Qingyang was very hardworking. Even though his legs were trembling and the back of his clothes were wet after training, he never complained.
Therefore, Uncle Ya taught more seriously.
For the sake of the little guy's health, Su Qiao would harass Su Weixue from time to time and extort some nutritious food from her.
Su Weixue was so angry that her facial features were distorted and her nails were broken several times, but she could do nothing about Su Qiao, who was elusive and always found her when she was eating.
After three or four days of this, Qingyang gradually came out of the pain and confusion of losing his loved ones. He became much more energetic and a smile appeared on his face again.
What makes Su Qiao happy is that Zhao Jingting has remained sober these days.
Although he would stare at her with a resentful look from time to time, hoping to make her soften her heart and give him a pill containing alcohol.
Every time this happened, Su Qiao pretended not to see it and directly stuffed the pills he developed into his mouth and told him to shut up.
That day, Su Qiao was about to go to the woods to find Su Weixue who was stealing food, but as soon as he stood up, Zhao Jingting suddenly walked in and forced him to the bamboo table.
He lifted the long hair that fell to his ears in a self-assured manner, his thin lips slightly raised and his eyes gleaming with evil.
"My dear, since I have helped you bury your father, from now on, you belong to me."
Su Qiao had no expression on his face.
She finally has a few days of peace and quiet, and now she has to go back to work
What is it this time
A rogue, a scoundrel, or a dandy
Zhao Jingting stretched out a finger to lift Su Qiao's chin, and gently scratched her cheek with his fingertips:
"Oh, this little face is so tender, and the look in her eyes can capture my heart."
Su Qiao slapped his hand down and gave him a blank stare without any hesitation: "Is there something wrong with your brain?"
She was clearly glaring at him, so where did that seductive look come from
"Also, when did you help me bury my father?"
Where did this ghost story come from
Zhao Jingting curled the corners of his mouth and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Is this little girl not going to admit it
"You sold yourself to bury your father, and I paid thirty taels of silver. Isn't that considered a good burial?"
"Could it be that you are dissatisfied with my small contribution and that I didn't give your father a grand funeral?"
Hahahaha, selling herself to bury her father, it really makes me laugh to death. I need to think carefully about what is going on this time.
444 laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.
Thinking about how they had just helped Xiao Qingyang bury his grandma a few days ago, 444 suddenly had an idea: Oh, I see. Could it be that the death of Grandma Deng suddenly inspired this drama
444 felt that it was the truth.
"You must be dreaming. My father was just buried in a grave. There's not even a tombstone. Where did I get thirty taels of silver to give him a grand funeral?"
No matter how he provoked her, Su Qiao was not going to admit it.
The character who sells himself to bury his father is really a bit disgusting to think about.
If she really reached the end of her rope, she would probably go directly to a wealthy man to get money.
"Absolutely impossible. I have already instructed my subordinates to help you bury your father properly."
The smile on Zhao Jingting's face suddenly disappeared, and became gloomy and terrifying.
The speed of his face changing is comparable to that of a face-changing master somewhere.
"This is ridiculous. The people below must be perfunctory and ignored my words. Don't worry, I will not let them off easily."
Su Qiao not only had a headache, but also pain in his heart, liver and lungs.
Where do the 'people below' come from
Isn’t he just a mute old man
Is he going to punish the mute uncle later