Chapter 227: Qiao Sheng Became a Fragrant Glutton

227. Chapter 227: Qiao Sheng Became a Fragrant Glutton

How could she have given birth to such an unfilial son!

Gao Shi said irritably, "Other families are other families; our family is our family. Besides, your older brother's days aren't as good as yours. What does it matter if I follow you? Do I eat a lot of you!"

Qiao Hushui, holding his mother, couldn't help getting a headache.

He didn't know what to say.

"Father, Mother is calling you!"

Qiao Sheng noticed and called out.

Qiao Hushui responded and hurried away.

Gao Shi thought Qiao Sheng was doing it on purpose: "You damned girl, you…"

Qiao Sheng stepped close, cut her off and said, "Try insulting me again; I don't want to deal with you in front of so many people, but I can handle you behind the scenes."

Gao Shi didn't dare to scold any more.

She had no doubt Qiao Sheng could do it.

Watching Gao Shi's eyes dart, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Qiao Sheng pointed at An Liu and the others, saying, "Did you see? A benefactor gave me these people; they all know martial arts, and they're quite good. If you dare to do anything today, see how I'll have them deal with you. Think about it: the elder aunt and the others don't like you much; if you become crippled, how will they treat you?"

Gao Shi was frightened and stepped back several paces.

Returning to her previous seat, regardless of what Bai Zhaodi and the others were saying, she no longer paid them any attention.

To be able to live peacefully.

She definitely didn't want to become crippled.

Qiao Sheng just did that, also because he didn't want any awkward incident to occur when raising the beam.

They had already moved some furniture into the new house today; the rest would be moved after the beam‑raising ceremony, and once everything was moved, they invited everyone to a lunch.

Xiao Shitou and the others didn't study today; they were all here, and it was their first time eating such a feast, which they found quite novel.

Na Lan Ruo Lan also liked it; she let Feng Qingyang pour her a drink.

"What kind of wine are you drinking…"

Feng Qingyang wouldn't let Na Lan Ruo Lan drink.

Na Lan Ruo Lan raised an eyebrow and said, "What, you all are ready to drink, and we can't?"

"I—I mean, I'm worried you'd feel unwell if you drank."

Feng Qingyang hurriedly said.

He ultimately couldn't argue with Na Lan Ruo Lan, and finally lifted the wine jug to pour her a cup.

Qiao Sheng sat at their table, drank a few cups with them, then went with Qiao Hushui and the others to toast everyone.

If it were in the past.

The villagers would definitely look down on Qiao Sheng.

Now.

Their family not only opened a shop, but also built two houses this big; everyone was impressed.

So.

Qiao Sheng and the others had just toasted the second table when the matchmaker Yang at their table spoke up: "Lianhua, you really are a capable young lady. My nephew is also quite capable and would be a good match for you. How about I have him come to see you tomorrow?"

"Your nephew, is he better than my nephew? Your nephew is as ugly as Zhang Laizi from the neighboring village, while my nephew looks like Pan An."

Matchmaker Li at the next table stood up.

A man in his thirties stepped forward and said, "Matchmaker's mouth, a lying ghost! You all exaggerate. Lianhua, look at my younger son; although he's three years younger than you, he's tall, and diligent."

Qiao Sheng: "…"

She became a fragrant glutton?

Na Lan Ruo Lan raised her hand, poked the Shi Qi beside her and said, "Look, see how many people have designs on Qiao Sheng; aren't you going to act quickly?"

"If he can succeed, it's all his fault!"

Feng Qingyang only felt that his own disciple was no match for Shi Lin.

Shi Qi said in a voice neither loud nor soft, "Master, I haven't even tried; how do you know I'm not capable?" (End of chapter)