Chapter 213 Eating Problems
Wu Hongbing, who had never been yelled at by his mother, was stunned at first, then stamped his feet and started making a scene, "I don't want to eat the buns at home. They are sour, the fillings are smelly, and they are not tasty at all."
Wu Hongbing shouted very loudly. A mother and son who were unaware of the situation and were about to buy buns stopped in their tracks when they heard what he said.
Wen Zhaodi's face turned pale and she quickly covered her son's mouth with her hand.
He shouted so loudly that if someone heard him, who would come to buy buns?
All these buns will be smashed into your hands.
Zheng Jiexiu pulled his precious grandson in front of him to protect him, and scolded his daughter-in-law with a stern face, "Why are you so fierce?"
Wen Zhaodi: "No...I..."
"You're still covering the child's mouth. Have you forgotten that your eldest cousin's son died because he covered the child's mouth because the child was crying too loudly?"
"How dare you cover the child's mouth?" Zheng Jie Xiu glared at Wen Zhaodi.
With his grandmother's support, Wu Hongbing hummed in his grandmother's arms.
Wen Zhaodi lowered her voice and glanced at the people passing by outside the store, "Mom, I'm afraid people might hear..."
Zheng Jiexiu knew in his heart that it would be bad if others heard what his precious grandson said, but he still muttered stubbornly, "If they hear it, then they hear it."
She took her precious grandson's hand and said with a smile, "Our Bingbing wants to eat pig intestines, right? Grandma will go to the grocery store to buy some pig intestines and cook them for our Bingbing at noon."
Wu Hongbing pouted and said, "I don't want to eat what grandma makes. I want what Gu Dong's mother makes. Grandma's cooking is not tasty."
"Nonsense." Zheng Jiexiu said with a straight face, "You haven't even tasted the pig intestines made by grandma, how do you know that hers is not delicious?"
Wu Hongbing wrinkled his nose. "Grandma's buns always stink, so the pig intestines she makes must stink too."
Puff, Zheng Jie Xiu was hit in the heart by an arrow.
"Bingbing, you can't say that. If you say that, no one will come to buy our buns." Zheng Jie Xiu held his precious grandson's hand and said in a gentle voice.
"If no one buys it, then no one buys it. What does it have to do with me? Grandma, buy me some noodles. Buy me the pork intestine noodles made by Gu Dong's mother." Wu Hongbing grabbed his grandmother's sleeve and acted coquettishly.
Zheng Jiexiu was in a very complicated mood. He was so annoyed by his grandson that he could only nod and say, "Okay, okay, buy, buy, buy. I'll ask your mother to buy it for you when the time comes."
Wen Zhaodi's eyes suddenly widened. She didn't want to lose face.
She already had a grudge against Yu Hui, and now both of their families opened restaurants, which seemed like a competition.
If she were to go to Yu Hui's noodle shop to buy noodles, wouldn't it seem like she was bowing to Yu Hui, and people would see her and laugh at her?
"Mom, buy it for me." Wu Hongbing went to his mother again.
Wen Zhaodi didn't want to embarrass her son, so she said, "The noodles they make are all stinky. Eating them will give you diarrhea."
Wu Fang frowned when she heard this. How could her mother talk nonsense?
The teacher said that people should be honest and trustworthy.
It was obvious that my mother and grandmother were dishonest and lacked integrity. The buns sold at home had a strange smell, and my mother still made up nonsense, saying that the noodles in the noodle shop were smelly.
"It's obviously fragrant." Wu Hongbing stamped his feet.
Wen Zhaodi continued to talk nonsense: "It smells good, but tastes stinky."
"That's right, the buns from your family really smell good but taste bad." A sharp female voice suddenly rang out, and then several buns wrapped in oil paper were thrown in front of Wen Zhaodi.
"Niu, Sister Niu..." Wen Zhaodi swallowed hard as she looked at the person who came.
The person who came was none other than Zhang Jialin's mother, Niu Li, who worked in the art troupe.
She sang soprano in the art troupe, and her voice was bright and sharp.
"Bah, who is your sister? Stop trying to get close to her." Niu Li put her hands on her hips and spoke in a shrill voice, causing passers-by to stop.
The man who was making clothes in the tailor shop next door also came out to see what was happening.
The two Yu Jianshe brothers and the three Gu Dong brothers also came out with Beibei in their arms to watch the fun.
"It's Zhang Jialin's mother." Yu Lixin stretched his neck and said.
Yu Jianshe: "I saw Zhang Jialin coming to buy steamed buns this morning. His mother must have felt that the buns didn't taste right, so she came to settle the score with Wu Hongbing's mother."
Yu Lixin: "It's been so long, and you're only now settling the score?"
It's almost ten o'clock now. Zhang Jialin came to buy buns at seven o'clock.
Wen Zhaodi, who was being criticized, looked extremely embarrassed, her face turning blue and red, just like a color palette.
Zheng Jiexiu didn't know Niu Li, nor did he know her identity or background. Seeing someone coming to cause trouble, he said rudely, "What do you want to do? Are you here to cause trouble on purpose?"
Niu Li was already angry, and now she became even angrier when she saw Zheng Jie Xiu selling spoiled buns without any guilt or remorse, and instead accused her of deliberately causing trouble so confidently.
She was a fierce person to begin with. She put her hands on her hips and raised her voice, "I'm here to cause trouble, so what? You sell rotten meat buns, and if someone gets sick from eating them, you won't let me cause trouble?"
"Everyone, come and take a look! The buns from this bun shop have stinky meat fillings and sour dough, yet they still sell them. My son got sick from eating them, and he's now in the hospital receiving IV drips."
"Everyone, please don't buy their buns from now on, or you'll end up in the hospital."
Zhang Jialin was admitted to the hospital because of a stomachache!
Gu Dong and the others were all shocked and felt so sorry for Zhang Jialin.
"Nonsense," Zheng Jiexiu said, waving his hands vigorously. "My buns are incredibly fresh. They're all made and steamed right on the spot. I've been selling them for two days now, and no one has complained about them being rancid or having any issues eating them."
"Your son is in the hospital because he's not feeling well and is ill. It has nothing to do with our buns. Don't try to blackmail us!"
"Heh..." Niu Li laughed angrily. She had lived for more than thirty years, and this was the first time someone accused her of blackmailing someone.
She was taking a day off today and wanted to sleep in, but Hui'er was too lazy to sleep, so she asked Jialin to take out the money to buy breakfast.
When she got up, breakfast had already been bought. She found the food tasted wrong and asked her son where he bought it.
I learned that it was bought at the bun shop run by Director Wu's family. Thinking that we all lived in the same compound, I decided not to go looking for them.
She didn't continue eating the buns. She bought eight buns and took a bite. Jialin ate two on the way home.
After a while, Jialin started vomiting and having diarrhea.
He was sent to the hospital and was told that he had acute gastroenteritis caused by eating something unclean and needed an IV drip.
When she was in the hospital, Niu Li felt so distressed when she saw her son's pale face.
I asked an acquaintance at the hospital to help look after the child, and I took the leftover buns from home to settle the bill with the bun shop.
If the child had no problems with the food, she wouldn't mind it since they lived in the same compound.
If something goes wrong with the food eaten by her most precious son, then she must take it to heart.
"My son is in good health, but he ate two buns from your shop and got acute gastroenteritis and was admitted to the hospital."
"Do you think that because no one came to look for you, there was nothing wrong with your buns? They just didn't come to look for you because you all live in the same compound."
"Everyone knows now that your Wu's bun shop uses stinky meat filling and sour dough to make buns."
When she was carrying Jialin to the hospital, she met several neighbors standing together and talking. They asked her what happened to Jialin.
When she told them that, the neighbors said they were talking about the Wu family's steamed buns.
Some of them bought buns in the morning, and the meat filling also smelled bad when they ate it.
They were all saying that many people in the compound must have known about it.
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