Chapter 1739: Chapter 1596: Eldest Aunt Arrives
Song Tan couldn’t help but laugh and cry at everyone’s reaction.
In fact, the sweet dumplings only had Nuomi mixed with a bit of Old Song’s family rice, and it was still raw. Besides the ordinary jujubes and green beans, it really wasn’t that fragrant.
And they didn’t dare to mix too much rice; otherwise, once it’s cooked, it’ll expand and squish the dumplings out of shape.
But she thought for a mont, everyone has been working all morning.
So she looked at Master Jiang: "Why not make them sothing small to nibble on?"
But as soon as she said this, everyone instantly stood firm:
"Don’t make anything for , I can endure it!"
What a joke!
The lunch is, after all, a proper al with at, veggies, eggs, and milk from the owner’s place, all prepared in the kitchen since early morning.
If they nibbled a bit now and had to eat one bowl less during lunch than others, they’d stay up half the night slapping themselves!
No eating! Absolutely no eating!
There’s not even much heavy work in the morning, not hungry at all.
The strong protest from everyone left the matter unresolved.
However, Liu Liu was now holding a small reed-leaf dumpling, feeling sowhat embarrassed: "The one I wrapped should be okay, right?"
The dumpling was only about the size of a cigarette box but fuller. Inside, besides the Nuomi mixed with so rice, there was a proportionately sized piece of pork with layers of fat and lean at.
It’s hard to see what’s inside now, but from the outside, Seventh Uncle took one look: "If all 20 could be like this, first prize, for sure."
Today, each contestant had to wrap 20 dumplings. Seventh Uncle and Master Jiang were leading teams to wrap but not competing for prizes.
This part was for fan giveaways and for sharing with family or friends.
Goodness! 200 yuan!
Everyone, upon hearing this, looked at the crooked and misshaped dumplings in front of them and quickly set to work!
Top Brother clumsily struggled one last ti: "Can’t the third prize dumplings be exchanged for this at dumpling?"
Song Tan thought for a mont: "Why don’t you ask the viewers in the livestream?"
It was almost lunchti by this point, so many fans had been pulled to the dining table, reducing the number of viewers.
Still, those remaining were watching intently. With anger, they responded exaggeratedly:
[Wishful thinking! Aren’t 5 dumplings more valuable than 200 yuan?]
[Exactly, exactly! Absolutely not!]
[How about sending
one to taste first, then I’ll tell you which dumpling is the best.]
[Sa here, my taste is objective. Send one over, and I’ll know how to vote.]
Top Brother grumbled: "These fans are too inconsiderate. In other streams, the top supporter gets praised."
However, the fans were even more eager:
[I’m praising you, brother. How about you swap places with , and I’ll do your work?]
[Yeah! How can Teacher Qiaoqiao only pay our Top Brother just over 1000 in salary?]
[Top Brother, how about sharing so wealth? Send each of us a dumpling.]
[Exactly, exactly!]
Well, Top Brother decided to change the topic: "Is it ti for the raffle?"
Song Tan checked the ti: "Yes, everyone’s probably waiting for this. Let’s do it quickly, so it doesn’t interfere with their family gathering."
Qiaoqiao quickly added: "Kids, the raffle is starting, but the delicious dumplings include braised pork dumplings, egg yolk dumplings, and marinated at dumplings, and it’ll be random!"
Yang Zhengxi cheerfully picked up his phone: "Then I’ll begin—everyone send ’Happy Dragon Boat Festival,’ and I’ll take a screenshot!"
In just those short two minutes, the livestream viewership suddenly surged by 300,000, as many hurriedly switched over from smaller screens, eager and ready—
The screenshot would be random; speed wasn’t a deciding factor.
No need to consider internet speed or bots; luck was the only factor!
...
anwhile, around noon, the relatives arrived too.
Song Youde had specially waited at ho today, with the first to arrive being his daughter, Aunt Song Hongi, and her family of three.
They arrived late because she was still running her stall in the early morning. As the three got off the car, they weren’t carrying anything but each one holding a large water bottle—
Even her son Zhu Lingqi was carrying two!
Aunt Hongi also got off with two sets of clothes: "Dad, I bought you two new outfits, made of pure cotton, breathable—oh, these clothes you’re wearing look nice, did Tantan buy them for you?"
She mumbled, "This kid, should have told
sooner! It’s hard to bargain for clothes now during the festival..."
Song Youde couldn’t bear to watch and snorted, proudly adjusting his stiff short-sleeve Zhongshan suit: "Lun Chuan bought it, this fabric is soft and cool, really comfortable to wear."
He glanced disdainfully at the clothes his daughter bought, thinking how every year it was the sa old cotton fabric. Back in the day, they would chase fashion at least buying Dacron. They’ve worn cotton their entire lives, what’s so special, just love industrial fabric!
He then pointed at his shoes: "See these? sh sports shoes!"
As they’ve aged, Lun Chuan was mindful not to buy anything too expensive that might make them feel uncomfortable, so these shoes were discounted and marked at just a few dozen yuan.
But it didn’t matter—soft soles, breathable and lightweight sh.
Song Youde kept saying he wasn’t used to wearing them, but once he did, he couldn’t bring himself to take them off.
He had intended to lecture his frugal daughter, but then Song Hongi, delighted, responded: "Just as well, I couldn’t bargain down the price of these clothes either, I told the shop owner I’ll return them if they’re not suitable. I’ll return them this afternoon."
But then she imdiately felt a pinch, reluctantly pulling out 500 yuan, and adding another 200 on top: "Here, the usual annual gift, just an extra 200 this year without buying clothes, alright?"
Song Youde: ...
One might think you were living a hard life now!
He humbly accepted the money, then turned to look at Zhu Lingqi holding two large water bottles, with their family of three carrying four in all, opening his mouth wide:
"Are you here for the Dragon Boat Festival, or to fill water bottles?"
Speaking of which, Song Hongi was all smiles: "Oh! Your grandson recently got a girlfriend, and since she wasn’t too comfortable visiting our hotown, Lingqi decided to bring her so of our special water to try."
Though this girl is quite a spender and visits monthly eating expensive durian, upon hearing about the special tea water and with Lingqi buying her a gift thermos...
This couldn’t be better! Surely ant to be their daughter-in-law!
Upon hearing of a grandson, Song Youde was imdiately delighted: "Good, good, good! Bring her back to visit during sumr. I’ll even weave a grass mat for the kid..."
With that, any frustration with his eldest daughter disappeared as he hurriedly instructed them to head up the hill: "Tantan’s factory is hosting a dumpling-making competition today, no ti to pick you up. You should join in and enjoy the excitent while I wait for her grandparents here."
Making dumplings?!
Oh, Auntie is skilled at that, and upon hearing this, she grabbed her water bottles: "Let’s go! We’ll go help out too!"
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