Chapter 162: The old lady, seeing this living King of Hell again, immediately cried out in misery!

You think buying cloth is the end of it?

There are also buttons and trouser zippers.

This era already has metal zippers, they're not expensive—buy twenty, just in case.

After taking care of those, the man had his hands full, while Shen Man was empty-handed.

"Jiang Ye gege, I still want to buy yeast and yeast powder, I'll be right back."

Shen Man poked her head out, looked around, and saw a shop selling wine jars next to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative; she then took the man's arm and pulled him over.

Last time when Mo Dage and Zhou Dage came to build her stove, they happened to bring her four jars.

Each can brew twenty catties of liquor; four are enough for her.

Seeing that the weather has warmed up, suitable for brewing, she prepared to wash the jars, air-dry them, then buy some fruits suitable for brewing, and started making wine.

Making wine isn't something she made up; homemade grape wine generally uses the wild yeast on grape skins to ferment the grapes, so no extra yeast is needed.

For other fruit wines, she tries to use yeast, especially fruit yeast, because it contains amylase, which fully utilizes the fruit's sugar, improving the wine's taste and yield, making the fruit wine crisper and sweeter.

Almost any fruit can be used to make fruit wine; common ones include grapes, apples, pears, strawberries, yangmei, lychees, etc.

Now in May, the lychees, pineapples, guavas, and mulberries on the Sea Island are the best ingredients for making fruit wine.

Grandfather has complained more than once in private that the grape wine he painstakingly brought from the Capital has all been guzzled by those old buddies.

Now he doesn't even have that bottle left, and he wants a drink.

The polyphenols in this fruit wine have antioxidant effects, helping to lower the risk of heart disease and stroke.

By contrast, baijiu undergoes multiple distillations, losing many nutrients, and its alcohol content is too high, easily harming the body.

Moreover, she can add Spiritual Liquid to the fruit wine, giving the brewed fruit wine a strengthening effect, so she is happy to put in a little thought and brew wine for Grandfather and them.

Not long after the two entered the shop, a commotion broke out outside.

"Wuwuwu, Grandma, my stomach hurts."

"You damned idiot, what did you mix into the rice cakes? If anything happens to my precious grandchild, how will this old woman go on?!"

"Everybody come and look, the rice cakes sold at the Supply and Marketing Cooperative's entrance are problematic—my grandson ate them and rolled on the ground!"

"Hey, lady, don't talk nonsense—what's wrong with the rice cakes we sell at the Supply and Marketing Cooperative?"

"So many villagers ate them and were fine—why did only your grandson get a stomachache?"

"Director, I just followed orders, cutting the rice cakes into small pieces and handing them out to passing villagers to try."

"That lady grabbed the plate directly, letting her grandson eat to his heart's content, saying it's free, why not eat?"

"Yes, I can testify for her—I saw it!"

"I can testify too—I saw it!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves; the onlookers couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to speak for the Supply and Marketing Cooperative staff.

Seeing this, the troublemaking grandfather and grandson exchanged glances and started another round of their act.

"Ow, my stomach hurts so bad, Grandma—am I going to die? Wuwuwu, I haven't even grown up, I haven't properly filial to Grandma yet~"

"My dear grandson, it's unbearable, they're bullying us—I'd rather die with you~"

Saying that, the old lady went to bang her head against the wall; of course, many people saw and rushed to stop her.

The originally reasonable manager of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative was at his wit's end—how could he have just gotten a month of peace, and now this old lady is back in the fray?

Seeing their suicidal act, he now doubts whether he's been too harsh.

He thought, if worse comes to worst, just pay some compensation and send them away.

Just as the old lady and grandson were about to achieve their goal, Jiang Ye in military uniform appeared.

"What's the commotion?"

That voice was calm and powerful, instantly quieting the noisy scene.

Everyone looked over and saw the soldier in uniform; the manager, as if seeing a lifeline, hurried over to greet him, exclaiming:

"Soldier comrade, long time no see! Please judge for us—this grandfather and grandson are causing trouble again!"

Jiang Ye's gaze was icy; he ignored the outstretched hand, his indifferent look passing over the person to fall on the weeping grandfather and grandson, and he said impatiently:

"It's you again—didn't you forget the written pledge and fingerprint you made last time?"

"Good, what are you waiting for? Tie them up, hand them over to the Public Security Bureau, tell the bureau officers that this grandfather and grandson are stirring trouble, violating public order—sentence them directly and send them to a farm for reform!"

Really, I can't understand how this director got his position.

So easily manipulated, what's the point of being a Supply and Marketing Cooperative director?

"Yes, yes, I'll follow your arrangements, comrade."

The director wiped sweat from his forehead, barely able to withstand the soldier's aura.

If I'm not mistaken, he seems to hold a grudge against him.

The director wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a bit unable to withstand the pressure from the military comrade.

"No, no, we won't pursue it, we won't pursue it!"

The old lady, seeing this living King of Hell again, immediately cried out in misery!

She hadn't come out to frolic for over a month, just to avoid running into this person.

How could she go out today after checking the almanac, which clearly said great luck, yet still run into him!

"Grandma, it's this bad guy—kill him, kill him!"

Compared to the last time she saw him, plump and jade-like, this hyper-masculine little boy now looks noticeably thin.

But the viciousness in his eyes and the malice in his words remain the same.

The onlookers all clicked their tongues, wondering how this old lady raises her child.

But the ferocity in his eyes, the malice in his words, remained.

The onlookers all clicked their tongues, "How did this old lady raise her child?"

Why do you keep killing?

Seeing the fierce glint on the boy's face and his unmasked malice, they all sucked in a gasp of cold air.

They all thought, if it were their own child, they'd snap a few willow branches and give the child a hard beating!

No beating, no feeling the pain!

A few strikes and it's over!

"Shut up, don't speak."

For the first time, the old woman lost her temper at her grandson.

In a single swift step, her true age was completely hidden; she reached out and covered the grandson's mouth, which was full of curses.

But the next second, the grandson bit down on her webbed hand, and blood spurted out instantly, causing the onlookers to gasp in shock.

"Ah~"

The old woman let out a painful cry, but the grandmother who dotes on her grandson did not push him away immediately.

That gave the over‑strong boy a chance to press his advantage, nearly tearing off a piece of flesh; only with the help of a passerby who couldn't bear to watch were the grandparent and grandchild finally pulled apart...

Shen Man, hiding behind the large wine jar behind the door, inhaled a gasp of cold air at the sight.

That over‑strong boy was far too savage; she was his own grandmother, and even though he treated her that way, his grandmother wouldn't dare raise a hand!