Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son-Chapter 458 - 459: So Hungry I Could Eat My Hand!

Song Jinze had only been in the room for a quarter of an hour before he came out again.

However, the barrage of comments in the live stream had been non-stop; it was common knowledge that the live stream rooms of Xu Wanjia and Ye Zhenzhen had the highest popularity among the four families.

[Ah! Why did President Song come out so quickly?]

[Can you even do it, President Song? Weren’t you supposed to sleep? Coming out so quickly, what’s the rush?]

[Sister Zhenzhen, too, having such an outstanding man enter the room and still letting him out, sigh!]

[What are you all feeling sorry about? Our CEO said it was for Ye Zhenzhen to go in and rest.]

Secretary Zhang was also taken aback to see the CEO coming out so soon from the room. So, had he misunderstood the CEO?

...

In the evening, smoke curled up from the village in the countryside, and the place was filled with the homely aroma of cooking.

Xu Wanjia and Director Yang were getting busy taking over the tofu-making job from the homeowner, having just waved goodbye to the last villager who came to make tofu.

In the surrounding villages, only Xu Wanjia’s home made tofu. Plus, with the popularity from the TV series she had acted in before, the people coming to make tofu in the afternoon were mostly her fans.

When Director Yang got home in the afternoon and saw Xu Wanjia helping the villagers make tofu, he started tidying up the kitchen. The homeowner was almost sixty and was usually busy with business, likely having no time to clean up.

The earth stove in the kitchen was so greasy that Director Yang ended up washing out a whole bucket of black water.

The bucket he used to carry the wastewater had become brittle from overuse; it hadn’t even been completely emptied when it broke, covering Director Yang’s shoes and hands with the dirty mess.

Yang Yike, who had been playing in the courtyard with Song Yuchen, exclaimed when she saw this, "Oh no, Daddy, your hands and feet are all black, you’ve turned into a big monster! Ha ha ha!"

The little one said this while moving closer to her dad, looking carefully, then pinched her nose and said, "Ew~ it stinks, Daddy, you’re a stinky monster!"

Xu Wanjia walked out of the house and saw Director Yang in a slightly messy state, couldn’t help but laugh, "What happened to you?"

"This bucket is no good; it broke!" Director Yang expressed his helplessness.

Xu Wanjia smiled, "Then you better wash up quickly, you’re all greasy and smelly."

Turning her head, Xu Wanjia asked Song Yuchen, "Xiao Chen, I’m about to make dinner. Would you like to stay at my home and have dinner with your little sister?"

Director Yang, washing at the sink beside the well, chimed in, "Xiao Chen, just have dinner at our place. Uncle’s going to make pork rib and lotus root soup tonight, you can enjoy the soup here with your sister."

But Song Yuchen still remembered he wanted to go home and try the instant noodles his mother had bought for him. He immediately shook his head, "Thank you, Uncle and Auntie, but I’d rather eat at home."

At this time, his dad was probably starting to prepare dinner too.

Hearing Xiao Chen’s refusal, Yang Yike started to giggle at her dad, "Daddy, are you planning to have Brother eat stinky lotus root soup at our home tonight?"

The little one’s voice was adorably milky, her laughter like the chime of bells, extremely infectious.

[Ha ha ha, little Yi Yi’s baby voice is so cute and adorable]

[Director Yang: Another day getting mercilessly teased by my precious daughter!]

Xu Wanjia frowned slightly and asked with a laugh, "Yi Yi, why would it be stinky lotus root soup? Daddy’s soup smells so good!"

Director Yang might not be good at other things, but he was quite skilled at making soup.

"Look, Daddy’s hands are all covered in that black stinky water, and it won’t wash off. If he makes the soup, won’t it become stinky too?"

Director Yang’s laugh turned helplessly wry.

Song Yuchen glanced gently over Director Yang’s hands, still not fully cleaned, and his blackened feet. In that moment, he caught the sour stench carried on the breeze...

The little fellow said nothing, but politely smiled at Xu Wanjia and Director Yang, "Uncle and Auntie, see you tomorrow."

As he was leaving, he asked Yang Yike, "Sister Yi Yi, I’m going home to eat noodles. Do you want to come with me?"

[Ah! Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, are you afraid that your Sister Yi Yi will have to drink stinky lotus root soup, so you’re inviting her to your house for instant noodles? Ha ha ha!]

[These two kids are so funny, Song Yuchen, you really are a good brother!]

[Doesn’t anyone think these two little ones are a perfect match?]

[A little bit, a little bit, they’ve got that mini-couple vibe!]

Yang Yike thought for a moment before shaking her head, "Thank you, brother, but I won’t go. I want to help Mom make dinner later!"

Dad’s hands were covered in stinky and black stuff, there was no way she could let Dad cook!

Song Yuchen nodded, "Alright then, I’ll go back and help my dad."

"Mhm, brother, be careful on the way home, okay?"

Xu Wanjia was a bit worried, "Xiao Chen, wait a second, Auntie will walk you home."

"No need, Auntie, I know the way. You guys are busy, I’m heading out!"

The house where Yang Yike lived was not far from theirs; just a straight walk out of the yard and a right turn would get you there, so Song Yuchen knew the way quite well.

...

It wasn’t until Song Yuchen got home that he remembered he had wanted to go ride the cow today. He had forgotten about it while playing with Sister Yi Yi.

The little guy walked into the kitchen and saw his dad opening a package of instant noodles.

"Dad~ Did you take the cow to drink water?"

Song Jinze didn’t look back, replying warmly, "Not yet. I’ll do it after dinner."

Yay! Yay!

But the moment the little guy saw Song Jinze’s well-defined hands taking out the noodle cake from the instant noodle cup, his ecstatic heart suddenly held back.

Because he remembered how, at Sister Yi Yi’s house earlier, her dad’s hands were grimy and oily, and Sister Yi Yi said food cooked with them might smell bad.

And his dad had also shoveled smelly cow dung in the afternoon...

He quickly approached his dad, looking up at him, "Dad, how about I help you instead?"

He just wanted to help his dad, that’s all, nothing else, absolutely nothing else.

"No need, just stand to the side, don’t make a mess."

"Dad!"

"What is it?"

Song Jinze’s eyebrows were slightly furrowed as he contemplated how to cook the noodles.

He remembered that when they bought the noodles in the afternoon, Zhenzhen said they didn’t need to cook all instant noodles for dinner, so they also bought some dried noodles at the supermarket. What was the ratio between the amount of instant noodles and dried noodles?

"Where’s Mom?"

"Taking a nap. You’ve been causing such a fuss, didn’t you skip your nap this afternoon?"

Song Yuchen chuckled sheepishly, nodding with some embarrassment, "Mhm, because I missed Dad!"

"Dad!"

The little guy stretched his tiny neck to take a careful whiff of Song Jinze’s hand—hey, there wasn’t any stinky smell at all!

Not even a bit! 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The cow dung in the cowshed smelled really bad, but Dad’s hand smelled kind of nice.

Song Jinze lifted his hand to push his son away, "Song Yuchen, are you hungry?"

Song Yuchen shook his head, "No!"

"Not hungry? Then why are you sniffing my hand?"

He hadn’t taken a good look at the little guy until now, but after being called ’Dad’ so frequently and seeing such behavior, he couldn’t help but wonder if the kid was so hungry he wanted to eat his hand!