Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

Su Wanwan paused while peeling the eggs and smiled softly: "If Dad knew that you and your sister-in-law were secretly knitting these things, he would be so angry that he would die."

"That's true. How can mother let you go alone?" Zhao Ying rubbed his hands.

"Don't worry, Mom. The people who are helping me are waiting for me on the road. I will be back soon." Su Wanwan took a bite of half an egg and smiled innocently.

"Our Wanwan is still the most thoughtful. Just wait." After a moment, Zhao Ying took out five cloaks that had been woven in the past few days from the bedroom and handed them to Su Wanwan reluctantly.

"Mom, which one of these do you like best?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Zhao Ying packed a few cloaks and handed them to Su Wanwan, glancing towards the door from time to time.

"Mother, no matter how much wool we have in the future, we will not worry about not having cloaks to sell. These are the first cloaks you knitted. Choose the one you like best and keep it for us. We won't sell them."

Zhao Ying felt genuinely fond of these woven cloaks, but she never thought of keeping them for herself. After all, she had to sell them to supplement the family income. But she didn't expect Su Wanwan to care so much about her, and she couldn't stop crying.

"No need, Wanwan, our family's conditions aren't very good right now, so let's just sell them all."

"I think this dark red one is good. Doesn't mother like this color? But normal fabrics are black and gray. How can a color like this be so novel?" Knowing that Zhao Ying actually wanted to keep it but was reluctant to do so, Su Wanwan simply made the decision for her.

He left out a dark red cloak from the bag.

"Wanwan, there is no occasion for mother to wear such..."

Already knowing what Zhao Ying was going to say next, Su Wanwan quickly packed up the bag and put it on her back, then walked out: "Let's not talk about it for now, mother. I'm leaving first. Hurry up and put away the cloak, don't let Third Sister-in-law and the others see it."

After leaving the yard, Su Wanwan looked left and right, and finally decided to walk towards the road out of the village first. When she was halfway there, she would turn back to the hillside where she had just met Xu Yan, so as to avoid letting her mother who was looking at her in the yard notice anything.

"Who was it I thought? It turned out to be Miss Su! Where are you going? What's on your back?"

On the way, Su Wanwan was thinking about turning back at the next dirt road intersection, when she suddenly heard a voice beside her. She looked up and met Yan Wenxuan's gaze.

I really looked for a long time before I finally saw it here.

Su Wanwan smiled lightly and didn't take his words seriously: "You still have the time to talk about me here?"

"What? Your Su family is capable of doing such a thing but you don't dare to be talked about?" Yan Wenxuan was still wearing the white shirt with the collar torn last time. His shoulders were shaking as he spoke, looking like a complete gangster.

Whenever Su Wanwan saw his behavior, she felt sad and thought she was really blind at the time.

"Let me make it clear to you again, our Su family has never done anything to offend anyone. If you want to be a gigolo, that's your own business. Don't involve our Su family in this."

There was no ups and downs in Su Wanwan's tone, but it made Yan Wenxuan in front of her so angry that he jumped up and down, and his hoarse voice immediately spread several meters around.

"Just wait. A village head like yours will become the target of criticism sooner or later. I'll wait for you, your father, and your mother to be dragged away to feed the pigs!"

Upon hearing this, Su Wanwan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Even if she was not criticized, would the pigs not be fed?

If she continued to argue with Yan Wenxuan, it would only delay her work. Su Wanwan's expression did not change at all. She tightened the bag on her back and said, "You have been talking about this in the village for such a long time. Do you think anyone in the village believes what you say? You keep saying bad things about our Su family like a clown, but in the end it's still a thankless task. If you have this time, you might as well care about who your goddess is getting close to recently."

Just now at the clinic, she was thinking about letting Yan Wenxuan know Zhong Qingqing's style, so that these two people with ulterior motives might start to tear each other apart.

Now her goal has been achieved.

After seeing Yan Wenxuan's face suddenly turn as pale as liver, Su Wanwan continued to walk forward contentedly, no longer paying attention to the expression changer next to her.

"Su Wanwan, don't leave. Explain to me clearly, what do you mean by calling me a goddess?"

Seeing Yan Wenxuan rushing forward behind her, Su Wanwan quickly dodged to the side, leaving him empty-handed, and replied coldly: "Do you have many other goddesses in this village? There are only a few educated youths in our village, and only one is the most outstanding. Do you need me to tell you her name?"

Since Yan Wenxuan could go crazy and vent his feelings to the whole village about their past after failing to get the upper hand from her, she believed that Yan Wenxuan would treat others the same way.

After all, his human nature is so bad.

Su Wanwan passed by Yan Wenxuan who was stunned and even standing still, quickened her pace, and took advantage of the fact that it was not completely dark yet to make a big circle and return to the hillside. From afar, she saw the vague appearance of the car body reflecting the setting sun, and she felt a vague sense of security.

I just went home and met Yan Wenxuan on the road. Xu Yan had been waiting there for a long time.

"Is something going wrong?"

Su Wanwan had just put down her bag when Xu Yan handed her an army green kettle.

How did he know she was thirsty?

Su Wanwan took the kettle without thinking much. She unscrewed the lid and took two big gulps. This helped her to relieve a lot of the heat in her body.

After Su Wanwan tightened the kettle lid again, she found that Xu Yan looked at her strangely, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

“This is my pot.”

"Yeah, that's right." Su Wanwan wiped the water stains on her lips and casually returned the kettle to Xu Yan.

Then she realized...

His kettle...

She just drank several sips without any scruples...

"Cough cough." Seeing Su Wanwan's cheeks suddenly turn red and look even more rosy under the setting sun, Xu Yan suddenly coughed twice, opened the bag and looked at the finished product inside.

"Auntie's craftsmanship is really good. These finished products are much more complicated than the ones in the quick manual I gave you. They should be able to sell for an extra dollar or two."

On the way, Su Wanwan had a vague premonition that her mother's craftsmanship was far beyond her expectations. Although her sister-in-law was a beginner, she learned quickly and was skilled. Except for some complicated techniques, the things she wove were no worse than her mother's.

"Well, let's stick to the old rules. We'll split it 50-50." Su Wanwan smiled brightly. After she and Xu Yan loaded the things into the trunk, she brushed off the dirt on her bodies and turned to leave.

"and many more."

"What's wrong?" Su Wanwan stopped abruptly and turned around.

"Have you ever ridden in a car before?" Xu Yan asked, looking at Su Wanwan, who seemed to be familiar with cars.