Chapter Forty-eight: Coming to Offer Congratulations

  "I know I've wronged Fang'er, so now that I'm back, I want to make it up to her." Zhang Yun Song stood there with a remorseful expression, seeming utterly sincere.

  "We don't need your compensation, just leave." Yu Xiaoxi glared at him furiously, as if wanting to glare a few holes into his body.

  "Sister, Su Bing's kitchen is short-handed, go and help out." Yu Xiaohe walked over with a smile. Today, Su Bing's parents were also here, if the sister was too strong-willed, she might give them a bad impression. After sending Yu Xiaoxi away, he looked at Zhang Yuncong and said: "Yuncong, on an occasion like today, it's really not suitable for your family to appear here. You're a scholar after all, how could you not notice?"

  Zhang Yun Song glanced in Su Xiao Fan's direction, then softly replied: "I had previously known that Fan Er's family had a new brother, and I was thinking of coming over to congratulate them. Today, when we arrived at your village, I just found out that today is actually her brother's full moon banquet. Since my parents and I have already come, we'll take the opportunity to offer our congratulations. Moreover, even if we can't become husband and wife, the Su family has always been kind to us, so it's only right that we come to congratulate them."

  Yu Xiaohe's smile on his face faded away, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes: "So you still remember that they have a favor to your family, I thought you had all forgotten about it long ago?"

  "A drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring. How could I, Yun Song, dare to forget?" Zhang Yun Song humbly lowered his head.

  "What a way to repay kindness, is this how you return the favor?" Yu Xiaohua, who had always been gentle and calm, felt an overwhelming urge to scold Zhang Yuncong, who was standing in front of her with an extremely hypocritical expression.

  Yun Song had many unspoken difficulties when he first entered Beijing as an official...

  Zhang Yun-song's words were tactful, and those who listened almost believed that he really had difficulties.

  But his eyes, however, looked at Su Xiaofan with an ambiguous meaning, trying to see through her thoughts. It was said that after she was rescued and brought back, her temperament had changed greatly from before, and she was no longer the weak and obscure Su Xiaofan of the past.

  If she was still the same as before, he would have had enough confidence to easily shut her up.

  It seems rather difficult nowadays.

  However, since she hasn't told anyone about what happened that day for so long, she probably won't casually go and tell others either. But if she doesn't keep her mouth shut, she will never be able to rest easy herself.

  Xiao Yi Mo stood in front of Su Xiao Fan, originally wanting to block Zhang Yun Song's line of sight, but after standing there, he suddenly realized that with his current height, what could he even block?

  Realizing this, he hung his small head in extreme depression and stared at the floor with hatred.

  "What's wrong?" Su Xiao Fan sensed the melancholy aura emanating from him and asked with concern.

  At such a young age, is she really so mature?

  Did you feel unhappy when you saw Zhang Yun Song coming?

  "Hmph!" The depression dispersed, Xiao Yimeng's head hung low, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light, and he could sense that those few bastards were definitely secretly mocking him again.

  Su Xiaofan smiled inexplicably and then took off the apron tied around her waist, putting it in the kitchen before walking into the courtyard: "Aunt Tang, you go sit down, Su Bing and the others will be serving food soon."

  Yu Xiaohuo looked at Su Xiaofan, pulled her a few steps away and whispered in her ear: "Xiaofan, it's better for them to leave as soon as possible."

  "Ah, Auntie, you take a seat. I have some sense of propriety." Su Xiao Fan smiled lightly and pulled her down to sit beside Su Hu.

  Su Hu reached out and pressed down on Yu Xiaohe, who was still trying to get up, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry."

  Yu Xiaohe finally sat down steadily and turned her head to look in Su Xiaofan's direction.

  "Honest people don't speak in riddles, if there's something on your mind, just say it." Su Xiaofan stood at the entrance of the courtyard and asked loudly. Even though he was worried that he might resort to some underhanded tactics, but here in this open space, the one who should be afraid is him, not himself.

  The reason I didn't tell anyone about what happened that day is because of myself.

  One reason is that after all it was something that happened before I crossed over, although I did feel some injustice for her who had passed away.

  Secondly, the top priority at present is to earn more money, so that this poor and struggling family can gradually move towards a well-off life.

  As the saying goes, money can make a ghost grind, and if I have money in the future, I'll think of ways to avenge Su Xiaofan's death.

  A gentleman takes ten years to avenge himself and it is still not too late, let alone having the confidence that he will absolutely not use up ten years of time, and he will have avenged her.

  "There's nothing much, just wanted to come over and take a look at you guys, and congratulate you on the way." Zhang Yun Song was originally handsome, and now with that set of fine clothes, he looked even more radiant and elegant.

  Su Xiaofan calmly faced him, the warm smile at the corner of his lips like a spring sun, and sighed helplessly. Would the former Su Xiaofan have been deceived by this fake side of his?

  The hem of her dress was pulled from behind.

  Su Xiaofan slowly turned around, facing a displeased Xiao Yimiao, then pulled his hand and turned to Zhang Yuncong with a calm tone: "Since you're here to congratulate us, come on in and take a seat."

  After finishing speaking, he held Xiao Yimeng's hand and sat down at the table where Xiao Changfu and others were.

  Yè shì sat opposite her, furrowed his brow worriedly: "Fán ér, you can drive them away."

  "Grandma, it's better to have one less thing to worry about. We're just eating a meal, and once we're done, they'll naturally leave on their own. There's no need for us to rush them out." Su Xiaofan settled Xiao Yimeng in place before getting up again and entering the kitchen to help the three people there serve dishes.

  Zhang Yun Song's body stiffened slightly, and he stood still for a moment at the gate of the courtyard before lifting his feet to head in the direction of his parents.

  Yesterday, I was still thrilled that she might still like me as before, but now her cold gaze towards me is like looking at a stranger, and I feel inexplicably lost. Why is this?

  "If you want to laugh, just laugh." Xiao Yimeng's eyes were slightly narrowed as he glanced at Xiao Yuanfeng, who seemed to be struggling to hold back his laughter, with a twisted expression that looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

  "Hmm..." Xiao Yuanfeng raised his hand to cover his mouth and asked unclearly: "Can I really laugh?"

  "Nature, isn't that your freedom?" Xiao Yimeng faintly withdrew his gaze, staring at the increasingly abundant dishes on the table.

  "Hahaha... I really want to see the reaction of the people in the valley if they knew what you look like now." Xiaoyuan Feng finally burst out with an uncontrollable exaggerated laughter after holding it back for too long.

  Xiao Yuanqiu turned his head and took a look at Xiao Yimò, after seeing his completely expressionless face, the corners of his eyebrows jumped uncontrollably for a few times. Then he stretched out his hand to pull Xiao Yuancheng's sleeve, lowering his voice to say: "Younger brother, stop while you still can."

  Xiao Yuanfeng was laughing so hard that he didn't hear what he said at all, and a moment ago, he was rolling around on the ground, holding his belly in laughter.

  Xiao Yimozhuan stood up and slowly walked to Xiao Changfu's back, whispered something in his ear, then returned to sit down.

  After feeling a chilling gaze coming from the direction of Xiao Changfu, she suddenly stopped whispering and looked over with trepidation.

  Xiao Changfu leisurely stroked his beard, with an extremely kind and gentle smile in his eyes.

  Xiao Yuanfeng swallowed hard, turned his head and looked at Xiao Yimò with a remorseful face, saying regretfully: "I was wrong, let Fu Shu spare me this time?"

  "It takes experience to have a good memory." Xiao Yimeng lowered his head and played with the chopsticks, his voice light.

  Experience?

  Xiao Yuanfeng slowly turned his head towards Xiao Changfu.

  Xiao Changfu held up his wine cup, and the warmth in his eyes became even more intense: "Tomorrow, first escort Miss Yuqiong back to the valley."

  "Hmm..." Xiao Yuanfeng let out a heavy sigh after hearing that. Although sending Xiao Yuzhen back was also troublesome, that young lady was not easy to serve, but compared to the consequences of making Xiao Yimao angry in the past, it was simply a small matter.

  "Then go to your master's forest and stay for half a month, I will write a letter this afternoon and send it to your master first." Xiao Changfu only spoke the second half of the sentence after seeing his relaxed expression.

  Xiao Yuanfeng's face suddenly changed, as if a fish bone was stuck in his throat, and his trembling lips opened and closed repeatedly, but not a single word came out.

  Digression

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