"Old Fei, the legend goes that even immortals love braised skewers, and the little devils in the King of Hell's palace fight over them."

Braised skewers are reddish-brown, soft and flavorful, and come in a variety of flavors. Each skewer has a different filling, and those who love spicy food will find it irresistible and unable to stop eating.

While listening to Ye Tianyong's boasting, Old Fei appeared meticulous and unconcerned. In reality, when Ye Tianyong wasn't looking, he had already taken a tissue and secretly wiped his mouth, which seemed suspicious...

Finally, after much persuasion from Ye Tianyong, Fei Lao reluctantly agreed.

He told him to come and pick it up in three days. Before leaving, he also told Ye Tianyong that if he set up a stall, he must tell him where it was so that the boy could go and buy some to try.

"Okay, I'll definitely pack you a lot! You can eat your fill," Ye Tianyong laughed heartily.

"That's great!" Old Fei gave Ye Tianyong a smack, a look that said, "You're smart, kid."

...

Before he knew it, it was already seven o'clock when Ye Tianyong finished buying pig intestines and got home, and the sun had already set.

Outside, Yingbao, Wang Yitong, Ye Yuanhang, and Ye Haoyu were busy whittling bamboo into skewers to prepare for skewering various meats and vegetables.

"Old man, what do you think Yingbao and the others are up to? Should we go and ask them?" Wang Cuihua, who was sitting on the edge of the kang embroidering insoles, asked Ye Yaozu, who was lying on the kang smoking.

Ye Yaozu turned around, glanced at where Yingbao was a few times, and pondered for a moment, "Why are you asking so many questions? When the child wants us to know, he will speak up."

Wang Cuihua glanced at Ye Yaozu and said, "Go or don't go, I'm going to ask anyway."

Ye Yaozu retorted, "Your legs are your own, I didn't stop you!"

Enraged, Wang Cuihua grabbed a rag and slapped her, saying, "I bet you're just having a craving for a cigarette, that's why you're making excuses..."

Ye Yaozu seemed to tacitly agree and remained silent.

Wang Cuihua instantly put on a dramatic performance, feigning tears as she cried, "What was the point of marrying into your Ye family all this time? My sons are disobedient, and all the men do is smoke, like they're addicted to cigarettes every day. Why am I so unlucky!"

Before Ye Yaozu could finish listening, he quickly put out his cigarette and started coaxing his grandmother.

Grandpa Ye Yaozu didn't want to upset Grandma because of his smoking, but he couldn't help it. He had been smoking since he was young and was addicted to it, so he couldn't remember.

Not smoking is like a death sentence for me!

Grandpa Ye Yaozu would always agree verbally, but he just couldn't remember.

If it weren't for his cough and subsequent hospital check-up, which revealed he had high blood pressure, his grandmother, Wang Cuihua, wouldn't have kept bringing it up.

well!

Every family has its own problems!

...

Before long, the four of them had lots piled up in front of them.

"Mother, eldest brother, second brother, that's enough, no need to cut it yet," Ye Ying said, stopping them.

When Wang Yitong heard what her daughter Yingbao said, she stopped peeling skewers and turned to clean up the trash that the group had made.

But the eldest brother Ye Yuanhang and the second brother Ye Haoyu thought that Yingbao was worried that they were too tired, so they continued to slicing in the same spot until Yingbao got up and came over to stop them.

When she reached out, it felt as if her second brother's knife had grazed her, causing a sharp pain. But when she picked up her hand to look at it, she couldn't find any marks.

Ye Yuanhang paused for a while, "He clearly saw his second brother scratch his little sister Yingbao, but why is there no wound on Yingbao's hand? Is he overthinking it? Did he see it wrong?"