Chapter 767: Once Again Wanting to Change a Foodie

Sheng Hanyu recounted from beginning to end how Feiying had fallen in love with Nianyin at first sight, how Zhu Yiwen had wanted to kill Nianyin, and how Feiying had blocked the way at the critical moment to save Nianyin's life with his own.

"I don't believe you. If you want to kill me, then do it. Anyway, I'm already in your hands now, so don't try to play mind games with me; it's useless." Tujiu did not believe Sheng Hanyu's words.

"I have the video of Feiying's death at that time. Do you want to see it?"

"You're trying to fool me again?"

Tujiu would not believe a single word he said, but Sheng Hanyu actually brought out the video.

There were many surveillance cameras installed in the Dungeon, and the entire process of Feiying's death had been captured on video!

This video had originally been a cherished possession of Nianyin, kept as a permanent memento, but she had not expected it to be of great use at a time like this.

As that scene from back then was replayed, Tujiu watched the whole thing without even blinking, and now he believed it.

"Brother, my good brother, you died so miserably..."

Tujiu wailed.

"Zhu Yiwen, you bastard, I want to kill him myself to avenge my brother." After discovering that the true murderer who killed Feiying was Zhu Yiwen, he wanted to go out immediately and slaughter that person with his own hands.

Tujiu's request could, of course, not be granted.

Once he had entered this time, it was impossible for him to ever get out for the rest of his life!

Sheng Hanyu did not need to guide him step by step; he went straight to the point and told him, "Stop dreaming. You won't be let out, and no one is coming to save you this time either."

"There is only one way you can avenge Feiying, and that is to tell us where Zhu Yiwen is hiding. I will personally go and capture him to be locked up with you, and then you can avenge your brother with your own hands."

"I don't know." Tujiu was not lying; he truly did not know.

Zhu Yiwen was very cunning and guarded against everyone.

He looked down on Tujiu immensely and would not say a single extra word to him.

Sheng Hanyu left the Prison in disappointment. It had been a wasted effort; although Tujiu had been caught, he had not been able to extract Zhu Yiwen's whereabouts.

It was not that there were no gains at all, however.

Tujiu confessed that Zhu Yiwen had quite a few businesses outside, which seemed to be related to finance.

In addition, there was a woman working for him. That woman always used a veil to cover her face, so he did not know what she looked like!

But the woman was Zhu Yiwen's secret weapon, and they were planning to do something big.

When Sheng Hanyu left L Country, he was going to take his daughter back.

L Country was not peaceful, and Shi Ran staying here was not as safe as being in Jiangzhou.

Although she was very reluctant, Lady Qi felt embarrassed to insist on keeping her, and the two families bid each other a tearful farewell.

Jiangzhou.

Sheng Family.

"Sister, sister, sister..."

Sheng Zichen was holding Xiaoyang by the entrance to welcome his sister, his little face smiling like a blooming peony.

"You've gotten fat again!"

Shi Ran pinched her younger brother's little face in disgust, then hugged Xiaoyang's neck and kissed it: "Xiaoyang, Xiaoyang, did you miss your sister? I missed you so much while I was in L Country."

She deliberately tried to annoy her brother, glancing at Sheng Zichen out of the corner of her eye as she spoke.

Sheng Zichen was indeed angry; he puffed up his cheeks, crossed his arms, and said with great dissatisfaction, "Hmph! You don't like your own brother, you like Xiaoyang. Is Sister stupid? Later, I'll have Seventh Uncle roast Xiaoyang, make mutton soup, pan-fried mutton pies, hand-pulled mutton, and braised mutton spine..."

"If Sister likes Xiaoyang, I'll let you eat the best piece of meat."

Shi Ran:...

For a foodie, there was nothing that couldn't be linked to eating.

Xiaoyang bleated "baa-baa," pitifully begging for mercy.

In order to keep Xiaoyang from being turned into a cumin-dusted dish, Shi Ran softened her stance and dared not tease her brother anymore.

She wanted to pick up her brother, but after trying, she failed.

The little guy was chubby and round like a meatball; she couldn't lift him anymore.

"Zichen, be good. Don't pick a fight with it. The person Sister loves most is you. I have a gift for you, do you want to see it?"

"Yes!"

Sheng Zichen revealed a big smile, his face looking innocent and naive.

The gift Shi Ran gave her brother was a very large bag—beef jerky, dried mangoes, and all kinds of dried goods and snacks, plus a thick cookbook.

This cookbook seemed to have been designed specifically for Sheng Zichen; it had many pictures and few words, and even videos. It detailed the life cycles of various ingredients and the geographical latitudes where they grew.

One didn't need to think to know that the person who designed this cookbook was also a foodie!

Sheng Zichen treated it like a treasure, and from then on, he would hug this book whenever he went to the Study.

He read it repeatedly, never feeling like he had read enough.

Sheng Hanyu had been very busy for the past two days, so he hadn't paid him any mind.

But it was already the third day, and seeing his son still clutching the cookbook, he took issue with how inseparable he was from it.

"Sheng Zichen, give me the cookbook."

"What for?" The little guy was full of nervousness, hugging the thick cookbook to his chest like a treasure.

Sheng Hanyu: "You should have some other hobbies. You can't spend all day doing nothing but eating or looking at food. There are so many books on the bookshelf; you can read whatever you want, but not this one."

For generations, the Sheng Family had never produced a foodie.

It was fine to like eating, but one couldn't like it too much; being obsessed to the point of infatuation was not allowed.

"I won't!"

Seeing his father's expression change, the little guy immediately hid the book behind his back. Thinking that wasn't secure enough, he simply sat down on top of it.

Now it was secure, sitting firmly and steadily.

If he had begged for mercy and offered to take it back to his own room to read instead of reading it in the Study, Sheng Hanyu would have just turned a blind eye.

But his son actually challenged his authority, going head-to-head with him.

That would not do; the basic principles of seniority and the fact that children should listen to adults still had to be observed.

Sheng Hanyu wanted to maintain his dignity as a father.

"Take it out."

He was expressionless as he reached out his hand again.

"I won't—!"

Although the little guy was still refusing, his tone was no longer as firm as before, and tears filled his eyes; it looked like he was about to cry at any moment.

"I'll count to three. One, two..."

Sheng Zichen was hesitating, his bottom lifting slightly off the seat; he was wavering.

His father had always been a man of his word, and the consequences of disobedience were very serious; he was scared!

Sheng Hanyu remained calm, but he slowed his speaking pace to give his son time to make up his mind.

However... in the end, Sheng Zichen sat on the book very resolutely, sitting firmly, his gaze firm, and his tone even firmer: "I won't give it to you!"

Sheng Hanyu:...

The consequence was that the little guy was forcibly carried away, the book was confiscated, and then he was given a spanking!

Sheng Zichen wailed loudly, feeling incredibly aggrieved.

This incident alarmed his grandparents; Sheng Jiang and Wang Yinghao were not having it this time.

That's right, the child is yours, and we won't interfere with how you discipline him.

But you have to be reasonable.

Your daughter gave your son a book, what right do you have to forbid him from reading it?

This time, his wife also "defected," and Shi Youxuan did not stand with her husband.

It was genuine opposition, not the couple putting on a show for the sake of family harmony.

Sheng Hanyu became the target of everyone's criticism; he did not explain, but instead told his family high-handedly: "None of what you say counts, and it will be done this way from now on."

"Sheng Zichen is not only forbidden from reading cookbooks in the Study, but he is also not allowed to do so in his own room in the future; topics related to food cannot exceed three sentences, and his future ambitions are absolutely not allowed to have anything to do with eating."

Everyone's opposition was ineffective.

Sheng Hanyu went from bad to worse; he threw out all the toys in his son's room related to kitchens, small pots, small spatulas, and anything to do with cooking or eating, replacing them with educational toys and the like.

Wang Yinghao was so angry she stomped her feet, and Sheng Jiang sighed repeatedly.

Even when Shi Youxuan moved to the guest room to sleep, protesting with a cold war against her husband, he did not change his mind.