Song Tan’s Chronicle - Chapter 117.1

After going through such a terrible experience, they hadn’t gained any advantage at all. Now that the question had been asked, how should they respond?

Sun Yanyan had no choice but to put on a pitiful face and say, “It’s all my fault. When Tan Tan mentioned the locust flowers on the back mountain, I couldn’t resist the temptation…”

She then looked at Song Tan with a grudge, implying, “Tan Tan, why didn’t you tell us that there were such dangerous dogs on your back mountain?”

Her eyeliner was smeared, and the mascara left blotchy marks beneath her eyes. Her foundation was patchy from sweat and tears. After the fierce battle with Big White, she was limping as she walked.

Despite her difficult state, she still played tricks, and Song Tan couldn’t help but laugh, “Pfft—Cough, Sister-in-law, I have five big dogs guarding the mountain. Everyone in the village knows. I didn’t think to mention that I told Qiao Qiao to go pick the locust flowers this afternoon, and you two couldn’t even wait until after lunch…”

She was too lazy to argue any further; so many people were waiting to eat.

“Sister-in-law, your eyeliner is smudged. Let’s quickly go wash your face.”

That was a fatal blow!

Sun Yanyan immediately covered her face in panic and limped down the hill, rushing into the courtyard.

Watching her go, Song Tan turned to the visibly upset Eldest Song and asked, “Eldest Uncle, I think Sister-in-law should be fine, seeing how energetic she is.”

What could Eldest Song say?

He just felt embarrassed.

Because of this whole farce, both Sun Yanyan and Mao Li felt too ashamed to show their faces at lunch. Fortunately, the delicious food made up for the embarrassment. Even though their antics left a mark in everyone’s minds, it didn’t spoil anyone’s mood or appetite.

The large bowls of food on the table were cleaned up completely.

Sun Yanyan and Mao Li hesitated only for a moment, ending up with just one leek pocket each.

Last time, they didn’t get a single bite of the extraordinarily delicious purple vetch; instead, they ended up with lettuce, which tasted far inferior.

They tried the leek pocket—

Mmm!

Delicious!!!

The two women’s eyes lit up.

Once everyone finished eating, Sun Yanyan wanted to ask where the leek field was, but she hadn’t expected Song Hongmei to grab a basket and say to Wang Lifeng, “Mom, I’ll take some more of the lettuce and scallions.”

Oh dear, was this a competitor?

Not daring to waste time, Sun Yanyan and Mao Li quickly picked up their basket and followed silently behind.

Eldest Song couldn’t bear to watch anymore—go pick some vegetables if you must, but why bring such a big plastic basket, as if they can’t get enough of the advantage, afraid people might forget?

Might as well head back to the city.

But then he remembered the delicious meal they just had, and since they’d already lost face, he thought, “Forget it. Just roll with it.”

He thought numbly.