I won't panic if my house is confiscated and exiled. I'll wipe out all the enemy's tr

On the first night out of the city, they stayed in Shiliting. Su Huan remembered that the next day they stayed in the wilderness and set up a tent casually.

Now he was taken to a place similar to an inn, which surprised Su Huan.

Li Qingsong, the leader of the official mission, only shouted from the front, "Everyone is waiting here."

Then he rode away.

Su Huan entered the space on the pretext of going to the latrine and looked at the map.

Liumao ran over in a hurry, shovel, what happened?

Su Huan was a little confused, "Why is it different?"

Liumao: Different? What's the difference?

"Why didn't you stop? What are you waiting for?" Su Huan looked at Liu Mao thoughtfully.

Liu Mao's little black face looked confused: Not leaving? That’s not good, let’s move the warehouse! Let me tell you, the prince's house smells of money everywhere...

After studying the map, the confusion was not solved. When Su Huan returned to the room, he saw Mrs. Shen looking through Mrs. Su's baggage!

Her eyes flashed and she walked over immediately, "What are you doing?"

Mrs. Shen turned to look at her, slowly put down the baggage in her hand, and said matter-of-factly, "What about helping the old lady find some clothes? I can't move this baggage?"

"Of course you can't touch it! My aunt gave this to my grandmother. Hasn't Madam already drawn a clear line with my aunt?"

Mrs. Shen blinked and wanted to refute, but she did declare in the house that she had nothing to do with Su Changxi when she married the farmer. It was too embarrassing for the Su family.

But looking at Su Huan's straight-backed attitude when talking to her, she felt really unhappy. When was it her turn to boss him around?

"What did you call me? I am your mother!" Ms. Shen glared.

"Mother? Huh!" Su Huan smiled coldly and was about to speak...

"Xiuhe!? Are you Xiuhe?" Mrs. Su suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Shen for a moment.

Mrs. Shen choked, "No...I am the mistress."

Who is the short-lived ghost Zhao Xiuhe? How frustrating, this old fool!

"Mistress? Who is mistress? Didn't you say you are Liu Yatou's mother? Then aren't you Zhao Xiuhe?" Mrs. Su looked stunned.

"Oh...I'm not Zhao Xiuhe! Zhao Xiuhe has been dead a long time ago!" Shen was so angry that she couldn't explain clearly to this confused old lady, and she would add to the trouble in vain. She turned around and walked out of the broken house angrily.

Su Huan turned back to look at Mrs. Su, "Grandma, you..."

"Dead? Dead? Hiss... no?" the old lady frowned and muttered to herself.

Su Huan shook his head helplessly.

She packed her baggage, took out the water bag from it, and changed her consciousness to spiritual spring water, "Grandma, don't think about it, just drink water."

"Oh." Old Mrs. Su came to her senses, took it and took a sip, "It tastes good."

Su Huan pursed her lips. She also added some nutritional medicine to the spiritual spring water.

Replenish physical strength and enhance immunity.

"are you hungry?"

"When you ask, I feel a little hungry."

"Let's go urinate first, wash our hands, and then come back and eat, okay?"

"Okay." Mrs. Su was stunned and was led by Su Huan.

Mrs. Shen handed the steamed buns in the bag to Suning and then to Su Changzhou. She looked at Su Xie who was having dinner with her daughter-in-law and didn't say anything.

Seeing Su Huan leading the old lady out, she covered the bag.

Su Changzhou was lying on his back and didn't see her move, but Su Huan could see it clearly.

Pretend not to see.

"My lord, my grandmother needs to poop!"

The Shen family almost choked to death from her voice.

"Cough cough cough..."

Suning quickly handed the water bag to Shen.

Shen turned away in disgust, took a sip, and then another sip.

Su Changzhou lay on the stool and glared at Su Huan displeasedly, feeling like he couldn't even eat the steamed bun in his hand.

"Vulgar! Uncultured!"

Education?

Su Huan glanced at the white-faced steamed buns in Su Changzhou's hand. Shen must have looked through Old Mrs. Su's baggage to see if there was anything valuable!

I guess I also saw the thick flour cake. These people were well-educated. They left their mothers aside and ate the white flour buns themselves.

"Go over there, go over there!" The official waved his hand impatiently and pointed in the direction.

Su Huan looked over and saw a small bush, which was quite lush.

It is estimated that in the eyes of this official, this demented old lady and a thin little girl like her cannot run away.

Su Huan didn't want to run away at all. It would be so boring to run away!

She died so tragically in her previous life, and in this life she wanted to take a good look at the miserable fate of these people.

"okay!"

"Xiao Liu! What nonsense are you talking about? Then call me Gong!" Mrs. Su smiled innocently and almost nodded towards the official.

The officer looked away in disgust, "Stay away!"

Su Huan suppressed a laugh.

"Mother...should we leave it to grandma..." Suning tried to speak.

"Didn't you say that there is dry food in her bag?" Su Changzhou looked at Shen.

Mrs. Shen nodded, "Yes, it's filled with stuffing."

Su Changzhou didn't say anything, just lowered his head and continued eating.

Mrs. Shen lied. With just a few white flour buns and so many mouths, she could just feed her children alone in the house. No one would care or see them, but it was different now. There were so many pairs of eyes staring at them. Mrs. Su, do you want to give it to Liu Yatou?

If you give it to Liu Yatou, what will you do if the Liu family and the Sun family come over?

So she could only imply that Mrs. Su's food was better than theirs.

Su Huan led the old lady behind the bushes and directly into the space kitchen.

Old Mrs. Su was stunned, looked around, and asked blankly, "Eh? What's wrong with this Gongfang..."

"This is not the wedding room. If grandma wants to go, I will take you there later." Su Huan said, turning on the faucet and putting her hands under the water, "Wash your hands first."

Old Mrs. Su shrank her hands in fright, "This, hot water?"

She looked around the table and asked, "Does this faucet still produce hot water?"

Su Huan was startled, "Grandma, you still know about dragon heads!"

Su Mansion doesn’t have such a thing.

The name and origin originated from the royal family.

It would not be surprising if my grandmother once entered the palace.

"Yeah." Old Mrs. Su smiled and nodded, "I think I've seen something like this that can produce water somewhere, but it's not hot water. Where have I seen it..."

Su Huan handed Mrs. Su a hot meat bun, "If you can't remember it, forget about it. Just eat the bun."

"Baozi?" Old Mrs. Su looked at the bun in her hand happily.

"Grandma said she wanted to eat steamed buns..." Su Huan said, picked up one and took a bite, looking at her with a smile.

Mrs. Su was also hungry and started eating directly.

Satisfied like a child, "It's delicious."

Su Huan agreed very much, "It's quite delicious."

The chef in the Prince's Mansion is really good at cooking.

It didn't take long to eat two buns. Su Huan quickly helped Old Mrs. Su back.