Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

As the sun slowly sets, the tiles on the roof are painted orange-red, like burning flames, warm and spectacular.

Even the flowers, plants and trees in the yard seemed to be coated with a layer of gold, shining brightly.

Mrs. Wu was about to pack up the tea set when she turned around and saw someone standing at the door. She hurriedly asked, "Did you send Xiao Song back home?"

Shu Changyu stood by the door. The light of the setting sun was like delicate gold powder, adding rich and vivid colors to half of his face.

The other half of the face was shrouded in hazy shadow, dark and unclear.

"I didn't send him off," he said.

For some reason, seeing this scene, Mrs. Wu felt inexplicably bitter. She glared at him deliberately and said, "You didn't send him off, so what were you doing outside?"

Shu Changyu walked out from the shadows and said lazily, "Pay back the money."

Mrs. Wu put down the tea set in her hands, covered her chest, and was shocked for a while before she trembled and said, "Pay back the money? When did you owe anyone money?"

It was a long story, and Shu Changyu was too lazy to explain, so he just said, "Third brother owed it."

Mrs. Wu was so angry that she cursed, "You are such a good Third Brother. You owe people money everywhere and I still ask you to pay it back. When he comes back, I will punish him."

It is said that the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother. Sister Wu almost watched the two of them grow up and was never absent when it came to disciplining the children.

Shu Changyu looked indifferent, without any guilt at all for having betrayed his third brother.

Mrs. Wu continued to mutter, "Xiao Song is really good-tempered. He didn't even ask you for the debt when he came home. He even brought food to your door."

Speaking of fried tofu, Mrs. Wu even forgot to put away the tea set and hurried into the kitchen to cook. She had to finish the meal before her parents came back.

There was a burst of fragrance coming from the kitchen. It happened that Shu's parents had just finished their work and came back from the fields.

Mrs. Wu came out with the food and said, "Dad and Mom, the meal is ready. The lunch dishes are just being heated in the pot."

Father Shu came in, put down his farm tools, picked up a rag, wiped the sweat off his neck, and said, "No hurry, wait until the eldest comes back and then we can eat together."

Seeing the tea set on the table that had not been put away, he asked curiously, "Has anyone been here today?"

"Xiulan and her husband brought someone to see the puppies. What a coincidence, that person is Changyu's friend." Mrs. Wu said with a smile.

Father Shu also became interested and guessed, "Is it the young master of Mr. Huang's family?"

Mrs. Wu shook her head and said, "No."

Father Shu asked again, "Could it be the young master of the silk shop?"

"Not really." Mrs. Wu continued, "Dad, don't guess, his name is Song..."

Song, Song or something, she just followed Xiulan and her husband and called him Xiao Song, and didn't even ask for his real name.

Shu Changyu raised his eyelids: "Song Yan."

Mrs. Wu said, "Oh, his name is Song Yan. Changyu also promised to take him into the mountains to hunt tomorrow."

Father Shu was really surprised this time. When did his father Chang Yu agree to bring outsiders into the mountains?

He said happily: "Since he is Changyu's friend, remember to invite him to visit our home more often next time."

Shu Changyu said, "Not a friend."

Mrs. Wu knew this all along. This child just said one thing and meant another.

If he was not a friend, how could he directly pull the person to sit on the stone pier together?

She smiled and said, "Didn't Xiao Song adopt our puppy? Let's go to his house someday to see how he is doing."

Father Shu said cheerfully, "That's great, let's take Brother Hei with us."

Listening to the father-in-law and daughter-in-law talking to each other, Shu Changyu had no chance to interrupt. He moved his thin lips slightly, but ultimately said nothing.

The sunset glow in the sky is like a burning flame, dyeing the fields red.

Song Yan returned home with the puppy in her arms, and was discovered by Erya as soon as she entered the door.

Erya was sharp-eyed and spotted the furry puppy in Song Yan's arms at a glance. She said in surprise, "Brother, where did you get this puppy from?"

"I asked a friend for it." Song Yan held up the puppy. "Look, isn't it cute?"

He put the puppy on the ground, and the puppy couldn't stand steadily and walked unsteadily.

Song Yan was so touched by the cuteness that she picked up the puppy again, stroked its fur, and said, "I'll build a nest for him tomorrow."

No, he has to go into the mountains to hunt tomorrow, so let's postpone it to the day after tomorrow. He has to go to bed early tonight.

So he built a simple nest for it with old clothes in the corner of the room.

Maybe the puppy was hungry, and it made some humming sounds.

The puppy was only half a month old and couldn't eat yet, so Song Yan squeezed some goat's milk and fed it to it.

After drinking the goat's milk, the puppy lay on his knees and acted coquettishly.

Song Yan purred Maomao and said, "Let me give you a name first. What should I call you?"

"They say a cheap name is easier to keep, so why not just call you Goudan?"

But then he rejected the name.

"No, it seems to have the same name as Zhang Ersao's dog Dan, so Gousheng will be the better choice."

He said affectionately, "Dog Sheng."

Gousheng stuck out his tongue: "Woof~"

Song Yan picked up Gou Sheng and rubbed him: "You like this name too, right?"

Gousheng tilted his head: "Woo woo~"

Erlin on the side wanted to say something but held back. Forget it, let him be Gousheng, as long as big brother likes him.

During dinner, he still maintained the habit of not talking while eating or sleeping. Song Yan wanted to say something, but when she thought about setting an example, she held it in until after the meal.

Putting down his chopsticks, he cleared his throat and said, "I'm going to go into the mountains tomorrow."

Arya asked, "Picking mushrooms again? It hasn't rained in the past few days, so there shouldn't be any mushrooms growing on the mountain."

Song Yan said: "It's not picking mushrooms, it's hunting in the mountains."

Hearing this, Erlin was slightly stunned and disagreed: "No, it's too dangerous."

"Don't worry, I have someone to take care of him. He's very powerful, nothing will happen to him. He will be back in the evening." Song Yan also told him about Shu Changyu's heroic deeds.

The twins were shocked when they heard this.

Erlin was full of suspicion: "Is there really such a powerful person?"

Even his father didn't dare to confront the blind bear head-on.

Song Yan said confidently, "I will catch a big wild boar for you tomorrow."

Erlin became more worried after hearing this, because he knew that his elder brother would not easily change his decision.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade his elder brother, he had to say tactfully: "It doesn't matter if we can't catch the wild boar, as long as the people come back safely."

Song Yan was full of confidence. With the heroine around, he could catch not only a wild boar but even a tiger.

At the same time, in the Shu family of Xiaoli Village.

The eldest brother of the Shu family also returned home.

Hearing the door open, Shu Dabao rushed out like a cannonball and hugged his father's thighs: "Dad, you're back."

Shu Changwen bent down, put his hands under his armpits, and lifted him up.

Shu Dabao swung his legs in the air and laughed “chuckle” non-stop.

After lifting it high twice, Shu Changwen finally put it down.

Shu Dabao grabbed his sleeve and shook him: "Dad, come again, come again."

Shu Changwen said, "I won't come again. Your mother will scold me if I come again."

At this time, Shu's mother shouted, "Changwen is back, let's eat quickly."

The Shu family's parents had three sons in total.

The eldest son, Shu Changwen, currently works as an accountant in the town. His wife is Wu Shuxian, and they have a son named Shu Dabao.

The second son, Shu Changwu, went back to his wife's family with his wife and daughter a few days ago. They have two daughters.

The third son, Shu Changsheng, has just turned twenty-one and is not yet engaged.

Unable to bear the urging of his parents to get married, he joined the escort agency in a fit of anger.

Seeing an unfamiliar dish on the table, Shu Changwen asked in confusion, "What is this dish?"

"Fried tofu, a gift from Changyu's friend. Come and try it and see how it tastes."