Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter-Chapter 341 - 339: Is this really our younger brother?_1

Chapter 341: Chapter 339: Is this really our younger brother?_1

“People from Jufeng Trading Company often come to Su Clan to discuss business, and she’s always needed there. Even my mother and aunt have to wait every day at home, hoping that Qingluo could go with them to the mountains and the forests, but she’s hardly ever available. So how can it be my turn?”

Sixth Young Master complained a lot, and in the end, he snorted in dissatisfaction, leaving behind the sentence: “You two just had good luck, having Grandpa’s token to please her. That’s why Little Qingluo agreed.”

“Haha, this kid, we haven’t seen him for a while, but his temper has grown bigger, daring to challenge us brothers.”

Lin Jinxu was amused, his sword-like eyebrows raised slightly, with a hidden sparkle in his eyes.

“I think his skin is itching for a beating.”

Lin Jinzhou flexed his fists, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

“Hey, hey, we’re in the Su Clan, and we can’t use violence.”

Lin Jinyang’s little heart trembled and he shrank his neck in fear.

Lin Jinxu was not afraid of him for the moment, as he was a smiling tiger who would not do anything openly but was good at plotting behind the scenes.

However, it was a different story with Lin Jinzhou, who, when playing crazy, couldn’t be stopped even by his grandfather.

“Brothers, you are new here, so why not dine with us tonight? Brother Meng just happened to hunt an antelope in the mountains, so we can have roast lamb.”

Su Qingluo smiled as she watched the siblings bickering and smoothly took the token, laughing and easing the tension.

“Great, I love roast lamb the most! Where’s the lamb? I’ll help Mengzi slaughter it.”

Lin Jinyang immediately shifted his attention and happily rushed out of the living room.

Is this kid really our brother?

Why did he become so foolish after coming to the countryside?

He looks more and more like a green kid who doesn’t even understand basic manners.

Lin Jinxu and Lin Jinzhou watched as Lin Jinyang dashed into the courtyard, raising his voice high and cheerfully, sharing a look of helplessness in each other’s eyes.

At this moment, the two brothers’ feelings were similar to those of Lin Jinyu when he first came to the Su Clan.

The strictly educated young aristocrats, who had grown up following the rules, could not get rid of the shackles of etiquette and be as free and easy as Lin Jinyang.

“Brothers, there are not so many rules in the countryside. When you come to Woniu Village and want to live comfortably, the first thing to do is to leave behind all those so-called rules and manners.”

Su Qingluo smiled softly, seeing through the brothers’ thoughts, and went on, “Just be as carefree and casual as Sixth Brother.”

“Ahem.”

The two brothers didn’t expect Su Qingluo to be so perceptive and read their thoughts so easily, so they coughed awkwardly with slightly reddened ears.

As night fell, a bonfire was lit on the riverbank outside the Su Clan courtyard. Four small tables were set up, and the family gathered around the fire, laughing and waiting for the roast lamb to be ready for dinner.

A whole lamb was hanging from a thick branch, and Su Qingluo skillfully turned it over while occasionally brushing sauce on the meat.

“Sizzle.”

The aroma of the meat filled the air as lamb fat dripped down the branches onto the fire, sparking a little.

Maodou, Heidou, Sister Wan, Niuniu, and the clingy Little Prince all sat beside their sister with saliva dripping, watching her skillfully roast the lamb.

Heidou occasionally wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, grinning foolishly.

The three Lin brothers, Wang Meng, and Shitou sat at one table, waiting for the meat while continuing their banter from the afternoon.

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Lin Jinyang, fighting against the two, gradually found himself at a disadvantage and sneakily tried to signal Wang Meng and Shitou to join him as allies.

Wang Meng wasn’t as eloquent as Shitou and wasn’t in the mood for verbal sparring, so he deliberately turned his head away, pretending not to see.