Yang Cuiliu's face turned blue and white with anger, and the hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help trembling, she wanted to justify, but when she saw the man girl shaking her head at herself, she still held back.

"Big brother, you are so wronged, you are still cuckolded when you die, and you can't close your eyes under Jiuquan." Sun Lotus is distressed.

"It's the folks, you all come to see, my sister-in-law actually summoned the wild man home." Liu Qin shouted as he pulled the big mulberries.

Outside the door of Yang Cuiliu's house, it was crowded with people, and the originally low wall only reached people's chests, so the entire wall was full of people.

Susan munched on the chicken as if she hadn't heard.

"Little girl, aren't you worried?" Feng Tianche couldn't help asking.

"Don't worry, my sister has a way to clean them up, you can just watch the show." Susan replied.

"Oh, since you girl said so, then I'll wait."

Seeing that Su Man was not impressed at all, eating slowly, his eyes were a little more curious.

Seeing that Yang Cuiliu's family didn't speak, several women spoke even more energetically, and the words behind became more and more unpleasant.

Together with the cold face of the night, it became more and more ugly, gloomy as the bottom of the pot, and the whole body was instantly filled with a layer of anger.

"Need help?" Ye Tianhan asked.

Su Man shook his head: "No, the three of you came to the house as guests to let you see this kind of thing, it really polluted your ears, this meal is my invitation, no money." ”

"Dead girl, you have a conscience." Feng Tianche gulped the rice, and it looked like he had never eaten in eight lifetimes.

Ye Tianhan's face was indifferent and he didn't speak.

After Su Man finished eating the last bite of food, he put down his chopsticks and turned to look at the three people at the door: "Are you finished?" ”

"What kind of attitude do you have, Man, we are not worth it for Dalin." Sun Lotus said angrily.

The corners of Su Man's mouth hooked up with a touch of sarcasm: "Then what do you think you can do to be worthy of my father?" ”

"Of course, it's to take out the recipe for your pickles, this is the Su family, and it can't be cheap for outsiders." Liu Qin said it without thinking.

"Oh, it turned out to be for the recipe." Su Man sneered.

"How do you talk about it, Man, that recipe belongs to our Su family, even if Dalin is gone, you can't take it away." Old Lady Su said strongly.

Su Man got up and walked towards them, step by step, smiling like a flower.

But in the eyes of Sun Hehua and the three of them, the dazzling people couldn't tell what bad ideas this girl was holding, and the three of them subconsciously retreated.

Last time, they still remember the losses they suffered at Yang Cuiliu's house.

"Folks and neighbors, listen to it, the faces of these three old women of the Su family are simply thicker than the city wall, and they blatantly want to snatch my family's pickle recipe under the guise of my father, which is really unreasonable." Suman shouted.

The onlookers outside were not stupid, and they could see that they were here to rob other people's orphans and widows, and they immediately despised it.

"This recipe was originally our Dalin's, what qualifications do you have to say here." Old Lady Su glared angrily.

"Since you said that the recipe is my father's, if it is really my father's, then our family has not been developed for a long time over the years, and we still eat wild vegetables and drink river water every day." Suman asked rhetorically.

Old Mrs. Su was speechless for a moment, her face was extremely gloomy, and she trembled with anger.

"Maybe my sister-in-law hid it and took it out now?" Liu Qin said without giving up.