Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

Su Wanwan held a sack half a person's height in her arms and deliberately chose a small path where few people could see her.

"Mom, look what I brought you!"

As soon as she entered the door, Su Wanwan put the sack in her arms on the table and shouted to Zhao Ying who was busy in the kitchen.

The two sons of the third brother Su Di, Qinghe and Qinggui, suddenly appeared from nowhere, stretched out their little hands and climbed onto the table, wanting to open it to see what treasure Su Wanwan brought back.

"You two filthy bastards, you are so old, but you still don't know that you can't touch your aunt's things casually? You only remember the food but not the beating. Have you forgotten how she beat you in the past?"

The sharp voice of the third sister-in-law Jiang Panhua came immediately from the door. Qinghe and Qinggui's movements were like being bounced to the limit by a spring, and they immediately slid off the table.

It can be heard that the third sister-in-law is mocking all of them, especially her as the sister-in-law.

Su Wanwan took note of it silently in her heart, but on the surface she smiled casually: "It's normal for children to be a little naughty."

Zhao Ying came out of the kitchen and heard Su Wanwan's words as soon as she looked up. She knew what had happened in the hall without thinking. She glanced at Jiang Panhua and said, "Why? You can't beat him up for rummaging through other people's things. They are just our family's things... If he grows up and steals other people's things, it will be illegal. Don't think that protecting your child is a good thing!"

Knowing that Zhao Ying was just venting her anger, Su Wanwan gently took her hand and pulled her into the house.

There were only the eldest sister-in-law and two little nephews in the room. When the eldest sister-in-law saw the two men enter the room, she wanted to take her son and leave.

Su Wanwan stopped her, "Sister-in-law, don't leave. I have something to tell you."

She opened the gray sack on the table. "Mom, can you knit?"

"Where did you find so many balls of wool?" Zhao Ying's eyes changed when he saw what was in the bag.

"Didn't I say this morning that I would find some work for you and your sister-in-law? It just so happened that the man who asked me to write for him before found some work selling textiles and asked if I wanted to do it, so I brought it back to you to show you."

On the way back, Su Wanwan had already thought of an excuse.

"That's great! Before I got married, I learned embroidery seriously!"

Su Wanwan didn't know this.

But...isn't this just perfect?

Looking at Zhao Ying's expression as she looked at the pile of wool balls and knitting needles, Su Wanwan suddenly felt happy for Zhao Ying from the bottom of her heart.

"They said that a cloak like this can be sold for several dollars." Su Wanwan lowered her voice so that only she and Zhao Ying could hear it.

"Is it true?" Zhao Ying turned to the page about the cloak in the booklet and carefully examined the stitching and craftsmanship on it.

Jiang Shuzhen also came over to take a look out of curiosity.

The two little grandsons, Qianshan and Wanling, didn’t understand what their aunt and grandmother were discussing, but they were very sensible and played nearby without disturbing them.

The eldest brother Su Gao and the third brother Su Di got married at the same time, and their two children are about the same age. The eldest son Su Qianshan, the eldest brother Su Gao, just turned five years old this year, and the third brother Su Di's eldest son is only two months younger than him.

The other two younger sons, Su Wanling from the eldest brother's family and Su Qinggui from the third brother's family, are also three years old.

Having two sons to support, that's why my sister-in-law is in a hurry to find a job.

"Of course it's true, Mom, have I ever lied to you?" Since Xu Yan could promise her, she could also promise Zhao Ying.

She always has unconditional trust in Xu Yan.

"That's not the case. But Wanwan... have you known that classmate who brushed ** for a long time?" Perhaps because he was too excited, Zhao Ying, who always trusted his daughter completely, actually started to be a little cautious this time.

"Don't worry, mother. Of course I have known him for a long time. He will definitely not cheat us. Even if we can't sell them, we can still use the things we knit ourselves. It costs a lot of money to buy cloth in town. Aren't these knitted things warmer than cloth?"

Su Wanwan's words successfully convinced Zhao Ying, and her sister-in-law Jiang Shuzhen, who was standing next to her, naturally nodded wholeheartedly.

She nodded, not only because she could learn this job, but more importantly because of the price Su Wanwan had whispered just now!

A cloak can be sold for a few dollars, which is more popular than workers!

"Okay, then mother and your sister-in-law will weave according to the pattern in this booklet?"

Zhao Ying excitedly took out several long needles from the bag, moved them back and forth in her hand for a few times, and then took out several balls of wool to try the feel of them in her hands.

Everyone could see that what Su Wanwan brought this time really made her happy.

"If I have better ideas than the ones in this booklet, then go with my own ideas." After all, innovations that follow templates will be more eye-catching.

"Okay, Shuzhen, have you ever knitted before?"

Seeing Zhao Ying anxiously discussing with her sister-in-law, Su Wanwan didn't have the heart to disturb her, so she simply stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

After all, it was dinner time and everyone was waiting to eat.

As Su Wanwan lifted the lid of the steaming pot, a wave of hot steam rushed towards her, making her involuntarily take several steps back.

After a long while, she finally brought the dishes to the table clumsily.

"Oh, what's going on? My sister-in-law actually brought the meal herself."

Jiang Panhua was walking into the house with her two children Qinghe and Qinggui. As soon as they entered the room, they saw Su Wanwan's actions and spoke before they even entered the room.

When Zhao Ying and the eldest daughter-in-law Jiang Shuzhen saw someone at the door, they quickly put away the sewing bag on the table, hurriedly walked into the bedroom next to the kitchen, and closed the door.

Jiang Panhua stared at the door for a while without knowing what was going on, then looked at Su Wanwan who was busy between the kitchen and the dining table, and said sarcastically: "Leave it there and let me do it. If people knew that my little sister actually brought food to the family, I would definitely be scolded!"

"Well, then you come." Su Wanwan had just arranged work for her mother and sister-in-law, and was feeling happy. When Jiang Panhua said this, she stood there with the plate in her hand, looking at her third sister-in-law at the door with amusement.

Jiang Panhua felt a little embarrassed when her sister-in-law said this. She reluctantly let go of the two children's hands and walked towards Su Wanwan.

The porcelain plate that had just been taken out of the pot was still steaming, and the aroma of the pork was even stronger than when it was first stewed. Su Wanwan saw that Jiang Panhua was really coming over to help, and was about to hand her the rag that was covered with steam, when the three-year-old Qinggui at the door suddenly ran over here eagerly, stretching out her little hand to grab the meat on the plate.

The plate in her hand suddenly slipped out of her hand, but Jiang Panhua did not catch it. The boiling hot soup poured all over Qinggui who was reaching out to grab the meat. Sharp cries and the sound of the plate breaking filled the whole room.

"Su Wanwan, what are you doing? It's fine if you dislike me, but you even want to harm the child!" Jiang Panhua was immediately furious and grabbed Su Wanwan's sleeve.

"Qinggui, are you okay?" Su Wanwan's attention was more on the child.