He glared at them with a dark expression. "Why aren't you scram already? Are you all waiting to get hauled off to the station and thrown in jail?"
How could the Su Family stay any longer?
One by one, they tucked their tails between their legs and left.
Even Su Baozhu, who had been hiding behind the villagers, and Su Yaozu, who had been watching Su Qiao worriedly the whole time, left as well.
After making such a scene, the Su Family no longer dared come knocking, nor did they dare mention anything about Su Qiao returning to the Su Family.
They merely made a few sarcastic remarks whenever they saw Su Qiao.
Su Qiao pretended not to hear them and ignored them outright.
Of course, that was a story for later.
After the crowd dispersed, Su Qiao comforted Xiao Aimin and his wife for a while before carrying her schoolbag over to Gao Jinghui's house next door.
She wasn't there to review her textbooks. She had come purely to supervise Gao Jinghui's studies.
That fellow hated going to school. Without someone keeping an eye on him, he would never open a book or do his exercises on his own.
The moment she entered the main room, Gao Jinghui stuffed a roasted sweet potato into her hands.
"Don't you like roasted sweet potatoes? I roasted it this morning, and it's still warm. It's just right to eat now."
"Have you eaten?"
Su Qiao really did love sweet potatoes. She set her schoolbag on the table, sat down beside it, and began peeling the skin.
"I don't like these."
Even just watching her eat made Gao Jinghui quite happy.
Thinking of the commotion the Su Family had caused earlier, he coughed twice. "Ahem, are you cold right now?"
"Not cold. I'm