Chapter 92 The Jin Dynasty beats the king

She can understand it however she wants, anyway, he just wants to give it.

"Where did you get the money?" Su Qingyuan was more concerned about this point.

This man could easily take out five hundred taels, so why did he look like he couldn't even afford to eat before?

"The way you came is normal, not illegal, you can use it." Yan Nancen said.

But looking at Su Qingyuan's appearance, she didn't seem to like the five hundred taels of silver notes in her hand and didn't care.

"The weather is cold, you can make two cotton-padded jackets." Yan Nancen saw that she was still wearing thin autumn clothes, and was afraid that this person would save money and not buy them.

But he was wrong. The reason why Su Qingyuan wore less clothes was not to save money, nor to resist the cold.

Instead, she wore a close-fitting thermal jacket, made of cashmere, so she wasn't cold at all.

"I do not need."

"If I give it to you, take it. If you don't take it, I'll beat you."

She, Su Qingyuan, was threatened with beatings whenever she disagreed. Was she, Su Qingyuan, the one who was beaten up? The original owner was, but she was not.

"Why do you let a few children suffer in Wanyang Village when you have so much money? I really don't understand."

Yan Nancen didn't know what he thought of and didn't say anything.

As soon as Su Qingyuan was mentioned, she couldn't stop, "You shout and kill all day long. If you're not talking about me, you're talking about beating people. Why don't you become a bandit?"

As Su Qingyuan spoke, she folded up the money and put it in her chest. She suddenly thought that if this man had money, he would leave more for his children. When she leaves, they can live smoothly.

Although after getting along with each other for this period of time, she felt that except for some minor problems, this man was actually okay, but if this man found someone like Mei Niang.

Wouldn’t it be doomed for a few children?

Yan Nancen wanted to say that if he became a bandit, then there would probably be no bandits on this mountain. His name would be feared in these bandit dens.

But these things are not things that can be told to her now.

Before Yan Nancen could say anything, Su Qingyuan muttered again, "Don't just open your mouth and keep fighting. You are not the king of fighting in the Jin Dynasty."

Northwest Hammer King: I feel offended.

On this day, Yan Nancen was resting in the courtyard, and Su Qingyuan was preparing to make baked buns. She was extremely virtuous in her white apron.

Yan Nancen looked hard to get close to, but his eyes were always looking at the busy figure. Su Qingyuan liked to work and eat, and was very patient as long as she thought of something to eat.

From time to time, Yan Nancen guided Yu Lang in how to wield the small wooden sword.

Anyway, the atmosphere is great.

Until there was a knock on the door, Su Qingyuan called from the kitchen, "Yu Lang, go see who is here."

After saying that, he held the big bun in his hand and walked out, "Gu Yan, when the buns are ready, give some to brother."

Gu Yan knew that his eldest brother especially liked eating the big buns made by his mother. Don't think that he didn't know it unless he said it. He could see it. In the past, he could eat several of the big buns made by his mother every time.

"Qingyuan, do you really live here?" A female voice sounded, and Su Qingyuan looked outside in confusion.

It turned out to be Su Dongling. Su Qingyuan was puzzled, how did this person know that she lived here?

It had not been long since she moved to the town, and she didn't go out often. She only went to Qingyun Mountain occasionally, so she was surprised to see Su Dongling coming.

Su Qingyuan's hands were still stained with flour, and she stood there in a daze.

"Winter Spirit, why is it you?"

Su Dongling stepped in without being shy at all, "I heard from Hui Niang that you live in Linjia Lane, but I didn't expect it to be true. I also passed by today and came to give it a try."

Su Qingyuan thought to herself that she was careless and should have warned Hui Niang.

Su Dongling looked at Yan Nancen sitting in the courtyard, leaned over slightly and said, "Yan Guanren is here too."

Then the familiar person came to hold Su Qingyuan's hand. Su Qingyuan didn't like this kind of familiarity for no reason, because they didn't have any contact, so pretending to be familiar would really make people speechless.

She raised her hand to avoid Su Dongling's approach, "Sorry, my hands are full of flour, please don't get it on you."

Su Dongling may prefer pink, so she seems to be wearing pink every time she sees her. She took back her hand and said, "Qingyuan, if my father knew that you moved to this town, he would be very happy."

Su Qingyuan smiled with embarrassment. Su Dongling seemed to be more familiar with her, "We just came here, so..."

"You sit down first, I'll go cook." Su Qingyuan turned around and hurried into the kitchen without giving her a chance to continue talking.

"Why did Yanguan people think of moving to the town?" Su Dongling looked at Yan Nancen and asked.

"It's nothing, she came when she wanted to." This sentence can be understood in two ways. She wanted to come because Su Qingyuan wanted to leave the Yan family and come to the town.

They came because they were forced by the situation, so they came.

But what Su Dongling understood was the literal meaning. Su Qingyuan wanted to come to the town, so she moved her family here.

She secretly looked at the man sitting at the table, "Yan Guanren, my home is in Chunliu Lane in front. If you need anything, just go find me."

Yan Nancen spoke at the sub-zero temperature, "Don't bother Miss Su."

Su Dongling quickly said, "No trouble, no trouble. My father has been talking about Qing Yuan all the time. Now that you have moved to the town, you should interact more in the future. After all, we are a family."

Yan Nancen sneered at the last few words, "Family? I didn't see that she was regarded as a family by the Su family."

These words made Su Dongling choke and couldn't find the words to answer. Indeed, the second uncle's family had treated Su Qingyuan too badly before.

She probably knew something from Su Xiaorong. Anyway, Su Qingyuan had a hard time in the Su family. She felt that Su Qingyuan was so pitiful. His father and mother were dead, and he still had to work as a cow in the Su family for more than ten years.

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If it hadn't been bought by the Yan family, he might have been killed by Su Laoer's family long ago.

Yan Nancen didn't want to talk to her, or maybe unless he had something to do, Su Qingyuan was the only woman who talked the most without feeling disgusted.

That was the case every time Su Qingyuan kept talking and Yan Nancen occasionally agreed.

Yan Nancen was holding the table with some difficulty as he prepared to stand up. Su Dongling noticed something was wrong, "Is Yan Guanren injured? I'm supporting you."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand towards Yan Nancen.

Yan Nancen was also quick and stood up immediately. His movements were too fast and his wounds hurt a little.

"No need."

"Madam, Madam." Yan Nancen shouted towards the kitchen.

Su Qingyuan came out of the kitchen with a frown and asked, "Who are you calling?"

Yan Nancen said to himself, "Help me go in."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand towards Su Qingyuan.

Su Qingyuan was still wondering if this person was insane? Why did he suddenly call me "Mother"? There must be something wrong with him.

But due to Su Dongling's presence, she couldn't let Su Dongling know too much, so she stepped forward resignedly, put his hand on her shoulder, and helped him up with the other hand to avoid the injury on her back.

Yan Nancen was very satisfied with Su Qingyuan's supporting action. At first, he thought it was just a support, but he didn't expect it to be such support.
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