The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 311

Chapter 311: Chapter 311: She Knew Everything All Along

Yang Jing didn’t answer, but her evasive gaze said it all.

"Fuck, what the hell happened? Did you piss her off?"

The tin-roof shack wasn’t very soundproof, but with the constant howling of the wind outside, and since Shen Lu and Yang Jing had spoken inside the greenhouse, Liu Yaozu and Liu Qiang hadn’t heard a thing. They didn’t even know Shen Lu had been there.

"I... I didn’t." Yang Jing shook her head. No matter how slow she was, she knew she absolutely couldn’t take the blame right now, otherwise Liu Yaozu would do something terrible.

"Forget it. Throwing a tantrum at your mother isn’t going to change anything," Liu Qiang suddenly interjected. "But you have to tell us exactly why we’re not getting a meal tomorrow. You need to be clear about that."

It was true that Liu Qiang had initially looked down on Shen Lu, and he especially hadn’t wanted to live under someone else’s roof.

But the longer he stayed, the more his way of thinking gradually changed.

Aside from the slight loss of face, living here was just too good to be true.

Just by doing a little work, he got to eat meals with vegetables, fish, and meat—things they would normally only splurge on for major holidays. On top of that, he could keep an eye on his son and stop him from getting into trouble outside.

A real man could endure a little humiliation. It was nothing.

Liu Qiang firmly believed that Shen Lu would come crawling to them one day. ’She’s just a young girl,’ he thought. ’How capable can she possibly be?’

’Right now, she’s just riding on her boss’s coattails. What if, one day, he decides she’s not so valuable anymore? What will she do then? Where will she go?’

’She’ll still have to rely on us, her elders, to figure things out for her.’

But if you were to ask him to take the initiative and make peace now, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. The most he could manage was maintaining a superficial sense of harmony.

At her husband’s command, an instinctual fear took hold of Yang Jing. She hesitantly explained what had just happened.

Liu Yaozu burst out cursing, "Are you a fucking idiot? You work in the greenhouse every day and you didn’t even know there was a camera! Great! You’ve really screwed us all over now!"

Liu Qiang was silent for a moment before saying, "Go find her now. Give her a proper apology. Even if we only get one meal tomorrow, that’s better than nothing. We can’t have nothing."

Having grown accustomed to a delicious meal every day at noon, Liu Qiang couldn’t accept that it would suddenly be gone tomorrow.

But Yang Jing didn’t dare go looking for Shen Lu now.

However, forced by her husband and son, she still shuffled hesitantly toward the main hall.

Shen Lu was playing with Xiao Lang. She had taken out a number of spices and was teaching him to identify them one by one, then blindfolding him and having him guess what they were.

Having learned his lesson, Xiao Lang was now very cautious about using his superpower. He no longer used it as recklessly as before.

Xiao Lang’s memory was average. Of the dozen or so spices, he only remembered a few with particularly pungent scents. He could smell the others and even picture them in his mind, but he just couldn’t recall their names.

"Sister Shen, am I a little dumb?" Xiao Lang asked, his cheeks puffed out, looking both indignant and dejected.

"It’s okay. The more you encounter them, the more you’ll naturally remember. We’re just playing a game, right?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Lang nodded emphatically. "I’ll definitely remember them next time."

Yang Jing, who had just witnessed this exchange, froze for a moment. She had never seen this gentle side of Shen Lu before. With them, she was mostly just cold and distant. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Yang Jing had assumed Shen Lu was just an unapproachable person by nature. ’So, she’s only like that with us?’

Her earthy scent was quite distinct, and Xiao Lang caught it the moment she entered. He poked his little head out and said to Shen Lu, "It’s Aunt Yang."

Shen Lu nodded. "I know. You can go play now."

Xiao Lang scurried off, casting a curious glance at Yang Jing as he passed before disappearing back to his room without a word.

Shen Lu put away the spices and went back to the front desk to tidy up the countertop.

Yang Jing hesitated, unsure of what to do. The feeling of being ignored left her at a complete loss.

Shen Lu didn’t indulge her. Once she was done tidying, she left the desk and headed for the stairs.

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