Lin Weiming was a little embarrassed by the praise.

Seeing the sweet potato skin in my hand sizzling from the fire, I knew it would be ruined if it continued to roast for too long.

However, the other people in line had already moved to the side.

"Since we're neighbors on the same street, please have a taste." Lin Weiming casually added some toppings to the roasted sweet potato skin in his hand and handed it to Master Jiang.

Mr. Jiang had been through a lot all morning. He usually didn't eat breakfast before going out, and his stomach was already rumbling in protest as he smelled the aroma.

He smiled, took the roasted sweet potato skin, popped it into his mouth, took a bite, and his eyes lit up. He said to Lin Weiming, "If this flavor were chopped up and made into fried pancakes, there would probably be a long queue here at midday."

Lin Weiming has been racking his brains these past few days trying to figure out how to make more money, but he has little business experience and has no ideas.

Now, after hearing what Master Jiang said, I have some ideas.

Their shop is in a good location, but they can only sell roasted sweet potato noodles for about half a morning. If it's later in the day, very few people will eat roasted sweet potato noodles for lunch.

But if you make use of your lunch break or evening, you can earn even more money.

Lin Weiming felt that this old man didn't seem as annoying as Jiang Yongqiang anymore.

Lin Weiming said coldly, "Your son's affairs are none of your business. Since he himself is unwilling to come, there's no reason for me to forgive him."

Old Master Jiang was a shrewd man, and he immediately understood the meaning behind Lin Weiming's words. He quickly ran over, grabbed Jiang Yongqiang by the ear, and dragged him over.

"You unfilial son, why don't you apologize right now? Do you really want to just let this life go by like this? Then don't blame me for giving you a younger brother! No, one younger brother might not be enough," Master Jiang threatened.

If Master Jiang had a few more sons, and Jiang Yongqiang is now a half-crippled man, then his future days would probably be extremely miserable.

"I...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have tried to rob your shop. I won't do it again." Jiang Yongqiang bit his lip until it bled, finally managing to apologize.

Actually, it wasn't as difficult for him to say those words as he had imagined.

However, he still secretly glanced at the underlings who had been following him all along.

Unfortunately, these thugs didn't care whether their boss apologized or not. Instead, they all stared at Lin Weiming expectantly, hoping he would forgive his boss and, by extension, them.

They also don't want to continue experiencing sleep paralysis every day, making it difficult to sleep properly.

Lin Weiming snorted coldly: "I'm so much older than you, and I'm not a petty person. It's easy for me to forgive you, but how dare you talk about my daughter like that! As long as my daughter doesn't forgive you, I will never forgive you!"

Mr. Jiang was somewhat stunned.

How could a grown man be so doting on his daughter?

"That's right, why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror? What do you look like? You actually want my Wanwan to be your child bride? You're dreaming too much!" Liu Junlan had already pulled Lin Wanyue into her arms, afraid that the Jiang family would be angry.

Liu Junlan's words struck a nerve with Jiang Yongqiang. He couldn't urinate properly and even dreamed of ghosts at night, which was enough to scare him half to death.

Jiang Yongqiang felt that the old woman was definitely doing it on purpose, and that she might be the one who harmed him.

However, when you're under someone's roof, you have no choice but to bow your head.

Jiang Yongqiang, who had always been arrogant and domineering, finally understood the meaning of those words.

While he was still hesitating, Master Jiang slapped him on the head: "Aren't you going to apologize? This girl is so cute, even if you like her, you can't just take her home as your wife."

Jiang Yongqiang's head ached from being beaten by his father, and he tearfully apologized to Lin Wanyue.

Mr. Jiang smiled and tried to get closer to her, saying, "Young Master Lin, please forgive my useless son. He doesn't have any bad intentions; he just thinks this girl is cute."

"...Since our two families have become friends through a fight and are destined to meet, why don't we let my son take this girl in as his goddaughter? He certainly won't mistreat his goddaughter."

Jiang Yongqiang nodded, wiped away his tears, and said, "Okay, this girl is cute, I'll take her."

Lin Wanyue: "..."

This family really knows how to take advantage of someone's misfortune.

Liu Junlan: Swing your weapon! You old geezer, you're just taking advantage of me, aren't you?

Lin Wanyue patted Liu Junlan's shoulder with her chubby little hand and said with a smile, "I also feel that I have a special connection with your family. But since we're going to become godparents, why don't you become my godson?"

"That won't do!" Jiang Yongqiang said without even thinking.

The little girl is only three or four years old, more than ten years younger than him.

If he were more diligent, he might actually have been able to have a daughter this big!

But if he were to recognize such a young girl as his godmother, where would he put his face in the future?

Wouldn't I be laughed at to death?

Jiang Yongqiang refused to do anything.

Mr. Jiang, who proposed adopting a goddaughter, never expected that Lin Wanyue, a little girl, would have such an idea, actually wanting to adopt his son as her god-grandson.

Wouldn't that make him this little girl's godson?

He's already this old, why is he acting like a good son to someone else?

No, absolutely not!

The father and son reached a consensus at this moment.

However, Master Jiang is shrewd and calculating, and his thinking goes much deeper.

I had already observed the Lin family members, and I didn't see much difference between them.

On the contrary, this little girl is not only incredibly cute, but there are few children in the entire county who are more adorable and clever than her. Now she actually has the audacity to say that she wants to be their godmother.

I remembered what the old monk had said about heavenly secrets not being revealed.

Could it be...?

The most capable person in the Lin family is this little girl being held in their arms.

Mr. Jiang's mind raced, and in the blink of an eye, he had made up his mind.

He smiled and called out to Lin Wanyue, "God-aunt."

She turned to her son and patted him again, saying, "Hurry up and call her 'Grandma'!"

"Grandma?" Jiang Yongqiang was stunned.

How come his father is so flexible and adaptable?

No, if his father called her "aunt," then according to seniority, she really would be his great-aunt!

"Good grandson~" Lin Wanyue smiled, her eyes crinkling.

Those who were originally in line widened their eyes when they saw Mr. Jiang leading Jiang Yongqiang to apologize.

The Jiang family has been domineering for many years. Jiang Yongqiang is indeed an arrogant and domineering playboy, but how could Master Jiang possibly be a kind person?

Over the years, I've never seen Mr. Jiang apologize to anyone.

But now they've seen it.

And I even saw Jiang Yongqiang call this three or four-year-old girl "Grandma"!