Su Qiao's expression was cold. "Don't even think about it. This is the money Xiao Jingsheng and I are going to save for college."
Besides, what does it have to do with me if you don't have meat for the banquet? Didn't you know you could slaughter that fat pig of yours?
They couldn't bear to slaughter their own pig and only knew how to take advantage of others. That was the tradition of the Old Su Family.
Old Lady Su spat hard onto the ground. "Bullshit! The pig at home is only a little over a hundred pounds. How can we slaughter it?
"Besides, I'm saving it for the New Year. If we kill it now, what will our whole family eat during the New Year? Are we supposed to drink the northwest wind?"
Su Youqing hurriedly chimed in. "Qiao'er, your grandma's right. That pig is too small. We can't kill it."
"You still have several months before you start college. There's plenty of time to save the money slowly. Maybe you'll drag two more wild boars back tomorrow?
"Just give Dad one of them to hold the banquet, all right?"
Su Qiao's understanding of shamelessness had been completely rewritten.
If there hadn't been so many villagers watching, and if Xiao Jingsheng hadn't been tightly tugging at the hem of her clothes, she would have gone over and knocked this shameless mother and son flat with two punches.
Seeing Old Lady Su and her son becoming more and more outrageous, Xiao Jingsheng swung a hatchet into the wooden post beside him. He glared fiercely at them. "Let me see who the hell dares to take my wild boar."
His ferocious gaze and bandit-like aura made Old Lady Su and Su Youqing swallow nervously and retreat a step.
Only then