Chapter 118 Durian Tasting Action

Chapter 118 The Durian Tasting Operation

Su He was unaware that she had already gained quite a "bad reputation" in the village, but even if she knew, she wouldn’t care.

No one dared to provoke her, and she was happy to enjoy her peace and quiet.

When she arrived at the Fu family house, Fu Dajun was sitting by the front door, enjoying the breeze.

"Dad," Su He greeted the Fu family warmly.

"Ah, Su He," Fu Dajun's face lit up as soon as he saw her.

His daughter-in-law was growing more considerate.

What he had initially thought was a mediocre marriage now seemed increasingly like a great match for his son.

His son was too busy with work, but Su He kept the house in such good order that his son could work without a care.

"Dad, I harvested some durians and brought them over for everyone to try," Su He said, setting the basket down on the ground.

From a distance, Fu Dajun could already catch the—distinct or pungent—smell of the durians.

He instinctively covered his nose and said, "Su He, you’re sure this is... edible?"

Fu Dajun couldn’t finish his sentence, afraid of discouraging his daughter-in-law.

"Dad, it might not smell great, but it’s really delicious. Let me open one first, and then you can see if you can handle it."

With that, Su He brought the basket into the Fu family living room.

By then, the rest of the Fu family had gathered around.

"Wow, this durian looks so strange—covered in spikes!"

"Yeah, what’s inside? Can you really eat it?"

Everyone buzzed with curiosity.

Aside from a few who couldn’t handle the smell and covered their noses, most of the Fu family could bear it.

But the durian’s odor was so strong that even those who could stand it couldn’t help but frown.

Opening durians had always been a big trend nowadays.

Because no one could predict what was inside—whether it would be a successful lucky draw or a disappointing one.

Today, Su He opened five durians in a row, and every section was loaded with creamy fruit—not a single empty one so far.

It was fantastic! Getting such perfect durian fruit filled Su He with a sense of accomplishment—so rewarding!

The others didn’t quite understand her excitement, but seeing her get more thrilled with each durian she opened, they caught her excitement too.

"With durians, not every section has fruit, so the ones we grew are really good," Su He explained to everyone.

Now they finally understood why she was so excited. This fruit was so expensive, yet not every section guaranteed fruit? That’s such a scam!

Luckily, Su He didn’t hear that thought—her durians were top-notch. The rinds were thin, and the fruit was plump, way better than store-bought ones.

After opening all the durians she’d brought, Su He split one durian’s fruit into servings.

Once it was divided, Su He said, "Alright, let's eat."

Wu Yanhua, who had stayed quiet up till now, hesitated and asked, "How are we supposed to eat this?"

Su He: ......

She directly picked up a piece of durian flesh and popped it in her mouth.

Mmm... yep, that’s the one.

So good! So sweet and rich.

Seeing her enjoy it so much, the rest of the Fu family couldn’t help but drool.

Wu Yanhua and Fu Dajun were the first to try the durian. After tasting it, Wu Yanhua's eyes lit up—it was really delicious.

Fu Dajun pinched his nose and put the durian flesh into his mouth, but surprisingly, the taste was so good? Weirdly sweet, though the smell was awful.

Pinching his nose made it bearable—not a dealbreaker.

The kids, of course, loved it even more. After all, durian is sweet, and what child doesn’t love sweet things?

Even Zai Zai, who initially complained about the smell, ended up scarfing down two pieces.

Soon, the durians Su He had just opened were gobbled up by the Fus.

Everyone felt a little awkward, calling it stinky but still grabbing more.

Seeing no durian left, Zhuang Zhuang couldn’t help but ask, "Auntie, this is awesome! When can we eat it again next time?"

Before Su He could answer, Zhang Xiaohua covered her son’s mouth and scolded, "All you ever think about is food! This is for selling, not snacking!"

After this durian tasting, the Fu family were even more convinced about selling their durians.

And at that price—higher than meat? How could they afford to eat it regularly? They rarely even splurged on meat.

"Our family will have it twice a month—that’s my promise to you," Su He said with a smile.

Twice a month? That sounded like ages away.

But the idea of getting more of that sweetness in the future made everyone excited.

Just then, Chen Shufen’s voice rang out from down the road.

"Dajun, Dajun!" She called Fu Dajun’s name from afar.

Hearing her voice, Wu Yanhua’s face darkened.

That sister-in-law of hers was always dropping by to find her husband for no reason. Anyone who didn’t know better might think he was *her* husband—it drove her up the wall.

So Wu Yanhua marched out to meet Chen Shufen and asked, "Sister-in-law, what do you need?"

Chen Shufen, seeing it was her, shot her a dirty look.

"I’m looking for Dajun."

"Whatever you tell me, he’ll hear. Why’s it always *my* husband you’re after?"

Wu Yanhua's words were downright rude, stopping just short of saying that this widow kept coming to their house looking for her husband—was she trying to seduce him?

Chen Shufen was so angry she couldn’t speak, pointing at Wu Yanhua’s nose and stammering, "You... you... you..." but couldn't get a proper word out.

"I won’t argue with you. I just want to talk to Dajun."

With that, she pushed past Wu Yanhua and headed toward the Fu household.

Seeing no way to avoid it, Fu Dajun, the poor guy, had no choice but to step out from inside and greet Chen Shufen with a smile. "Sister-in-law, what brings you here?"

Chen Shufen threw a dirty look in Wu Yanhua’s direction and said, "Dajun, your wife really knows how to cause drama."

Fu Dajun: "..."

"Well, my wife didn’t mean anything by it. You’re overthinking it, sister-in-law. So, what did you need?"

Chen Shufen simply brushed right past Fu Dajun and entered the Fu family’s living room.

As she stepped inside, she remarked, "Are you all eating something good in here? What are you hiding?"

So she was here to mooch. The Fu family couldn’t help but roll their eyes at her shamelessness.

"What’s that awful smell? What did you eat? Smells like crap."

Wu Yanhua had only been in the living room for a moment before the stench of durian drove her back out.

Covering her nose, she said with disgust, "Dajun, what the hell is that smell in your house? It reeks!"