Old Mrs. Su's drooping eyes were wide open, looking ugly and scary. If Song Rending was really a child, it was possible that she would be scared to tears by her appearance.

But Song Rending is just a little cutie in a child's shell.

"Me?" Song Rending held a snack in one hand and pointed at himself with the index finger of the other hand.

"It's you, come here!" Old Mrs. Su raised her voice and stretched out her arms, as if she wanted to poke her fingers into Song Rending's face from a long distance.

But she never crossed the threshold of the Song family.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to, but that she doesn’t dare.

Because she discovered it herself. After she called Song Rending, the Song family's big wolf dog Tiezi stood up from behind Song Rending.

There was a fierce light in the dog's eyes, as if it would pounce on and bite her if Old Lady Su dared to take a step forward.

Tiezi was well-raised by the Song family. He had strong muscles, a well-proportioned frame, and shiny fur. Just standing there looked threatening, not to mention standing there alertly.

So even if Old Lady Su raised her voice, the slight tremor in her voice and the trembling of the fingertips of her outstretched hand could still be heard and seen.

But although she had never been sold to the Song family, Tiezi had no reason to bite her, but his behavior was undoubtedly a provocation to Song Rending, the second-in-command in Tiezi's heart.

So, Tiezi barked out a "woof".

Following Tiezi's shout, all the members of the Song family came out from the main room.

Because Song Rending changed her name, they were not worried that anything bad would happen to Song Rending. They were just sitting in the main room watching Old Lady Su's aggressive behavior outside.

But Tiezi has called them, if they don’t come out, wouldn’t it make Old Lady Su think that there is no one in the Song family to support Song Rending?

"Mrs. Su, are you bored?" When facing the neighboring old lady Su, the best person to speak up is Old Lady Song. "I've been busy these past two days. Everyone wants to take a break, but you're the only one who's been showing off all day."

Old Mrs. Song had heard from her sons about how a persimmon got stuck in Song Rending's dog cart, splashing soup all over Su Fuju's face.

So she naturally heard that this was the result of Song Rending changing his name.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with Song Rending doing this.

If Su Fuzhu had not released malicious intent towards Song Rending and his dog cart, Song Rending would not have changed the word, and naturally would not have splashed persimmon juice all over Su Fuzhu's face.

This is nothing more than tit for tat.

As for Old Lady Su coming to ask for explanations and compensation?

That's impossible!

The relationship between the two families has been strained in recent years, and there is no fear that it will become even more strained.

"Your granddaughter rode her broken dog cart and made our Fuzhu so dirty, with persimmon juice all over her face and body. Shouldn't I come to your house to ask for an explanation?" Old Mrs. Su put her hands on her waist and glared at you, saying, "Pay me compensation! Pay me five taels of silver! If you don't have five taels of silver, give me the dog cart!"

Tiezi was still staring at Old Lady Su, so even though Old Lady Su spoke to Old Lady Song in an arrogant tone, she did not dare to step into the Song family's threshold.

She shouted at the top of her voice, as if she wanted to call all the neighbors over to see how the Song family bullied their family.

But after shouting for a long time, she only attracted a few domestic dogs, and no one from the surrounding residents came out.

Because she overlooked one point. This was Songjia Village. All the villagers were from the same clan, the Song family. The Song family had a good relationship with the people in the clan.

No one would want to make things difficult for their fellow tribesmen, especially neighbors who they see every day.

"There are still persimmons in this season?" Old Lady Song glanced at Old Lady Su, and then began to comment on the dog cart incident: "The roads in this village are wide and spacious. My sister Dong drove the dog cart and only splashed your granddaughter? Or did she splash persimmons that are not available in this season? Why don't you show me a persimmon?"

Old Mrs. Song spread her hands, making it clear that she wanted Old Mrs. Su to bring out a persimmon first.

In early summer, even if there are persimmons growing on the trees, they are green and lumpy, and there are no ripe, juicy orange-yellow persimmons at all.

Although it may sound a bit shameless, some things are just a matter of personal opinion, and you should use different methods on different people.

At this moment, Old Mrs. Su finally remembered that there were no persimmons in this season.

But if there were no persimmons, what was splashed on Su Fuzhu's face and body?

She lowered her head to look at Su Fuzhu, but the persimmon juice on Su Fuzhu's face had been wiped clean, and the persimmon juice on her body was almost dry.

"Fuju, give me your handkerchief." Old Mrs. Su has always been a person who sometimes can grasp the key points and sometimes cannot. Although she was confronting Old Mrs. Song, she shifted her attention to Persimmon and asked Su Fuju for the handkerchief to wipe her face.

Su Fuzhu looked at Old Lady Su in confusion, then said confidently, "Grandma, my handkerchief was dirty, so I threw it away."

Su Fuzhu had thrown away a dirty handkerchief more than once.

Old Mrs. Su had never cared about her behavior before. She just followed behind her, picked up the handkerchief she threw away, washed it, and put it back in the box where Su Fuju kept the handkerchief.

In this way, Su Fuzhu never lost a handkerchief, and she never thought about how the extra handkerchief that suddenly appeared in the box came back.

Just now on the way to the Song family, Su Fuzhu looked at the dirty handkerchief in her hand, and felt from the bottom of her heart that it was not worthy of her, so she threw it away.

At that time, Old Mrs. Su was in a hurry to move forward, and Su Laier was walking beside her with a backpack on her back. She only dared to look at the ground, so she didn't notice that she had dropped the nice fine cotton handkerchief.

Old Mrs. Su widened her eyes.

It was an embroidered cotton handkerchief!

If you sell it on the market, you can get two cents!

But she couldn't bear to direct her reproach at Su Fuzhu, so she could only turn around and vent her anger over the new cotton handkerchief being thrown away on Su Lai'er who was cowering on the side.

"Are you blind? Your sister accidentally dropped her handkerchief, and you didn't even pick it up!?"

Old Mrs. Su slapped Su Lai'er hard on the back of the head, making his head buzz and he almost couldn't stand. The wild vegetables in the backpack fell out, revealing two pheasants under the vegetables.

Seeing two pheasants in the basket, Old Lady Su quickly snatched the basket, covered it with wild vegetables, and then urged Su Laier to find a handkerchief:

"Hurry up and find your sister's handkerchief. It's made of fine cotton and is very valuable! If you can't find it, you won't have to eat today!"

After saying that, he kicked Su Laier hard.

But Su Fuzhu didn't care about the handkerchief at all. She only cared whether Grandma could give her the dog cart she wanted.

So she tugged at the corner of Old Lady Su's clothes, trying to remind her of the purpose of her visit.

But at this time, Old Lady Song was already walking over with a broom in her hand, and Tiezi also jumped over from under the jujube tree, making it clear that her goal today could not be achieved.

Seeing that Old Lady Su had not yet returned to the main point and seeing that the goal could not be achieved, Su Fuzhu looked at the dog cart under the jujube tree with regret and displeasure.

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