Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

Su Di took a mouthful of rice in the bowl and suddenly thought of what his father had just said.

"This matter is no longer something our village can get involved in. As the village chief, I am not qualified to go to the county town. Let Secretary Wang go by himself." Father Su Yang took out two taels of white wine from under the table. It was rare for him to go home so early. He picked up his small wine cup and slowly poured it full.

"What will be his punishment for this matter?" Zhao Ying also asked.

Su Yang took a sip of the spicy white wine and smiled helplessly: "Don't you think about it? Since the town and the county have sent people down, it means they take it very seriously. Nowadays, it's rare to see a car in the county, not to mention that he can drive it out in the mountains?"

Upon hearing his father's words, Su Di immediately understood: "He can no longer be considered a speculator. He should be considered a capital roader, right? I heard that some people like him were executed a few years ago."

Su Wanwan returned to her room and lay on the bed, and she heard her parents and brother discussing the Xu family. When she heard the word "shooting" from her third brother, her spirit tensed up again, and tears could not stop flowing down...

Luckily, she was in her room and no one saw her in this state.

"Okay, okay, we shouldn't discuss this, let's just eat!"

Father Su Yang casually dismissed his talkative son, took a sip of wine, ate two bites of food comfortably, and then returned to the bedroom, smoking his pipe while reading the village manual.

Everything seemed the same as usual, even the laughter of mother Zhao Ying and sister-in-law Jiang Shuzhen while washing dishes in the kitchen after dinner was no different from usual.

But Su Wanwan tossed and turned on the mat, sweating all over.

What should she do now?

What should she do to help Xu Yan?

Her father, the village chief, has brought back such news. Does that mean that she will never have the chance to see Xu Yan again?

Even if Xu Yan was not assigned to any faction, he would have been taken away for reform...

Confused thoughts swirled in Su Wanwan's mind.

During the day, she had thought that if she met Xu Yan, she would tell him about the notice that Secretary Wang had issued to everyone, but she didn't expect everything to happen so suddenly!

"Wanwan, you should come out and eat something. At least eating a couple of bites of bread will make mother feel at ease."

Mother Zhao Ying and sister-in-law Jiang Shuzhen had finished washing the dishes in the kitchen. When they saw that Su Wanwan's door was still motionless, they began to worry secretly.

Su Wanwan, who had been lying in bed for a long time, heard her stomach growling, but she had no intention of eating.

Unable to resist Zhao Ying's concern, Su Wanwan suppressed her inner discomfort, took a towel to wipe the tears from her face, dragged her heavy steps, and opened the door with slightly red eyes.

Wanwan, why don’t we go to the clinic? Looking at your complexion, I’m afraid you might have a heat stroke…” Zhao Ying said as she reached out to touch Su Wanwan’s forehead. As she had just cried and was sweating, Su Wanwan’s forehead was obviously hotter than usual.

"Yeah, let's go get the injection since the clinic seems to be still open!" The eldest brother Su Gao also looked worried.

"It's okay, no need. I'm much cooler now... I should be fine after eating something." Knowing that she was not suffering from heatstroke, let alone a fever, Su Wanwan glanced at the other people, then walked into the kitchen, casually picked up a piece of cake from the shelf, and chewed it expressionlessly.

"Wanwan, eat slowly and don't choke. Mother has good news to tell you." After handing Su Wanwan a glass of water, Zhao Ying quickly walked back to the bedroom.

When Jiang Panhua was not at home, the atmosphere at home was obviously much more relaxed.

After dinner, the eldest and third brothers went to the yard to enjoy the cool air, while the fourth brother continued to fiddle with his pile of wood.

He learned the craft from a carpenter from the next village and did not dare to slack off even when he returned home.

Father Su Yang, who stayed in the bedroom smoking a pipe, knew early on what Zhao Ying and Jiang Shuzhen had done secretly.

As soon as Zhao Yingcai pushed the door open, he raised his eyelids and said, "Although the job Wanwan found is a good one, and it happens to be something you are good at, you have to be careful. After all, our family is the village chief's family. If it gets out, it will be more than one or two people who will lose face, and more than one or two people will be punished."

Zhao Ying had no idea how many times her old man had nagged her about this. She nodded repeatedly and took out a small purse from under the table.

He walked quickly to the kitchen with the purse.

Su Wanwan was still unconsciously chewing the pancake in her hand, and the water that Zhao Ying brought was still placed beside her untouched.

"Wanwan, I discussed with your sister-in-law about the threads you brought back this time. After making the cloaks, there will be some extra threads left, so we decided to make purses for the girls in the family."

As she spoke, Zhao Ying placed the small purse she had just taken out from the bedroom in front of Su Wanwan.

Su Wanwan swallowed the last bite of biscuit in a daze, wiped her hands on the rag, and held the purse in her hand, looking at it intentionally or unintentionally.

The purse is only the size of a palm, but every stitch and thread is extremely delicate, and the orange and green color combination looks bright and cute.

But the patterns and designs were clearly well-designed, and one could even see the delicate stitches Zhao Ying had used when embroidering the little rabbit, but Su Wanwan was totally unable to feel happy. She could only reluctantly move the corners of her mouth and carefully put the purse into her pocket.

"Little sister, in addition to yours, mother also embroidered one for me. Do you want to see what the purse mother embroidered for me looks like?" Seeing that Su Wanwan was absent-minded and her face was not very good, and seeing that Zhao Ying was at a loss but didn't know how to start, Jiang Shuzhen thought for a while and spoke shyly.

"Yes, yes, yes, hurry up and take out your purse and let your sister see it." Zhao Ying quickly waved her hand and asked Jiang Shuzhen to go back to her bedroom.

"Ah! Ah!"

Jiang Shuzhen had just walked back to the bedroom and opened the cabinet when a scream came out from the bedroom.

Even Su Wanwan, who was in a trance, was frightened.

Zhao Ying, who was standing by, had already rushed to the bedroom, and the two people outside also came back one after another.

"What's going on? What happened?" The eldest brother Su Gao rushed forward but saw nothing.

"No...nothing."

Jiang Shuzhen has not yet told her husband Su Gao about the fact that she and Zhao Ying were knitting a cloak together.

After all, Su Gao went to the production team to work with Su Di every day. If she told Su Gao about this, Su Gao could only hide it from his third brother.

After thinking about it, Jiang Shuzhen went over the matter in her mind and gave up the idea of ​​telling her husband.

After all, she knew what kind of personality Su Gao had. He was always honest and simple, and he couldn't keep things to himself. It would be troublesome if he accidentally told others about it.

Anyway, the money she earned belonged to the family. Whether Su Gao knew it or not, all the money would be spent on them in the future.

"Is everything really alright? Then what did you yell at me just now?"

Seeing that Jiang Shuzhen's face was turning a little blue, Su Gao asked another question in confusion.