"She's already in her twenties. She's graduated from college, right? At this age, she got married early and even has children. Is this considered young?"
The one who whispered in agreement was a delicate and quiet-looking girl wearing an apricot long-sleeved dress and a khaki windbreaker.
I don’t know whether he has ulterior motives or is simply standing up for justice.
Wang Yanqiu laughed at him unceremoniously: "Country bumpkin, what you think is old, isn't it fifty or sixty years old?"
Wang Yanqiu uttered sarcastically and looked him up and down with disgust. The more he looked, the more he disliked him.
"It stinks. I don't know where it came from. It even smells like pig shit. Could it be that there are fleas or something on it?"
Han Feng's face suddenly turned red.
"My... my father is a butcher..."
His father is a butcher, and he usually helps with slaughtering pigs and selling pork, so he smells like pig manure.
But he takes a bath every day and has no fleas.
Han Feng wanted to explain, but the more anxious he was, the dumber he became, and he was sweating profusely.
Wang Yanqiu didn't expect that he had guessed it right, and he immediately burst into laughter: "Hahaha, he really is a butcher? No wonder he smells so poor."
Su Qiao looked at her expressionlessly.
Among the eleven people, four were women, and the other three all targeted her.
Among the men, except for the boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old and the tall man next to him who was timid and seemed to want to hide himself, the others didn't seem to be very friendly to her.
Oh, there was another one, that was Jun Ting who looked like an elite. He was looking at her with a little apology, but apart from the initial persuasion, he never said a word for her.
Host, this big idiot is your man, are you just going to watch him get bullied
Su Qiao: “…”
So, in this dimension, her man’s house has endless pork to eat
And she doesn't have to worry about eating meat
Looking at the man's hair that seemed to have been chewed by a dog, his face covered in mud, and the embarrassment on his face, Su Qiao sighed helplessly.
It seems that she is really a worrier!
After roughly sorting out his memory and roughly understanding the situation, Su Qiao clapped his hands and stood up.
She was about to speak, but Jun Ting had already grabbed Song Yaqin: "Yaqin, for my sake, can you stop making trouble?"
"And you guys, stop making trouble at this time."
As he spoke, he looked at Su Qiao with some apology, and said vaguely: "Xiao Qiao, I'm sorry, I didn't know she would misunderstand our relationship and implicate you. I apologize to you, and I will compensate you when I return."
"Misunderstand?"
"compensate?"
Su Qiao shook his handsome short hair, and the next second, he suddenly rushed forward and kicked.
"I misunderstood your sister!"
"Do you think I, Su Qiao, am so easy to scold? Do you think I, Su Qiao, am so easy to hit in the face?"
As she said that, she waved her hand and slapped Song Yaqin back with her backhand.
"What are you doing?"
"you… ?"
Neither Jun Ting nor Song Yaqin expected that Su Qiao would suddenly attack them, and at the same time.
The others' eyes widened and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
Su Qiao retreated arrogantly, put his hands on his waist, put one foot on the stone beside him, and stared at them with contempt and arrogance:
"I, Su Qiao, have always been vindictive, and I will always show respect to those who bully me."
After Jun Ting got up from the ground, he threw his suit to the ground angrily and stared at Su Qiao with a sinister look: "Are you crazy?"
This woman actually dared to hit him!
Su Qiao was not afraid at all, and sneered: "Oh, if I really go crazy, I will kill you directly."