"Humph, whoever took your money, take it back. If you dare to blackmail me again, I will make you pay for it."
Wang Guihua sat on a wooden stool beside the millstone and started to act like a spoiled child. "I don't care. If you can't pay us back, you have to be my son's wife and continue the Hu family line."
I thought they would really let you go as long as you gave them money, but it turns out they were just trying to force you to surrender!
This family is quite amazing. Even though the host is so fierce, they haven't given up yet.
Su Qiao glared at her fiercely, "You want to be beaten too, don't you?"
"With your short stature, thighs thicker than elephant legs, and waist longer than your height, you are a useless son who only knows how to eat. Why would you marry a wife? You might as well try to have a second child while you still have some time."
"Oh, it's probably difficult for a woman to get pregnant at your age. It would be better for your man to spend some money to marry a young wife. The chances of getting pregnant are much greater this way."
"How about it? My suggestion is great, right? Do you want me to help you find a suitable partner?"
Wang Guizhi was so angry that she almost fell off the wooden stool. She pointed at her and was speechless: "You, you, you... Is this what you said? What era is it now? It's not the old society anymore. How can you marry a concubine?"
"Why not?" Su Qiao crossed his arms across his chest, and suddenly felt that his suggestion was quite good.
"Anyway, this place is far away and nobody can control it. No one can control it. As long as you are willing, isn't it okay?"
As she said this, she deliberately thought about it carefully, "I think there are still a few widows in the village. How about I help you to make some connections?"
"You, you, you, shut up!" Wang Guizhi was almost mad with anger, and her chest heaving.
"You little bitch, I'm telling you this. If you don't pay me back, you'll have to work hard for me and be my son's wife and give birth to his children."
"roll!"
Su Qiao casually pulled out a knife from behind Lin's waist, waved it in her direction, and threatened with gritted teeth:
"If you dare to mention this again to disgust me, I will cut your big mouth open with a knife so that it will never be able to speak again."
"Also, hurry up and cook. It's getting dark and I'm starving."
Looking at the scimitar waving wildly in her hand, Wang Guizhi's momentum suddenly weakened.
However, thinking that this little girl would always want to eat meat, she still steeled herself and said, "If you want to do it, do it yourself."
Instead of being a good daughter-in-law of the Hu family, she wants this old woman to cook for her
No way.
Besides, when a new bride comes home, she should serve her mother-in-law. Why is it that in her case, she, the mother-in-law, has to serve her
"I can't." Su Qiao didn't look embarrassed at all.
Wang Guizhi's eyes widened: "You can't even cook? Are you still a woman?"
Su Qiao gave her a nonchalant look and said, "Why do women have to cook? There are plenty of women out there who can't cook, and they live just fine."
"Of course, this is mainly because she is capable, or she has a good man with plenty of money. She only needs to hire two nannies and she doesn't have to do any work."
Turning around and seeing Hu Dalong sneaking up to the door, she sneered disdainfully: "Now do you know why you can't get married? Because you are a loser, you are useless, you can't make money, and you can't afford a wife, so you deserve to be single for the rest of your life."