??272: Chapter 272 Call
Daddy
272: Chapter 272 Call
Daddy
“No!
Host Biggie, why has he taken the initiative to eat at your house and still not even reach a friendly level?” Xiao Tiantian almost began to doubt his life.
Was this fated person particularly difficult to deal with, or were he and the host just too useless?
Pah!
Of course, it was the problem with the fate!
“Heh heh, soone like Song Chongjin, with an extrely high level of guard, I guess he doesn’t trust anyone in this world but himself!” Wang Yongzhu sneered.
“But why did he take the initiative to go to the host’s house to eat?”
“Maybe he’s craving a bit of family warmth?” Wang Yongzhu guessed uncertainly.
Last ti, after seeing how Song Chongjin’s attitude towards Old Granny Zhang softened significantly after eating the ho-cooked al from her house, could it be that he had been lacking love since childhood, and his only relative, Mother Song, was such an abnormal woman that after coming into contact with the warmth of a normal family, he yearned for it?
“Host, you can take the family warmth route, offering him the care of a family—” the Xiao Tiantian System suggested carefully.
Wang Yongzhu looked at Song Chongjin’s back, narrowed her eyes, and smiled, “No, I’m going to make him kneel down and call
Daddy!”
With help at hand, Wang Yongzhu unhesitatingly involved Song Chongjin in the harvesting team.
After all, he was going to eat at her house, so no work, no food.
Back at the Wang Family, Old Granny Zhang saw Song Chongjin, was startled for a mont, and pulled her daughter into the room, “Why’s he here again?”
Having not seen Song Chongjin for several days, Old Granny Zhang had seen Song Chongjin’s irredeemable mother in the village a few days ago.
Mother Song seed hesitant from afar as if she wanted to say sothing to her but didn’t dare to approach.
So people nearby laughed and said it was probably because Mother Song still wanted to beco in-laws with the Wang Family.
Old Granny Zhang sneered.
Mother Song’s pretense, who couldn’t see it?
She obviously wanted to say sothing to her but was too embarrassed, so she behaved in such a way, expecting her to take the initiative to approach her.
Why should she?
If she liked to pretend so much, let her pretend a bit longer!
Old Granny Zhang acted as if she hadn’t seen Mother Song and just went straight ho.
Now seeing Song Chongjin, she couldn’t help but think more about it.
Wang Yongzhu explained a bit, “Today, he sohow learned of the details concerning the family that bought our land long ago, and I was thinking since he had helped our family, it wouldn’t be right not to show any gratitude.
Considering he seed to really like the al my mother made last ti, especially the at sauce, I simply invited him over for a al at our house as a way to thank him.”
Upon hearing this, Old Granny Zhang thought, oh dear, that ant giving away another jar of at sauce, which pained her heart!
That sauce was all saved for her daughter.
With the weather being hot, if you bought at from the town and brought it ho, it would have gone off by the ti you arrived.
Her daughter was already thin, how could she replenish herself just on eggs?
When there wasn’t much to do, she had the kids go to the river to catch so fish and shrimp.
Together with the reserved at sauce, she thought it would help her daughter regain her strength.
Her daughter was not getting enough to eat herself, and now, this Song Family Boy cos over and there goes another jar.
Grumbling to herself, Old Granny Zhang still went to prepare the al.
The weather was turning hot, and Wang Yongzhu didn’t like to eat much lately.
Old Granny Zhang had been trying every possible way to cook delicious food for her daughter, who, craving cold noodles, had ntioned how to prepare them, and so that had been the dish for the past few days.
She rolled out the dough, cut it into strips, boiled it until cooked, and then scooped it out to chill it in the freshly drawn well water.
She picked the freshest cucumbers and tomatoes from the vegetable garden, slicing them into thin shreds, and placed them each in separate bowls.
He chopped the scallions, minced the garlic, and those tiny red skyward-pointing peppers picked from the yard, slicing them into small rings and placing them all together in a little bowl.
He heated the wok, poured in oil, brought it to a shimr, and poured it over the scallion and garlic mixture in the bowl, releasing their fragrance.
Then, he added soy sauce, vinegar, salt, and just a bit of sugar to the bowl, followed by so cooled boiled water, stirring to make a half-bowl of sauce.
Then he fished out the noodles, drained the water off with a bamboo sieve, and mixed in a bit of sesa oil to give the noodles a glossy sheen.
When it was ti to eat, he ladled the noodles into bowls and topped them with julienned cucumber and tomato strips, drizzled with the scallion and garlic sauce—sour and mildly spicy, exceptionally appetizing.
The Wang Family, ever since Wang Yongzhu ca up with the idea for cold noodles, small and grown folks alike adored it.
As soon as the dishes hit the table, without needing anyone to guide them, everyone began to serve themselves bowls of noodles, adding whatever they fancied.
Song Chongjin watched the Wang family mbers’ movents and followed suit—adding a little bit of everything.
After stirring it well and tasting a mouthful, he paused, then added another spoonful of sauce, stirred again, and heartily ate up.
By the end of the al, Song Chongjin’s face was beaded with sweat from the spice, and his normally dark complexion flushed with a hint of red, his lips slightly swollen from the spice, looking sowhat disheveled.
It was quite a different sight compared to his usual icy, silent deanor.
Wang Yongping couldn’t help but laugh loudly, pointing at Song Chongjin, “Song Brothers, turns out you can’t handle spicy food, hahaha…”
Song Chongjin shot him a glare, while Wang Yongping, oblivious, continued clutching his belly with laughter.
Old Granny Zhang felt that her careless Laosi was definitely going to et his end because of his mouth soday.
Wang Yongzhu didn’t bother with him and went to seek Old Wang Laozhu’s opinion, who had rarely co out to dine with everyone, “Dad, Brother Song has already found out who bought our land.
I am thinking, now that we know and we have enough silver on hand, we should go to the Wu Family sooner to redeem our land.
If they don’t agree, at least we will be able to make other plans.
What do you think?”
Ever since that day when Wang Yongzhu overheard the conversation between Old Wang Laozhu and Old Granny Zhang, she had been conscientiously seeking Old Wang Laozhu’s opinion on such matters.
Though whether she heeded his advice was her own decision, it was important to show the right attitude!
What’s more, apart from his deep-rooted preference for sons and a stubborn approach to the family’s developnt, Old Wang Laozhu was as cunning as an old fox in matters of action, and listening to his opinion was not bad at all.
It made Old Wang Laozhu feel honored, thinking that even if his daughter was in charge, didn’t she still have to seek advice from him, her father, on all matters big and small?
He was not yet old, and when it ca down to it, he could still be of help to the family.
Compared to his other sons, grandsons, daughters-in-law, and his wife, who all followed his daughter’s lead, the fact that his daughter listened to him brought Old Wang Laozhu imnse satisfaction.
He started to look at her more favorably, feeling that among the whole family, only his daughter truly t his expectations at present.
Now, hearing his daughter’s question, Old Wang Laozhu pondered for a mont, “… Go tomorrow… take… take Laosi and… and Jindou and Jinhu with you.”
Wang Yongzhu nodded and agreed.
Jindou and Jinhu’s eyes shone bright when they heard this, being brought along by their older cousin to handle such significant affairs was both exciting and thrilling for them.
The younger ones only felt envy at missing a chance to go to town.
Seeing the Wang family discuss these matters without excluding him, Song Chongjin felt out of place and gracefully excused himself.
Despite not wanting to let go, Old Granny Zhang picked the lightest jar out of several cans of at sauce and handed it to Song Chongjin, “Take this ho to eat!”
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