Chapter 220 Bully Little (1 more)

  There was no business the next day, so Su Xiaoxiao didn't have to get up early to make snacks, but her body's biological clock woke her up on time.

  She simply put on her clothes and decided to go to the backyard to exercise.

  As soon as she walked out of the house, she saw Su Cheng, who always slept until midnight, sitting on the pony, gnawing a fruit in each hand.

   "Father, so early?"

  Su Xiaoxiao greeted suspiciously.

   "Daughter woke up." Su Cheng burped, "Oh, I can't sleep when I think that these fruits will go bad if I don't eat them."

  Beside him was a heavy basket, which contained loquats that Dug picked from the orchard, each of which was plump, sweet and juicy.

  Dahu picked a lot, and Deng An sent them over.

  However, the children in the family didn't like fresh loquat very much, and Su Ergouyu didn't like it very much, so there were a lot left.

  Su Cheng is a person who has experienced famine. He grew up starving and freezing, and could not bear to waste food.

  Su Xiaoxiao didn't say "Don't eat it, you will have to spend money to treat your stomach if you eat it."

  She thought about it, and said to Su Cheng who was obviously unable to eat, but was still stuffing it into his mouth: "Father, save some for me."

   "Okay." Su Cheng burped again.

  Su Xiaoxiao said: "Can you give it all to me?"

  Su Cheng was startled: "You don't mean to throw it away, do you?"

  Su Xiaoxiao smiled: "Don't throw it away, I will make delicious ones."

Su Xiaoxiao peeled off the skin and core of the washed loquat, cut the orange flesh into small pieces, and divided them into two bowls. One bowl put three spoonfuls of rock sugar, and the other bowl only put a spoonful and a half of it.crystal sugar.

  Add a small amount of water, and wait for the rock sugar to melt and pickle to taste, then you can take it to the pot and cook it.

  Because loquats are easy to oxidize and turn black, Su Xiaoxiao didn't boil them in an iron pot, but took out a pair of purple sand jars.

  Simmer on low heat until the soup becomes less and the whole can of loquat is thick.

  Five catties of loquat, boiled nearly two catties of jam.

  In this way, San Xiaozhi and Su Ergou will love it.

  Su Xiaoxiao kept half of it, and the other half was divided into two small jars and sent to the neighbors in Dongtou.

   It was Deng An who opened the door.

  Deng An was surprised to see Su Xiaoxiao.

  The first reaction was that she brought Xiaohu to find the son to learn the piano, he was shocked, and hurriedly looked behind Su Xiaoxiao.

   Didn't see the little guy, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

  At this moment, there was a sound of vomiting in the room, and a trace of uneasiness flashed across Deng An's face.

He stole a glance at Su Xiaoxiao.

   Seeing that there is nothing unusual on the other party's face, he is a little relieved.

  Su Xiaoxiao asked: "Is there something wrong with your son?"

  Deng An hesitated for a moment, and said, "My lord...he will be like this after eating."

   Throw up after eating?

   No wonder so thin.

  Su Xiaoxiao said again: "Your Master, have you seen a doctor?"

  Deng An shook his head: "The young master said he was not sick, and he refused to see a doctor."

   It seems that the disease is taboo.

  Su Xiaoxiao continued to ask: "How long has your son's situation lasted?"

  Deng An said: "It's been a few years. I served the young master the year before last, and the young master was already like this at that time."

  Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

  Deng An said again: "However, my young master can eat three or two yuan of the dim sum you made."

  Even the children don’t just eat three or two yuan, but if you know how much his son can’t eat, you will understand how rare it is to eat three or two yuan of dim sum without spit it out.

  So, this jam came just in time.

  Su Xiaoxiao handed the jam to Deng An: "I made the jam myself, and you can tell me what your son wants to eat in the future."

   Deng An took it with a smile: "Then I will thank you for my son!"

  Su Xiaoxiao smiled: "No thanks, I haven't thanked your son for his appreciation of Xiaohu yet, you can rest assured your son, I will send Xiaohu to learn piano."

   Deng An staggered and fell forward——

  Inside the house.

  Master Zhang Qin came to visit Ling Yun.

   "Why are you like this again? Aren't you able to eat already? I knew you were lying to me!" Master Zhang handed over a glass of warm water.

  Ling Yun didn't speak.

  Master Zhang cleaned up his room, turned around and asked, "Where's your zither?"

   "Give it away." Ling Yun said lightly.

   Zhang Qinshi seemed to be struck by lightning: "What? That's Jiufeng! The number one zither in the world! You you you you you...who did you give it to? Don't tell me it's those three little guys!"

  Ling Yun was silent.

   "Really!" Zhang Qinshi gasped, "What do you think? That's Jiufeng!"

  Ling Yun had no strength, and lay lazily on the floor, turned his back to Master Zhang: "It's just a broken zither."

Master Zhang Qin was so angry that he fell on his back!

"You loser—"

  The following two words made him hold back!

   On the other side, Concubine Xian's natal family also found out the identities of Su Cheng's family overnight.

   It is not difficult to check this.

  Qin Canglan has made up his mind, he will not cover up the fake Qin Che, let alone let Su Cheng, Su Xiaoxiao and Su Ergou live in Tibet.

  The same is true for the Beihou Mansion of Zhenzhen, which openly admitted that the person who came to the mansion to treat Old Marquis was Old Marquis' granddaughter.

  If Su Xiaoxiao didn’t officially admit it, Old Marquis would have set up a hundred and eighty banquet tables, and the troupe would have sung for three days and three nights.

  Concubine Xian sat on a chair sleepily, listening to Liu Sande's detailed report.

  She yawned: "Again, what's the kid's name?"

   "Su Daya." Liu Sande said.

  Concubine Xian frowned in disgust: "Such an old-fashioned name, it sounds like a little hick. How does it look?"

  Liu Sande laughed dryly: "Uh...a little fat."

  Concubine Xian asked indifferently: "How fat is a little fat?"

  Liu Sande opened his arms and compared the size.

  Concubine Xian gasped and woke up from her doze: "How much can she eat?"

  Liu Sande smiled coyly: "It's a bit plump."

  Concubine Xian's eyes were full of disgust: "Plump? This is fat like a pig!"

  Liu Sande said: "No, not really, I heard that he looks pretty good..."

  Concubine Xian frowned: "How good-looking can you be if you are so fat! Do you believe what those servants say?"

  Liu Sande didn't dare to take the fight anymore.

  Concubine Xian said again: "Have you studied?"

  Liu Sande: "No."

  Concubine Xian: "Have you ever learned the piano?"

  Liu Sande: "Nor...never."

  Concubine Xian was anxious: "She must learn one of the six arts!"

Nanny Gui opened her mouth: "Mother, you grew up in the imperial city, and you can eat the people's harvest for a year with a single bite of bird's nest. I'm afraid you don't know that those people who work in the fields can't get enough food and clothing every day."

   She dared to say these words.

  Liu Sande didn't have the guts to say a fart.

   Concubine Xian died of grievance: "Ugly and without knowledge, how can I be worthy of my son?"

   Thinking of something, Concubine Xian said again, "Is your conduct finally correct?"

Liu Sande clenched his mouth.

  Concubine Xian said coldly: "Hurry up!"

  Liu Sande bit the bullet and said: "I heard...she is...a domineering female bully in the village."

  Concubine Xian: "...!!"

   Su Xiaoxiao: Today is the day want to rob tickets!