After the two of them finished speaking, they saw the door to the main room open and Su Tang came out, "It's Brother Qiang and Brother Shun, come in quickly."
The man who came with Su Yongshun and the others heard the voices and looked up, and saw a beautiful little girl standing at the door of the main room. She wore a gray top with a black skirt and a pair of white velvet flowers on her double-ringed bun. The little girl stood cutely in the still cold wind of early winter, with a gentle smile on her face.
The two of them exchanged glances. Is this actually Su Tang, who was thrown down the Qingjiang River by her family to worship the river god? She already looks like a young girl from a wealthy family, and there is no trace of an ordinary peasant girl.
The two of them had not seen Su Tang for a long time, so they were surprised when they saw her. Su Yongqiang and Su Yongshun had often seen Su Tang, but they were not surprised. When they saw her, they both smiled and said, "Tang Ni'er!" "
Madam Zhang quickly opened the door to let them in. Su Tang invited them in, and then told Madam Zhang, "Bring some honey hawthorn here."
"Yes, miss!" Ms. Zhang saluted Su Tang and went to work in the kitchen.
Su Yongqiang and the others looked at Zhang in surprise when they heard Mrs. Zhang call Su Tang "Miss". However, when Su Tang invited them in, they had no time to ask more questions and followed them into the main hall.
"Sit down and wait for a while. Second Young Master Luo will be here soon." Su Tang also sat down and said to them with a smile.
Then he looked at the people brought over by Su Yongqiang and Su Yongshun, "These two are also from our Su family. I didn't go out in my previous home. After I adopted my father, I had to keep my filial piety and never go out. I don't know them."
Both of them are quite young, in their thirties or forties. When Su Tang said this, they quickly introduced themselves, "My name is Su Yongyong. Tang Nier can just call me Brother Yuan. After all, your father and I are cousins." Brother, I want to call your grandpa uncle."
Another person also introduced, "Aunt Tang, my name is Su Changle, and my father is Uncle Lao Shuan's cousin."
They are all members of the Su family, so they are all relatives. When Su Tang heard their introduction, he smiled, "Thanks to this opportunity, I can get to know the family members in detail. At my father's funeral, my brother and I just came from the river." After being fished out, everyone was dizzy. Although they had seen it before, they couldn't remember their names. It's great this time, they all know each other."
Hearing what Su Tang said, they also laughed. To be honest, a group of ordinary farmers were a little nervous when they came to sign the contract. But when they saw Su Tang was there, they became friendly after all, they were their own family, and they didn't So nervous.
While talking, Mrs. Zhang brought her daughter over to serve tea to them, and Su Tang also served them. "Last year, Xiaonuo picked a lot of hawthorns on the mountain. I saw that this thing was fresh, so I specially soaked it with honey. I didn't expect that it had been so long. It tastes very good when drunk with water, and several brothers and nephews have tried it."
The four people looked at the light red soup in the white porcelain tea bowl. It was very beautiful. They all picked it up and took a sip. The sweetness of honey mixed with the sourness of hawthorn was in their mouths. It was indeed a good taste.
However, when they saw Su Tang drinking this, they also sighed. It's not just the hawthorn, but this honey is a very valuable thing. Su Tang now takes it out to entertain people casually, and looking at his dress, he is indeed rich.
But they are not people who talk a lot. Su Tang's life is good, and there is no harm to the Su family. Moreover, those who came today are not those with bad character, so I just sigh in my heart, not much. idea.
And if Su Tang hadn't had a good life, he wouldn't have gotten involved with the Luo family, allowing relatives like them to make money along the way. How could he be so grateful that he could blame others for their good life.
(End of chapter)