Fate of the Stupid Son Chapter 18

She looked eager, and her hands were shaking as she grabbed Song Wangyue, as if she was afraid of something.

Song Wan Yue took her subtle expression all in her eyes, pursed her lips, her voice was pressed so low that only the three people in the room could hear, “Actually, I lied to Mother the time I saved the young master of the Gu family, the method of saving people I did not read from a book ……”

When she spoke of lying, Xu’s entire body trembled slightly, and her grip on her hand grew tighter and tighter, lest she suddenly disappear.

“I was in a coma and it seemed like I went into another world that had everything in it, and everything I know now I learned there.”

“Another world ……”

Xu murmured, while Song Lin froze outright.

“I was afraid that if people found out, they would say I was a demon, so I didn’t dare to tell the truth and made Mother worry.”

“It’s the Gods, it must be the Gods, it’s the Gods who saved my daughter and taught her many things, Dangjia, don’t you think so?”

“Yes, yes, it must be.”

Song Lin also came back to his senses and eagerly agreed, and then said eagerly, “You know this matter, I know it, Yue’er knows it, it must not be leaked out!”

Once it was known that Yue’er had met the gods, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Xu covered her mouth tightly and her eyes were red, her daughter had met the immortals. A lifetime of peace and quiet!

……

“Boss, boss daughter-in-law ……”

After waiting for a long time for them to go out, Grandma Song couldn’t help herself and called out to them from the courtyard.

Song Lin hurriedly answered and stood up to limp outside.

“How was the cold skin, was it good?”

“Delicious, very delicious.”

Song Lin replied as he put his hands behind his back and gave Xu a gesture to eat a few bites quickly, lest they both be unable to answer when their parents asked what it tasted like later.

Xu understood, and immediately took her chopsticks and put some into her mouth, only to chew a bite before she froze.

“Come over here, let’s discuss how much is the right price?”

Song Lin answered and was just about to lift his feet and walk towards the courtyard when Xu called out to him, “Dangjia’s ……”

Song Lin turned around, Xu held a bowl and walked to him, the cold skin in her mouth had not yet been eaten, she did not dare to speak, she used chopsticks to clip the cold skin, and took a look to indicate him to also take a bite.

The couple had always loved each other, but they had never been fed like this in front of their parents and daughter, Song Lin a big black face instantly red, “I, I’ll do it myself.”

Pfft!

Song Wangyue couldn’t hold back her laughter and hastily covered her eyes, “You guys continue, I didn’t see anything.”

Xu also reacted to what she had done, her fair face flushed red and she hurriedly swallowed the cold skin in her mouth, “Try it, it’s delicious.”

Song Lin took the bowl and chopsticks and took a big bite, the refreshing cool sensation that penetrated his heart made his eyes widen at once, “This, this, this ……”

“Don’t come over here yet!”

Grandma Song urged.

Song Lin answered and ate several more bites in quick succession before he carried his bowl and limped over with Xu, with Song Wan Yue following behind the two.

Song Shu and his family had also eaten and were even more surprised than they were.

“It’s so delicious, your father and I discussed it over, it must be sold for at least ten yuan a bowl.”

“Ten wen is less, at least fifteen wen.”

It was made by his daughter, and fifteen was too little for Song Lin, but he also knew that no one would buy it if it was sold too high.

“I think it will also sell for at least fifteen wen.”

Song Shu, who had never said much, agreed, “This cold skin is so delicious that fifteen yuan is really not expensive.

“Fifteen then.”

Grandma Song said, “Don’t sleep tonight, make some more and sell them in the morning in the county.”

“It’s not good to put them away in the heat, so we’d better get up early tomorrow and make them, and when we’re done we’ll go straight to the county to sell them.”

“Good, then go to bed quickly and get up at the end of the night.”

The crowd was about to disperse when Song Wangyue called out to Liu Cui Lan, “Second Aunt, you still have to do me a favour, we need to make some chilli oil.”

Chillies are an expensive thing that ordinary country people can’t afford to eat, and Liu Cui Lan had never really made them before, so she rolled up her sleeves, “If you say how to make it, second aunt will do it.”

“Grandma and Mother go to the kitchen too, I’ll teach you.”

The three women went into the kitchen and the three men quietly followed to see, Song Shen looked at Song Lin’s leftover cold skin on the table and gulped several times, he had only eaten a few bites of the bowl that his little sister had just mixed for him and still had that cool, silky taste in his mouth.

Song Wan Yue took out the chillies she had bought today and gave them to Song Shu for him to pound and put them in a jar, asking Liu Cui Lan to heat the oil to seven minutes and pour it all over the top, the fresh and spicy taste rushed out.

The crowd couldn’t help but gulp.

“Yue, Yue’er.”

Song Lin sniffled, “This chilli oil is ……”

“It’s mixed into the cold skin, it’ll taste better.”

“Shen’er, bring the rest of my cold skin over here!”

Song Shen couldn’t help but reach out his hand and had just touched the bowl containing the cold skin when he suddenly heard Song Lin shout and almost fell over in shock, “Here, here it comes!”

A small spoonful of chilli oil was poured over the cold skin, and the crowd started to gag just from the sound of the sting.

Old Master Song held back and held back again, and held back again, but still couldn’t help himself, “Old, old lady, why don’t we try it too and see if it’s good?”

Grandma Song didn’t know what he was thinking, “What to eat, a bowl of cold skin is fifteen wen.”

Old Master Song immediately lost his voice.

Song Lin was pleased with himself, thanks to the fact that he had only been talking earlier and had not finished eating.

Looking at him with his eyebrows raised, Elder Song hated to snatch it right out of his hands and gave a heavy grunt.

But today was different. This bowl of cold skin with chilli oil was made by Yue’er herself, and he couldn’t let anyone eat it, not even his own father.

Master Song was so angry that his moustache curled up, an unfilial son who couldn’t even give a mouthful of food to his father.

Song Wangyue looked at it and laughed, “The weather is hot, if you don’t eat the few remaining cold skins, they will be bad in the morning ……”

“What?”

The old man Song immediately took over, “It can’t go bad, we can’t waste the food, we have to eat it quickly, Lao Er’s family, get a pot and mix it all up.”

Liu Cui Lan smiled and took the basin, cut up all the cold skin and put it inside, Song Wan Yue made the seasoning and poured the chilli oil over it, and served it in six bowls.

Song Lin,……

The family could not get enough of it and became more and more confident in selling cold skin. The following day, they got up at the end of the ugly hour on time and finished making all thirty pounds of white flour before dawn, Song Shu’s family and Song Wan Yue went to the county and the rest stayed at home waiting for news.