In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 789 - 788: Su Xian’er’s Jealousy! _1

Chapter 789: Chapter 788: Su Xian’er’s Jealousy! _1

Lui Muyi also had a pleased expression, following behind Su Pan’er as they headed inside.

"Wait!"

Su Huarong instead stopped the two, and silently glared at Lui Muyi: "There’s still one person who hasn’t entered the mansion."

"Another one? Who?"

Su Pan’er became curious.

Lui Muyi smacked his forehead in annoyance: "Right, Su Xian’er is still outside. She was at the mansion’s gate earlier, but insisted she had to prepare a gift for you, she probably hasn’t come back yet."

An image of Su Xian’er’s stubborn little face immediately appeared before Su Pan’er’s eyes, that crafty little maid, she wondered what she looked like currently, still as mischievous as before?

"Su Xian’er is here too? I haven’t seen her for quite a while now..."

As the words were spoken, Su Xian’er’s figure had already appeared at the doorway.

Seeing a few people over here, she quickly walked over.

If it wasn’t for the fact that she knew this was Su Xian’er, Su Pan’er would’ve hardly recognized her.

Su Xian’er had tanned and slimmed down considerably, her baby fat from her girlhood days had faded, revealing a graceful figure. She was currently dressed in a light purple dress made of silk with sparks of light, her hair swept up high, styled in the Feiyun bun hairstyle and adorned with agates and jewels, swaying with every step she took.

She looked nothing like the Xian’er from her memories!

"What happened to you..."

Su Pan’er hesitated a bit: "Have you...already gotten married?"

Her dewy eyes instantly widened with surprise!

Previously, she had a feeling that something was off, now she realized it wasn’t just something, Su Xian’er had switched her girlish double buns for the Feiyun bun and had lost some of her innocence, taking on a charm unique to a woman. No wonder she seemed so different!

"Indeed! I’m married now."

Su Xian’er suddenly laughed, raising her right hand gently pushing back her loose strands, her face carrying a faint blush: "To be honest, I should thank you, Elder Sister Su. Back then, it was you who persuaded our parents, otherwise..."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Before Su Xian’er could finish her words, Lui Muyi quietly coughed twice. "Isn’t today my little niece’s first birthday celebration? Speaking of, where is my little niece?"

Mentioning Little Yanyan, Su Pan’er’s attention was immediately drawn away.

"Oh, she’s in the Little Warm Pavilion, she’s been becoming naughtier as she grows older. Let me tell you..."

Su Pan’er gleefully talked about her daughter and led the three, chatting and laughing into the Little Warm Pavilion.

Inside the Little Warm Pavilion, Qin Yi, who could barely walk with the support of crutches, had been moved in, along with his bed. A few days ago, he tried to walk, but was scolded by Su Pan’er!

"You’re seriously injured, and instead of resting in bed, you want to bounce around. Do you not care about your life anymore? In that case, Little Yanyan and I might as well join you in not caring for our lives! Later, I will prepare poison for us all and we can just die!"

Qin Yi was sweating bullets!

He dared not challenge Su Pan’er, and naturally had to promise her and coax her to calm her down.

Keeping in mind that today was Little Yanyan’s first birthday celebration, he had initially wanted to walk over by himself. However, before he could mention this, he was met with a sharp glare from Su Pan’er, stopping him from bringing it up.

Currently, he was lying despondently by the bed, playing with Little Yanyan who could now walk with assistance.

Little Yanyan was babbling in her delicate voice while pushing a small stool, taking the stool wherever she went, obviously very proud of her new ability to walk!

Even if she fell over, she refused to let anyone help her up, she insisted on getting up by herself with the help of the little stool, only then would she stop fussing.

While the father-daughter duo was having a good time communicating in their own way, Su Pan’er led the three others in.

"Little Yanyan, look who’s here? Your uncle’s back, and look, a little duck, a little chick, a little sparrow...do you remember them?"

Su Pan’er waved at Little Yanyan.

Little Yanyan turned back to look at her mother. Following the direction pointed out by her hand, her gaze fell on Su Huarong. Her eyes lit up noticeably as she recognized him, yet she left behind her little stool, abruptly jumping into the arms of Su Pan’er.

"Mama——"

Little Yanyan’s words weren’t very clear yet, but she knew how to raise her hand and point at Su Huarong, asking him for something good.

Meanwhile, Lui Muyi’s gaze fell onto Qin Yi who was resting in bed. Qin Yi also looked up. As their eyes met, sparks seemed to fly.

However, in the blink of an eye, both men had recovered their calm expressions, offering each other a smile and a fist-palm salute before taking their seats, each according to their status. They started chatting about various things that happened after they parted.

"I heard there was a lot of unrest and conflicts here. Everyone at home was worried and Xian’er had often inquired about your whereabouts through me. However, I had no idea where you all were, and had no idea where to start looking. Meeting Brother Su this time saved me a lot of effort in searching."

As Lui Muyi talked, he quickly shifted the conversation to the situation at their old home.

Su Pan’er naturally asked about Su Xian’er. But Su Xian’er seemed reluctant to talk about her old home.

"I’ve been traveling with Muyi, how would I know about home? You’re asking the wrong person."

Su Xian’er answered abruptly.

Her gaze landed on Qin Yi.

The man once known as the Tuberculosis Ghost, now the Marquis Zhenguo, was majestic even in his injured state. Even without talking, just lying there on his side, he emanated an air of dominating authority!

The drastic change in Qin Yi made her jealousy even more intense.

Yes! Jealous!

Her damn elder sister truly is blessed!

At home, she was protected by their grandfather. After getting married, people felt sorry for her, thinking she had wed a dying man. Yet in the blink of an eye, that dying man became the all-powerful Marquis Zhenguo. This extreme good fortune made her feel intense envy!

Especially when she thought about herself...

At this thought, she unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt, forcibly suppressing the emotions on her face.

Su Pan’er slightly furrowed her eyebrows, feeling a little puzzled. Why was her Fifth Cousin Sister showing a subtle hostility in her speech? It was indeed strange!

She was very sure that she had been considerate and respectful, not offending the other party. Since Su Xian’er was not willing to talk about it, Su Pan’er saw no need to continue pestering her with the topic. Quickly, she switched the conversation to Little Yanyan’s upcoming Grabbing Week Ceremony.

"Not long after Little Yanyan was born, the emperor passed away. Her Full Moon and Hundred Days Banquets were not held. Looking at the current chaotic situation, it is not suitable to hold a grand birthday feast for her either. So, I thought we could just have a small family celebration and host a Grabbing Week for her, so we all can enjoy ourselves!"

As the topic of the Grabbing Week was brought up, Qin Yi also rare smiled.

"No matter what she grabs, just don’t let her grab a knife, or a sword, or spear, or anything similar. There’s no need for her to be restless like her mother all the time."