Chapter 144: 144, Snack Shop Chapter 144: 144, Snack Shop “Grandpa isn’t busy anyway, so consider it a little exercise,” Yang Lisheng chuckled. He wasn’t comfortable with Xiao Ning taking the bus back alone.
Song Yan Ning felt a bit helpless, “Grandpa, how about you wait for me at the bus stop at the village entrance from now on? I’ll call you when I get on the bus.”
“Let’s talk about that later, are you hungry? Grandpa will take you to have some snacks.” Yang Lisheng took Song Yan Ning’s hand and headed to a snack bar near the school. When he got out of the car, he had looked around and noticed that the snack shop was quite clean.
“Fang Ya,” noticing Song Yan Ning following Yang Lisheng towards the snack shop across the street, scoffed with disdain and quickly caught up. Earlier, she had seen Song Yan Ning eating on the second floor and thought her family must also be wealthy, but it seems she was merely basking in the light of Ling Yu and Guo Kai. Otherwise, the person picking her up wouldn’t be an old man, but someone with their own private driver like her.
“Xiao Ning, is this your classmate?” Yang Lisheng stopped walking when he heard Fang Ya call out to Song Yan Ning.
“Uh-huh,” Song Yan Ning nodded.
“Hello, young classmate, I am Xiao Ning’s grandpa,” Yang Lisheng smiled at Fang Ya. This young classmate is really cute, her little dress is so pretty; Xiao Ning would also look good in it. He and his wife would buy one for her this coming Sunday.
Fang Ya ignored Yang Lisheng, watching Song Yan Ning. “Are you guys taking the bus back?”
“Young classmate, where did you buy this dress?” Yang Lisheng asked.
Fang Ya lifted her head proudly, “At the mall, my mom bought it for me, I heard it’s over two thousand.” Not everyone can afford that kind of money.
Yang Lisheng was about to ask Fang Ya which mall it was bought at. For Xiao Ning, let alone two thousand, he wouldn’t hesitate to spend even more.
“Grandpa, I’m hungry,” Song Yan Ning tugged at Yang Lisheng’s hand. Fang Ya only came to show off her sense of superiority, which Song Yan Ning couldn’t care less about.
“Alright,” Yang Lisheng nodded, leading Song Yan Ning towards the snack shop.
Watching the retreating figures of Song Yan Ning and Yang Lisheng, Fang Ya sneered mockingly, glancing down at her dress, “People like you could never afford what I’m wearing.”
“Honk!” With the sound of a car horn, a luxury car stopped next to Fang Ya.
Seeing the person inside the car, Fang Ya’s eyes lit up with surprise, “Mom! Why did you come to pick me up today?” She opened the door and got into the car.
“Today was your first day of school, of course, Mom had to pick you up. How are you finding school? Is anyone bullying you?” Yan Zhenzhen smiled as she started the car.
“Yes, a girl stole the position of class president from me, and I even lost face today,” Fang Ya relayed the day’s events at school to Yan Zhenzhen.
“What’s that girl’s family like?” Yan Zhenzhen inquired. If someone bullied her daughter, she naturally needed to understand the family background of the other party to decide whether to confront them.
“She seems really poor. I just saw her grandpa; he came to pick her up by bus, and now they’ve gone to a snack shop across from the school. But she knows two friends from wealthy families, Ling Family and Guo Family, Xuxu’s cousin told me,” said Fang Ya. In her eyes, people were only divided into those who had money and those who didn’t.
“Hmm,” Yan Zhenzhen nodded. She decided she’d call the principal once they got home. Her daughter was not someone to be bullied lightly.
Song Yan Ning and Yang Lisheng entered the snack shop and noticed it was quite busy.
Glancing at the menu, Song Yan Ning saw that the shop sold traditional snacks like pan-fried buns, tofu pudding, wontons, rice balls…
“What do you want to eat?” Yang Lisheng looked at Song Yan Ning.
“Fried buns, Grandpa, let’s buy an extra portion to take back for Grandma,” Song Yan Ning suggested. When they were in Beijing, Grandma had seen a snack shop selling fried buns and wanted to buy some, but they were sold out, so they had dumplings instead.
Yang Lisheng smiled and nodded, remembering his wife’s wish to eat fried buns, “Boss, please pack three portions of fried buns to take away.”
“Okay! That’ll be twenty,” the Boss cheerily said.
Yang Lisheng took out twenty yuan and handed it to the Boss, waiting aside for the buns to be packed.
Song Yan Ning noticed a framed calligraphy on the wall, her gaze fell on the characters, and from the corner of her eye, she spotted a middle-aged man sitting in a corner. He sneakily looked around, seeing that no one was paying attention, he took a cockroach out of his pocket and put it into his bowl.
“Boss, come here!” After placing the cockroach, the middle-aged man called out to the boss.
“Coming,” the Boss hurried over to the middle-aged man. “What’s the matter?”
“Look for yourself, is this edible?” The middle-aged man fished the cockroach out of his soup with his chopsticks.
“This can’t be, our shop has never had such a thing,” the Boss stated confidently.
The middle-aged man stood up, pointing at the Boss angrily, “What do you mean? Are you suggesting that I put it in myself?”
The Boss smiled faintly, “Whether you put it in or not, you should know in your heart.” He was fully confident about the cleanliness of his shop.
“Everyone, come look! I clearly found a cockroach, but not only does the boss deny it, he accuses me of placing it myself,” the man held up the cockroach, yelling to the onlookers.
“That really is a cockroach, how disgusting!”
“Could there be a cockroach in my bowl too?”
“Boss, we came here to eat because your shop looked clean, now with this, you must give us an explanation, otherwise, we won’t dare to eat here again.”
“Exactly, there’s a school nearby, what if the kids get sick from eating here?”
Song Yan Ning wanted to step forward and explain what she had just witnessed, but seeing the Boss remain composed, she decided to wait and see how things played out. Additionally, she sensed an unusual aura from the Boss, and if she wasn’t mistaken, this Boss was an Ancient Martial Cultivator.
“I said the cockroach isn’t from my shop, and I have evidence,” the Boss walked up to the middle-aged man, “I’m giving you a chance to tell the truth, otherwise, I’ll call the police for extortion.”
The middle-aged man hesitated, his eyes wavering. However, considering he had done this several times before and had always received hefty compensation, he resolved to firmly exploit the Boss today.
“Don’t threaten me, the cockroach was from your shop, and even if the police come, that won’t change,” the middle-aged man stubbornly stared at the snack shop Boss, acting as if he had the upper hand. When he had chosen this spot, he had deliberately checked the surrounding area; there were no cameras here.