Because it was a bit far from the suburbs, the two hired a carriage.

The new house in Sufu has not yet been built, and only two independent small buildings have been built for the master and servants to live in.

Hearing that the unobtrusive son had finally returned, Su Xun rushed out with a feather duster.

He didn't say a word, he was beaten up, "Stinky boy, even your sister is not at home when she gets married, and you have been gone for a few months, and there is no news left, do you know that Lao Tzu almost died, no, do you actually wish Lao Tzu would have died, and then inherit Lao Tzu's legacy!?" ”

When the feather dust hits the body, it is naturally sour and painful.

Su Zimiao screamed while hiding, "Dad, how dare I hope you die, I have a hard time, don't fight, listen to me explain to you!" ”

"Explain a fart, if I don't beat you again, next time you'll go to heaven!"

"Huh~"

"Where did you learn the sissy language, Lao Tzu beat you to death!"

“……”

Feng Wanyue sat in the carriage and watched the show.

She wiped the apple she brought out of the palace with a handkerchief, crunched it, and kindly reminded, "Master Su, don't beat him to death, otherwise there will be no one to inherit the inheritance." ”

Su family father and son, "......"

Su Xun put down the feather duster, and came up excitedly before he had time to catch his breath, "Master, why are you here?" You see that as soon as you appeared, the entire Su Mansion suddenly flourished! ”

"The Su kid brought me here."

"Oh...... Yes? ”

Anyway, I won't be able to explain it for a while.

Su Zimiao pursed his lips and muttered, "Dad, let's go in and say, don't you shout loudly outside, don't you lose face when people see me?" ”

"Stinky boy!" Su Xun turned his head and scolded again, "Before the master went in, you dared to cut off your feet and feed the pigs before you dared to go first!" ”

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded from behind.

I saw the little second brother of Le'an Restaurant stopping in a small carriage.

As soon as he saw Su Xun, he was so excited that he was incoherent, "Villain...... The villain is here to send the mandarin duck pot to the young master and the young lady, and you look really good in spirit, big lord. ”

Su Zimiao was afraid that his father would ask more, so he hurriedly took out a silver ingot, "Put the things down, someone will come to pick them up later, you can go." ”

"Hey, thank you young master, you will come often in the future!"

The three of them were standing outside and talking, which was indeed unruly.

Su Xun greeted Feng Wanyue into the mansion and said, "There is a family in the house, since the opening of the Le'an Restaurant, he has been going to eat a mandarin duck pot every day, I don't know what kind of delicacies from the mountains and seas, haha!" ”

"Is that guy still alive?"

Feng Wanyue smiled, "It should be dead." ”

Sure enough, a family member ran over in a panic, "Something happened to the master, little ...... Little Liu, he's dead! ”

As the saying goes: eat a trench and grow a wisdom.

After all, he had experienced it himself, and it was not difficult for Su Xun to guess that eighty percent of it was related to sneakiness.

He grimaced, "Master, didn't you say that this is a treasure of feng shui, how can this kind of thing happen?" ”

"It's not your family, and it's not just a ghost."

Hearing this, the actions of the Su family's father and son were the same.

They both felt that their legs were weak, so they could only hug each other to keep warm.

Feng Wanyue put the bracelet she was holding in her hand on her wrist, looked at the family in front of her, and said, "You take me to see Xiaoliu's corpse first." ”

“…… Hey, Master, please come with the little one. ”

Although I don't know what the origin of this little girl is, it's always right to learn to call the master.