweet.

"Aunt, what are you cooking for this morning? I... I'll do it." Zhu Zhiyu wanted to behave better and gain a foothold in this warm home, so he said to Su Jinxiu.

Su Jinxiu waved her hand, "I've prepared the food. You guys should quickly wash up and pack up to eat."

Early in the morning, I ate pancakes, rice porridge, fried cabbage, and pickles.

Of course, in order to increase nutrition, Su Jinxiu also boiled five eggs, one for each person.

This kind of food is common in modern generations, but for ancient rural families who were poor in materials, it was a luxury.

Zhu Zhiyu and Zhu Ximei had a more solid breakfast than last night, and they were willing to stay in this home and work well. They would never have two ambitions in this life, and they would definitely provide for their aunt in the future.

After breakfast, Su Jinxiu arranged for Xiao Huzi and Xiao Zhen to teach Zhu Zhiyu and Zhu Ximei to read the Thousand-Character Classic.

"Aunt... Aunt, I... I don't want to study." Zhu Zhiyu heard people say that a family would spend all their money to support one scholar. If the aunt's family wants to support all four of them to study, then... where will the money come from?

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He didn't want to make his aunt work hard because of him.

(End of chapter)