After rebirth, cute twins want dad to hug them

Chapter 19 Expected

Su Mingquan was originally skeptical.

However, it sounds like Su Bai has brought out such a big hat.

He could only dispel his doubts at the moment.

"Uncle, don't worry, I will never disgrace our Su family!"

Speaking of which.

It would be hard for Su Mingquan to cause trouble.

He clutched a brand new enamel mug.

I didn’t even bother to drink the water.

I felt jealous and confused.

He knew Yang Lian's skill in making shoes.

But how many pairs of rag shoes can be sold for so much money?

Su Mingquan couldn't stay any longer.

He put down the enamel cup in his hand and hurried out.

"I'm going back first! Don't cause any trouble!"

Su Mingquan has made up his mind. Su Bai's words cannot be trusted. Isn't he going to the grave today?

Taking this opportunity, everyone in the village asked if anyone had lost anything.

If no one throws it away, it can prove that Su Bai's money was given by his younger siblings.

Since making cloth shoes makes so much money, he will go back and let his mother-in-law make a few pairs!

He has lived eating meat for only a few days, even though he has lived for most of his life!

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When Su Mingquan taught Su Bai's family a lesson.

In his yard, his wife Zhang Ju is also wrapping Qingming fruit.

Today, there is a full kilogram of meat filling in a Qingming fruit, and it is also full of fat!

Zhang Ju thought that when the time came, she would put it in a pot and steam it, and the oil would overflow.

When it's cooked, put it in your mouth and bite it.

Tsk!

It’s definitely delicious!

Zhang Ju held the Qingming fruit in her hand, and couldn't help but feel how beautiful it was!

An Eight Immortals table was placed in the yard, and Su Fugui and Chen Meijuan were also helping to pack Qingming fruit.

There are many people in the family.

Qingming fruit also has many fruit balls.

This time, I made six kilograms of flour.

The two of them couldn't let Zhang Ju work alone, so they immediately followed suit.

Su Fugui doesn't know how to pinch flowers.

However, he can still do a little bit of kneading and rolling out dough.

When a person gets old, he is afraid of being rejected by his daughter-in-law.

What's more, Su Fugui and Chen Meijuan were supposed to live with Su Bai's father, Su Mingrui's family.

Su Fugui couldn't bear to part with Su Zhe, his golden grandson.

I can’t bear to bear this title!

"Mom, there is a full pound of pork in this stuffing!"

Zhang Ju began to pretend to complain, and said:

"That's because Ming Quan cares about you. Who in other people's families can afford to eat Qingming fruit with meat filling?! Look at how filial Ming Quan is!"

Su Fugui smiled with satisfaction:

"No, my son Ming Quan is capable! I love him in vain! I just don't know if my good Jin Sun Sun will eat the Qingming Fruit today!"

Chen Meijuan kept talking with her hands:

"Yes, it's just too far. I study in the imperial capital. Otherwise, it would be good to ask people from the same village to take me there. I have pity on my golden grandson. It's so hard to study."

Seeing that the two elders felt sorry for their precious son, Zhang Ju smiled with joy.

Her eyes rolled.

"A pound of pork costs NT$9.00. Mingquan's salary is just that little. Our family doesn't even have enough to eat."

Zhang Ju pretended to sigh:

"Let's just have some hardships. It doesn't matter. I just don't know what Xiaozhe will do."

"He was too sensible. He didn't even tell his family when he lost his money. He couldn't even bear to take a copy of the telegram and send it back."

Zhang Ju rubbed her eyes as she spoke, looking like she was crying.

As soon as the words were spoken.

Su Fugui couldn't stand it anymore.

The old Su family has only produced a college student in so many years!

Last year it caused a sensation all over the country!

If he couldn't even afford to eat, it would be too embarrassing for Su Fugui to tell him!

"This is not okay! We can be a little poorer, it doesn't matter, but my golden grandson cannot go hungry!"

Su Fugui put on a straight face and said:

"Tomorrow I will ask the second and third sons to bring some money and send it to Xiaozhe. Zhang Ju, please send a telegram to the child and tell him to eat and drink well! His grandfather said so!"

"Hey!"

Zhang Ju suddenly beamed.

"I'm going to tell Xiaozhe that you gave me this money, dad!"

These words made Su Fugui smile again.

The three of them were chatting happily.

Then I heard the door open.

It's Su Mingquan who's back.

Zhang Ju has meat to eat today, and Su Fugui just said that he would ask the second and third sons to pay for his son tomorrow, so he is in a good mood!

As a result, Su Mingquan was seen with a straight face.

Someone actually owed him a hundred yuan!

"Ming Quan is back?"

Chen Meijuan quickly put down the Qingming Fruit in her hand and looked at Su Mingquan.

"How's it going? Have you gone to the grave?"

Logically speaking, Su Fugui has to do this during the Qingming Festival.

But Su Fugui has gotten older in the past two years.

So I asked the boss Su Mingquan to do it.

Su Mingquan responded dully, walked over, and called: "Mom, Dad."

Then he said to Zhang Ju: "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Ju was stunned.

He muttered and stood up.

"Why can't we wait until I finish wrapping the Qingming Fruit?"

She stood up and complained:

"You are such a big man, you don't know how hard our female comrades are!"

Zhang Ju loves to chatter.

If this was normal, Su Mingquan would definitely have a quarrel with her.

But today, he really didn't have this intention.

After many inquiries, he felt that the affairs of Su Bai's family were beyond his scope of thinking.

After much thought, he thought it would be better to discuss this matter with his mother-in-law.

The two of them walked to the corner.

Su Mingquan said to Zhang Ju seriously: "Didn't you say you smelled meat yesterday?"

Zhang Ju nodded, a little confused: "Yeah, what's the matter?"

"That's really from the courtyard next door to ours."

Zhang Ju was confused: "It's not that he..."

He slowed down for a moment and was suddenly startled.

"You mean, it's that bastard Su Bai?!"

"Keep your voice down! Are you afraid that others won't hear you?"

Su Mingquan lowered his voice.

He told Zhang Ju everything he saw today.

The more Zhang Ju listened, the more surprised she became, and she could hardly close her mouth!

"real or fake?!"

Zhang Ju said: "Maybe he stole it?! How can you make so much money by selling a few pairs of rag shoes?!"

"I didn't believe it at first either."

Su Mingquan frowned and said:

"But didn't I go to visit the grave just now? I asked everyone one by one along the way. In our entire Xiangzhang Village, no one dropped anything at all!"

"What he said may be true!"

This time.

Zhang Ju stopped talking completely.

After a moment of silence, Su Mingquan glanced at his mother-in-law:

"Don't you know how to make cloth shoes? When I go to the county town to buy things, I will take you over to sell them! If you can really make money, we will have meat to eat!"

Zhang Ju didn't look good when he heard this.

She muttered: "Why don't you sell shoes? It's embarrassing to stand on the roadside selling shoes."

The eighties.

Folk customs are relatively closed.

The thinking is even more backward.

What's more, Zhang Ju and others all experienced the era of planned economy.

Now Su Mingquan asked her to sell shoes, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"I'm going to sell it?!"

Su Mingquan's face also turned ugly.

"I'm the captain of the production team! What would happen if someone saw this?!"

He muttered inwardly.

If he wants to go alone, he would rather die than obey!