Chapter 429

"Yeah, before we came back we chatted with Feiyang for a while; if something happened, could the police let us talk?" Xiao Hu added.

"Ah, you saw Feiyang? How is he?" Upon hearing that they'd seen her son, Qian Shen instantly straightened up, excited again.

"He's fine, just a bit worried about you." Ye Cheng made up a lie to comfort the two elders.

"This child, even at this time, still thinks of us." Qian Shen said, then burst into tears again.

"What are you crying for? They said it's fine."

After Old He gave a lecture, he took Qian Shen back to rest.

Ye Guowei watched the two walk away, then finally spoke.

"A Cheng, is Feiyang really okay?"

"Brother, really fine, just going through the motions." To his older brother, Ye Cheng didn't need to add so many embellishments.

"How did you get hurt on your face? Did you get into a fight?" Ye Guowei pointed at the bruise on Ye Cheng's face and asked.

Ye Cheng grinned.

"It's not really a fight; I just helped the police bust that pyramid scheme."

Ye Guowei gave a simple smile.

"Alright, alright, police are all vegetarians, it's all your doing. Okay, rest early, don't go out to sea these two days; if you're free, come eat."

Damn, even my own brother doesn't believe me.

After Ye Guowei left, only then did Xiao Hu also go back; Ye Cheng washed up and went straight to sleep.

After a night of sleep that left his back sore, he was exhausted today, more tired than fishing.

The sun shone high, flowers smiled at me.

When Ye Cheng got up, it was already eight or nine; his fatigue was gone.

He had wanted to eat instant noodles, but seeing a white steamed bun and a bowl of soup on the table—typical northwestern fare—Ye Cheng instantly realized it was Zhang Guafu's doing.

Although eating so many carbs and oils in the morning would make him feel guilty, the weather is getting cooler, so drinking hot soup is still quite comfortable.

This lamb soup differs from the northern milky lamb soup; it's a clear broth with white meat, a northwestern style.

A layer of oil floats on top, with a few bits of scallion and cilantro, plus some spices inside; it looks not hot, but drinking it burns the mouth a little, a rush of heat goes straight from throat to stomach, then spreads throughout the body, every pore emitting that heat.

Refreshing!

Ye Cheng tore off a piece of bun and tossed it into the bowl to soak; it's somewhat like northwestern lamb-soaked bun, but only when cooked is it called lamb-soaked bun; uncooked it's just lamb water basin, also called lamb soup in Luoyang, all much the same.

Actually lamb soup is mainly broth, with not much meat, but Zhang Guafu's bowl is mostly meat—she really went all out.

After eating half a bun, Ye Cheng felt a bit full; just then Zhang Guafu walked over, saw Ye Cheng awake, and came in happily.

"A Cheng, does it taste good?"

"Absolutely OK!" Ye Cheng gave a thumbs-up.

"Good if it's tasty; I didn't know when you'd wake up, so I've been watching outside." Zhang Guafu said, a bit embarrassed.

"Aunt, you don't need to work so hard; I can eat instant noodles anyway." Ye Cheng slurped a mouthful of lamb soup, that satisfaction made Zhang Guafu instantly break into a smile.

"That won't do; although you're young, a man needs to fortify himself from the start, or else when you're older it'll be too late to supplement."

"Cough cough." Ye Cheng choked twice; this aunt's talk—he's only in his twenties, what's there to fortify?

"If you like it, aunt will make more for you later, and later prepare some lamb treasures, kidneys, and penis for you."

"Pfft!" Ye Cheng couldn't hold it in, nearly spitting it out.

"No, aunt, I'm still young; if you give me these supplements, I'll make mistakes."

Lamb treasures, kidneys, and penis are precious, but a young guy like Ye Cheng can't handle them.

"What mistakes? You still have Xiaotao, don't you?" Zhang Guafu said with a hint of jealousy.

Ye Cheng froze upon hearing that.

"Aunt, I really have nothing with Han Xiaotao's wife; don't spout nonsense."

"Tch, aunt's been through this; I know what's up." Zhang Guafu flicked her hair and shifted her body.

"Those few nights she went out alone, then came back with a flushed face and her hair tied up. Afterward, whenever she looked at you, her gaze was evasive—she even ran away."

Holy shit!

You've figured all that out—why not become a detective?

"Um, aunt, you might be misunderstanding; I really have nothing with Han Xiaotao's wife." Ye Cheng began to explain.

"She's just thin-skinned; her face reddens when she speaks, and I can't help it."

"Fine, fine, you men are all like that." Zhang Guafu raised her tone, a bit annoyed.

Ye Cheng's face darkened, and he gently set down his chopsticks.

Zhang Guafu saw this, instantly realized she'd misspoken, and quickly stood up.

"Um, A Cheng, I mean no harm; rest assured, I won't interfere with whoever you choose—just as long as you're willing to eat my food, I'll be happy."

"Take your time eating; I'll come collect the dishes when you're done."

Having said that, Zhang Guafu fled as if escaping.

Watching Zhang Guafu's retreating back, Ye Cheng had nothing to say.

Everything has its limits; Ye Cheng can give them some benefits, even money, but they must know who's the boss.

However, Zhang Guafu is also a pitiful person; likely she suddenly gained a sense of reliance on Ye Cheng, giving her life hope.

Then halfway through, a younger Han Xiaotao appeared, making her feel a bit threatened.

Forget it, no more thinking about that; Ye Cheng finished the bowl of soup, feeling full.

Just as he was wondering what to do, Xiao Hu suddenly showed up.

"Why did you come? Come over to play games?"

"No, brother, Guowei brother said to have me follow you these two days, afraid you'll get beaten."

"I got beaten? Who hit me?" Ye Cheng couldn't figure it out; now he's so hated?

Xiao Hu gave him a glare, then took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Tch, you still think you're everyone's darling? Loads of people want to hit you—there are over ten people in the village who bought that Feiyang thing."

"Damn, they're breaking the law, I saved them, and they're repaying kindness with hatred."

"Who cares whether you broke the law or not, they just want their money back."

"Hmph, getting the money back isn't that easy; who knows if they've already spent it."

As for the money matter, Ye Cheng also doesn't know what will happen next; he can only listen to the city bureau.

According to the usual handling procedure, he thinks it's likely that the remaining money will be returned to the victims in proportion.

As for how much can be returned, that's unknown.

"Besides, bro, Chen Jinfa bought ten units, 40,000 bucks, and he now hates you to the bone."

"No way, he really bought ten units?" Ye Cheng was a bit surprised; this guy must have shit for brains.