Heavenly Blessed Baby: Fleeing Famine, Busy to Prosper!-Chapter 174: Let My Dad Hit Him

Mrs. Qi’s remaining doubts vanished after she personally tasted the fish face meat.

Whether it was because everyone said so or it was genuinely delicious, Mrs. Qi, after a strong request from her little granddaughter, took a bite and was convinced that this was the tastiest part.

However delicious it was, she couldn’t share it with others.

So, Qi Manman enjoyed three pieces of fish face meat all by herself, one piece was given to her grandpa, and one to Brother Shi.

When Qi Shilang saw that his little sister had specially given it to him, he cherished it like a treasure as he put it in his mouth, chewed, blinked his eyes, chewed again... and swallowed.

He couldn’t really taste anything.

But Qi Manman, with her big round eyes, watched him. Seeing him swallow it, she excitedly asked, "Brother Shi, was it good?"

"I..."

Qi Shilang blinked, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

It tasted like fish, pretty good, but not extraordinarily so.

However...

Qi Shilang instinctively felt he shouldn’t say that, so he looked for help from his own mother.

Ai Zhaodi, seeing this, understood.

No matter how tasty, it was clearly a child’s whim.

So she hugged her son and laughed, saying, "The fish meat your little sister gave you, isn’t it particularly tasty?"

"Tasty, what my little sister gives is tasty."

Qi Shilang seemed to finally know how to answer.

Qi Zheng enjoyed a piece of fish face meat, squinting his eyes in enjoyment, then said, "Alright, let’s eat!"

Everyone quickly picked up their chopsticks to eat and didn’t dare continue discussing the fish face meat.

Although the family still had about ten large fish left, they were meant to be stored. If little Manbao insisted on eating fish face meat, agreeing would pain them for the fish, not agreeing would pain them for the little girl.

So, it’s best not to mention it.

Fortunately, Qi Manman wasn’t truly insensible. After enjoying the fish face meat, she began to shovel rice into her mouth with a wooden spoon.

She didn’t need to worry about picking dishes; with her grandmother and mother on either side, they would put delicious dishes in her bowl!

Yin Cheng swallowed the fish in his mouth and then said, "Fresh fish in winter is precious. Enjoy, but don’t let others know."

His sudden words paused everyone’s eating actions, and they all looked at Yin Cheng.

Yin Cheng stopped talking, picked up another piece of fish, and carefully removed the bones in his bowl.

Qin Minglang smiled wryly at the scene, but still explained to everyone, "There are many people in the family and even more outside. If others know we are eating fish and they aren’t, it may understandably cause some hard feelings."

"So, let’s eat, but not speak a word of it outside."

Everyone understood Qin Minglang’s words.

Keep wealth hidden, as well as fish!

"The gentlemen are right. Keep this in mind: say nothing about it outside, not even a word."

Qi Zheng cleared his throat: "Especially the children, warn them well."

"Yes!"

The daughters-in-law promptly replied.

The next moment, as Qi Quanli was burying his head in his meal, he suddenly felt someone watching him. He looked up to meet his father’s gaze.

"Dad, why are you looking at me?"

Qi Quanli felt his hair nearly stand on end under his father’s stare.

Qi Zheng looked at his youngest son sinisterly, "What did I just say?"

"Huh?"

Qi Quanli was confused but honestly replied, "Didn’t you just say to keep an eye on the kids at home and not let them talk carelessly outside?"

Realizing something as he spoke, Qi Quanli flushed red and argued, "Dad, why look at me like that? You think I’d go blabbing like a kid?"

"Wouldn’t you?"

Qi Zheng retaliated.

Direct hit.

Qi Quanli almost jumped up, yelling, "Of course I wouldn’t!"

"I hope so!"

Qi Zheng withdrew his gaze, adding, "If you blab, I’ll personally beat you to death."

"No, Dad, am I really that untrustworthy to you?"

Qi Quanli stood up outright, "If I blab, you won’t need to beat me, I’ll...I’ll do it myself!"

"Sit down and eat!"

Mrs. Qi glared at Qi Quanli, and said to Qi Zheng, "Old rascal is already seventeen this year, stop criticizing him in front of everyone, he has some pride."

Qi Quanli was about to sit when his mother’s words rang true, ready to say "so right," when she continued, "Talk to him privately, if he doesn’t listen, I’ll help you hit him."

"..."

Qi Quanli stood awkwardly, half-sitting, half-standing, looking up at his mother with an indescribable expression.

The others struggled to suppress their laughter, not wanting to tease the "old rascal," but struggled to contain their grins.

Qi Manman, with her big eyes twinkling, looked up from her meal suddenly, and in her little voice said, "Uncle is a good kid, he won’t talk carelessly!"

"Hey!"

Qi Quanli finally sat and beamed with delight at his niece, just about to say "my niece is the best," when the little girl added, "If he talks carelessly, let my dad hit him!"

Qi Quanli: ...

The crowd: "Hahahaha!"

This time they couldn’t help it.

Even little Manbao thinks this, you can see how deep-rooted the impression of Qi Quanli’s carelessness is.

"Fine! You’re all in cahoots! I won’t talk to you anymore!"

Qi Quanli angrily picked up his bowl, grabbed a large amount of vegetables to put on his rice, and started shoveling it into his mouth.

Judging by the ferocity, one might think he was eating a human.

Everyone resumed eating after a laughter break.

Despite Qi Quanli’s normal unpredictability, he’s actually a person with a sense of propriety, so everyone’s worry still leaned more toward their children.

By late morning the next day, Qi Ercai and Qi Quanjin came back with a lot of fine threads and also bought some food and dried vegetables.

The food bought was sent to Ji Hu’s courtyard, and half of the dried vegetables were kept.

After a few days of rest, Ji Hu had recovered quite a bit, still weak, but able to speak and get up to tend to the firewood.

Mrs. Lai Sr. remained the most severe.

Old in age, with heavy blood loss, starvation, and exposure, surviving until rescue was already a huge stroke of luck.

Though saved, she hovered between life and death, mostly sipping rice soup, and hadn’t opened her eyes.

Er Laizi regained consciousness, but his frostbite was severe; his forearm was frozen beyond repair, which led Qin Minglang and Yin Cheng to amputate it.

Fortunately, it was his left forearm. Though crippled, once recovering, he’d still manage daily tasks well enough.