Chapter 129 Do One Thing Well

Chapter 129: Be Good at What You Do

Of course there would be risks. They sell their durians at such high prices. If the business took off and someone shady discovered the durians were planted on that hillside, they would definitely take the risk to steal them.

So from the very beginning, Su He had planned to run the durian venture with the Fu family on a profit-sharing basis.

If they profited, they would naturally put their backs into it.

Otherwise, even if they were blood relatives, they wouldn’t be so committed.

Wu Yanhua left Su He’s house, worried sick.

No matter how much Su He insisted she stay for lunch, she refused.

Seeing that their grandmother hadn’t come to take them home, the Fu children let out a sigh of relief.

Yes! More time at Auntie’s place!

After the swamp eel porridge was cooked, Su He fried the remaining swamp eels—they smelled amazing.

During the meal, Zhuang Zhuang couldn’t help but say, “My family can’t stand eating swamp eels—they’re too gamey. But Auntie’s cooking is so delicious!”

His words were filled with admiration for Su He.

“If you love it, have seconds. Swamp eels are nutritious, and there’s plenty of porridge left. If you finish and want more, grab more.”

Hearing this, the children all went back for seconds after finishing their first bowls.

That Friday was town market day.

Su He was strapped for cash now, so naturally, she wouldn’t miss the chance to earn some on market day.

But they were walking to town, and she wondered if Liangchuan could handle the walk.

“Liangchuan, we’re going to town for the market tomorrow, but we’ll be walking there,” Su He asked for his opinion.

“Auntie Su, I’m going wherever you go.” He had already decided—no matter what, he would stick with Auntie Su and the others.

After getting Ji Liangchuan’s answer, Su He went ahead to prepare the fried dough, feeling reassured.

While frying the dough, each of the three kids ate one, stuffed and utterly satisfied.

Soon, market day arrived, and Su He, as usual, went to town with Aunt Niu, bringing the three kids along.

It was Ji Liangchuan’s first time walking such a long distance, and he was thrilled.

He wasn’t tired at all—it was a blast.

Truth is, as long as he was with Auntie Su and the others, everything felt fun, and no task seemed tiring.

Su He chatted with Aunt Niu as they pushed the cart together.

“So you’re really going back to the city?” Aunt Niu asked.

“Yes, probably the day after tomorrow,” Su He replied with a smile.

“Ah, I’ll miss you like crazy.”

“I’ll visit all the time.”

"Then you definitely won’t be going to town with me to sell things anymore, right?" This was what Aunt Niu would miss the most.

With Su He tagging along to sell goods in town, not only did she have company along the way, but she could also benefit from Su He’s incredible good luck.

Somehow, Aunt Niu felt that as long as her own affairs were connected to Su He, things would generally go smoothly.

Like when they went to town. In the past, she could never sell her goods so quickly and always ended up bringing some leftovers back home.

But now? Before the morning was even over, everything was sold out, and she could return home early.

"Doubt it. I won’t have time," Su He sighed.

"What a shame. You make good money with this," Aunt Niu said with deep regret.

Though she didn’t know exactly how much Su He made, Aunt Niu figured she must earn at least ten or twenty yuan per trip to town.

Ten or twenty yuan—her husband barely scraped together a few yuan a day doing backbreaking work.

She was way off. Su He usually made seventy or eighty yuan in a single trip.

"Well, what can you do? I can’t keep living apart from their dad forever."

Aunt Niu thought about it and agreed. Fu Tinghua was so handsome and had such a good job.

If nobody kept tabs on him, what if he found another woman outside and dumped Su He?

Dump Su He? Perfect.

She had a younger son, just turned eighteen this year and not yet married.

If Fu Tinghua didn’t want Su He anymore, then great—she could take her as a daughter-in-law.

Forget how much she liked Su He—just her people skills and business smarts alone would surely bring their family greater prosperity.

"My youngest son is already eighteen," Aunt Niu suddenly blurted out without context.

Su He blinked, confused. "Oh, that’s nice."

"No, listen—if Ting Hua ever dumps you, you can marry into our family. I’ve got your back."

Su He stared. '......'

What was Aunt Niu even thinking?

Niu Niu and Ji Liangchuan bounded ahead, laughing and playing, but Zai Zai stayed close to Su He.

He cut in sharply, "My dad loves my mom so much. He would never abandon her."

Caught by the kid, Aunt Niu flushed.

She fidgeted, avoiding his gaze.

"She’s just teasing," Su He chuckled, patting her son’s head.

"Yeah, just kidding," Aunt Niu mumbled, not daring to meet Zai Zai’s eyes.

Kid had a creepy stare for his age.

"Mom, Dad loves you so much," Zai Zai insisted, dead serious.

"Mom knows, and Mom loves Dad too."

"Really?" The gloom finally lifted from Zai Zai's face, replaced by a slight excitement.

"Really."

Seeing Zai Zai finally smile, Aunt Niu quickly added, "Oh my, your mom and dad are both so good-looking—they'd never look twice at anyone else."

Su He: [...]

Truth be told, Aunt Niu hit the nail on the head.

Once they arrived in town, this time Su He and the others didn’t have to hunt for a space because the people who had copied her fried dough last time didn’t show up.

Su He guessed they wouldn’t come back—after getting dragged to the police station and chewed out, they probably wouldn’t dare.

"Where should we set up? I'll go wherever you set up, hon," Aunt Niu said, torn between two good spots.

But since she was piggybacking on Su He’s success, she naturally followed her lead.

"Let’s go to the old spot. Our regulars know that's our spot," Su He said.

After buying charcoal and setting up, market-goers started trickling in.

As usual, Su He began frying up fresh batches to sell.

"Hey, aren’t you the woman who used to sell sweet potato cakes here?" someone asked as they approached.

"Yes, that’s me. Someone took my spot last time, so I had to move elsewhere."

"You’ve changed so much—I almost didn’t recognize you. But I still remember the smell of these sweet potato cakes. I'll take five."

From then on, business was nonstop.

She’d already shooed the kids off earlier to find Ms. Zhou, Ji Liangchuan’s grandmother.

Aunt Niu was reaping the benefits too—while waiting for their fried dough, market-goers picked up some veggies, eggs, and other items from her.

No wonder she always said things always worked out when she teamed up with Su He. Su He really had the magic touch.

Whatever she put her hand to, she mastered.