CHAPTER 690: CHAPTER 686: THE HOUSE WAS ALMOST BLOWN UP

Mu Shuangshuang’s so-called rent is practically nothing.

Giving the little ones some rice snacks is really nothing for Uncle Mu Dajiang.

"But I don’t know how to make rice snacks, I’m afraid I can’t earn any money."

Mu Dajiang expressed his concern.

"Shuangshuang will teach you. You can start whenever you want."

"Really?" Mu Dajiang was full of excitement, not knowing how to express his gratitude to Mu Shuangshuang.

"Of course, but Uncle, you should hurry up and eat. It’s a big deal."

Mu Dajiang glanced at the dishes they hardly touched, looking apologetic.

"You guys eat quickly, I won’t say anything, hehe!"

After lunch, Lu Yuanfeng helped Mu Shuangshuang bring out the iron chunk.

With the rice and sugar ready, Mu Shuangshuang demonstrated on the spot. When she put the machine on the fire, Liu Zian rushed over.

"Shuangshuang, this looks really dangerous. You don’t demonstrate; why don’t you teach me? I’ll do it!"

Lu Yuanfeng frowned at the eager Liu Zian.

"Let me do it. Zian is a guest; it’s not good to burn the guest." Lu Yuanfeng said.

"I’ll do it!" Liu Zian reached out, stopping Lu Yuanfeng.

"Enough, neither of you is as skilled as I am. If you teach my uncle, and he makes a mess, how can he make money?"

Mu Shuangshuang pushed both of them aside.

Took control.

Now, neither of them got their way.

"Uncle, making rice snacks needs some skill..." Mu Shuangshuang demonstrated while teaching Mu Dajiang how to do it.

Mu Dajiang nodded from time to time, as if he understood everything.

So, Mu Shuangshuang was reassured enough to let him try. The first batch she handled was sweet and delicious.

When the second batch was handed over to Mu Dajiang, he almost blew up Shuangshuang’s house.

With a loud "bang," a piece of iron flew off the rice snack machine, and a big dent was made in the third branch’s walls.

Faintly, smoke could still be seen...

Mu Shuangshuang stood there dumbfounded.

Lu Yuanfeng and Liu Zian were also there, breaking out in a cold sweat out of fear.

"Shuangshuang... I... I don’t know what happened, I..." Mu Dajiang was almost dying of anxiety, nearly having flipped his third brother’s house over.

"Uncle, don’t be rash. Learning a craft takes time, and you’re bound to be unfamiliar the first time!"

Mu Shuangshuang was already somewhat regretting it. She had heard her father say before that her uncle was always the slowest to catch up when learning anything.

Including work, although Uncle leaves early and comes back late, the work he does is still less than the average person.

He is what they call a slow bird that still doesn’t fly faster than the normal birds.

Mu Shuangshuang had learned to make rice snacks just by watching once. The old man didn’t even demonstrate in such detail.

Mu Dajiang stood in place, hesitating for a long time, suddenly turned to Mu Shuangshuang and said, "Shuangshuang, I decided to try again. Help me set the stuff back up!"

"..."

Mu Shuangshuang swallowed nervously. "Uncle, you still want to try now?"

The shadow of the previous event hadn’t faded, and Mu Shuangshuang looked at her somewhat aged house.

Calculating in her mind how many more times it could withstand her uncle’s damage.

Starting over, Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng hid far away, no one dared to come close.

Fifteen minutes later, with another bang, nothing flew out this time, but the rice snacks turned into charcoal. Looking at that pile of black stuff, Mu Shuangshuang’s mouth twitched slightly, and she didn’t recover for a while.

"Shuangshuang, I want to try once more. I think I’ve got it this time!" Mu Dajiang was full of confidence.

Unexpectedly, this time, even Mu Dashan, who had been hiding at home, came out.

"Fourth Brother, you’ve already tried so many times today, why not take a break, and maybe we... practice in a better place tomorrow."

When Mu Dashan was in the house, he was startled by the noise. Knowing it was his brother’s doing, he quickly pulled Yu Si Niang inside, not letting her near the door at all.

"That’s fine then, Shuangshuang, Uncle will come find you tomorrow! Thank you for today, Uncle will repay you once we’re better off."

The honest man sincerely remembered his niece’s kindness.

Mu Shuangshuang nodded, not forgetting to remind Mu Dajiang.

"Uncle, don’t clash with Grandma, and don’t keep saying you don’t want anything. If Grandpa is willing to give, just take it. The third branch has suffered all these years; they deserve those things."

Mu Dajiang hesitated, then finally said to Mu Shuangshuang after a long pause, "Shuangshuang’s right, Uncle remembers!"

Just as Mu Dajiang was about to leave, Mrs. Lin sneaked up like a thief at the courtyard entrance.

She eyed the discarded rice snack clump, her eyes shifting, then suddenly said, "Old Four, why are you still here? Xiangxiang’s been calling for rice snacks for a long time. She’s sick, as her brother, you should make something for her to eat, shouldn’t you?"

The fact that Mu Xiangxiang would be mute for a while was known to everyone.

Not just Mu Dajiang, even Mu Dashan had forgotten old grudges, sending Mu Xiangxiang half a sack of red dates, some dried wood ear mushrooms, and two pounds of lean meat.

Though they might not all be beneficial to Mu Xiangxiang’s health, the sentiment was what mattered.

"This..." Mu Dajiang hesitated.

He had just promised his third brother to leave, how could he go back again?

Mu Shuangshuang noticed Mrs. Lin talking to Mu Dajiang, then glanced at the way she looked at the rice snack machine, suddenly having an idea to prank Mrs. Lin.

"Uncle, didn’t you just say you learned how to make rice snacks? Second Aunt must also want to try some, why don’t you make some for her?"

Mu Shuangshuang called out to Mrs. Lin, whilst winking at Lu Yuanfeng to take care of the charred rice snacks.

Lu Yuanfeng responded quickly, cleaning up the rice snacks before Mrs. Lin could approach.

"Shuangshuang, I just promised my third brother I’d stop, now..." Mu Dajiang looked troubled.

"It’s fine, Uncle, you can confidently show off in front of Second Aunt, let her also enjoy some special service, how about that?"

Mu Shuangshuang said as she pulled Mu Dajiang towards the third branch courtyard.

Mrs. Lin’s mood was upbeat, the curve of her mouth higher than usual.

"Second Aunt, I heard you’re taking care of my little aunt, how is she doing?" Mu Shuangshuang asked.

Mrs. Lin smiled even more brightly.

"Xiangxiang is doing well, eating with appetite and sleeping well." Mrs. Lin said loudly, fearful that no one else knew.

"My little aunt knows she can’t speak temporarily, so she’s not causing trouble?" Mu Shuangshuang asked.

"Not at all, your little aunt listens to me. Whatever I tell her, she listens!"

"Really?" Mu Shuangshuang didn’t quite believe it.

"Of course, your little aunt..."