"She is already in her twenties. She has graduated from college, right? She is so old. She got married earlier and even has children. Isn't she still young?"
The person who whispered in agreement was a girl with a delicate and quiet appearance who was wearing an apricot long-sleeved dress and a khaki windbreaker.
I don't know if it's because of ulterior motives or simply to avenge an injustice.
Wang Yanqiu mocked unceremoniously. "Country bumpkin, you think you are old, maybe you are fifty or sixty, right?"
Wang Yanqiu said sarcastically, looking at him up and down with disgust, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt displeased.
"It really stinks. I don't know where it came from. It smells like pig feces. Could it be that there are fleas on your body?"
Han Feng's face suddenly turned red.
"I... my dad is a pig butcher..."
His father is a pig butcher, and he also helps kill pigs and sell pork on weekdays, so he smells like pig feces.
But he bathes every day and has no fleas on his body.
Han Feng wanted to explain, but the more hurried he became, the more stupid he became. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.
Wang Yanqiu didn't expect that he was right, so he burst out laughing, "Hahaha, is he really a pig killer? No wonder he smells sour and poor."
Su Qiao looked at her expressionlessly.
Among the eleven people, four were women, and the other three all targeted her.
Among the men, except for the little boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, and the tall man beside him who shrank as if he wanted to hide himself, who didn't have much objection to her, the others didn't seem to be very friendly to her.
Oh, there is another one, that Jun Ting who looks like an elite. He is looking at her slightly apologetically, but except for the initial persuasion, he has never opened his mouth to say a word for her.
[Host, this stupid guy is your man, are you just going to watch him being bullied?]
Su Qiao: "..."
So, in this dimension, her man's family has endless pork?
And she doesn't have to worry about eating meat?
Looking at the man's hair that looked like it had been gnawed by a dog, his face covered in mud, and the embarrassment on his face, Su Qiao sighed helplessly.
It seems that she is really worried about her life!
After roughly sorting through his memory and roughly understanding the situation, Su Qiao clapped his hands and stood up.
She was about to speak, but unexpectedly Jun Ting had already grabbed Song Yaqin: "Yaqin, for my sake, can you stop making trouble?"
"And you, please stop making noise at this time."
As he said that, he looked at Su Qiao apologetically and said vaguely, "Xiao Qiao, I'm sorry. I didn't know that she would misunderstand our relationship and hurt you. I apologize to you and I will make it up to you when I get back."
"Misunderstanding?"
"Compensation?"
Su Qiao shook his handsome short hair, and the next second, he suddenly rushed forward and kicked him.
"I misunderstood your sister and me!"
"Do you think I, Su Qiao, am so easy to scold? Do you think my, Su Qiao, face is so easy to hit?"
As she said that, she waved her hand and slapped Song Yaqin back with her backhand.
"What are you doing?"
"You...?"
Neither Jun Ting nor Song Yaqin expected that Su Qiao would suddenly attack them both at the same time.
Others' eyes widened even more, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
Su Qiao retreated arrogantly, put his hands on his hips, put one foot on the stone beside him, and stared at them with contempt and arrogance:
"I, Su Qiao, have always retaliated against others, and I have always respected others as much as I respected them. I have never been polite to those who bullied me."
After Jun Ting got up from the ground, he threw his suit on the ground in anger and stared at Su Qiao with a sinister look on his face. "Are you crazy?"
This woman actually dared to hit him!
Su Qiao showed no fear and sneered, "Oh, if I'm really crazy, I will kill you all directly."