The Beautiful Stepmother from the Eighties: Marrying a Factory Director to Raise Kids Chapter 416

That was why he had such guts. Knowing full well he wasn't the murderer, he still loitered around the area all day. For soone like Wang Ergou, even if sothing really happened to him, probably no one would suspect a thing; they might even think he deserved to die.

Si Nian was genuinely worried for this poor, unlucky guy.

"Then, then what should I do, sis?"

Called "sis" and receiving a pleading look for help, Si Nian: "..."

"What can you do? Suck it up!" Chen Haoran rolled his eyes at him, looking utterly disgusted.

However, it did make him sigh in relief. Since Wang Ergou wasn't a bad guy, the things his dad worried about wouldn't happen.

Si Nian said, "I do have an idea, but it depends on my guess being right. Just do as I say."

She whispered to Wang Ergou for a mont, then added, "From now on, don't co near . If you see , pretend you don't know , understand?"

Wang Ergou obediently nodded.

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After the man ran off, Chen Haoran couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Sis, what did you say to him?"

"It's a secret." Si Nian was only guessing and couldn't be sure, so she needed Wang Ergou to test it out.

Seeing that she wouldn't say, Chen Haoran grew even more curious.

Why did he get the feeling that Si Nian was masterminding everything?

It was as if she already knew who the killer was.

Yet she just wouldn't tell him, which was incredibly frustrating.

"Alright, I'm ho. You should go back. Even though you are my junior in terms of generation, you are actually older than . Your uncle isn't ho, and if I let you in and soone sees, they might start rumors."

Si Nian didn't let him in the house, speaking bluntly.

Chen Haoran didn't get any answers and had the door shut in his face, so he just rubbed his nose.

Although it sounded heartless, he knew Si Nian had a point.

Thus, he walked away feeling sowhat dejected.

...

The weather in Beijing was much hotter. After finishing their PE class, the children were panting heavily.

The old freezer stall was packed with people.

Second Child squeezed his way in, bought a few ice pops, and squeezed back out.

He handed them out to his older brother and younger sister.

Yaoyao took a lick and said, "Second brother, it's so sweet!"

Second Child was also happily sucking on his ice pop, grinning from ear to ear, "So refreshing~"

Zhou Zedong looked at the block of ice stuck on the wooden stick, then looked at the booming little stall. He took a bite and imdiately frowned.

Wasn't this just frozen sugar water?

It was so simple, yet business was so good.

If Brother Chen and the others were here, he would definitely want to sell these.

Upon returning ho, he dove straight into the kitchen, up to who knows what.

Si Nian ca out yawning. Seeing that the kids were back from school, she said, "There's food in the kitchen fridge. Just heat it up and you can eat."

"Mom, it's yummy." Yaoyao held up her old ice pop, which had lted down to a small nub, offering it to Si Nian.

Si Nian paused for a mont, then smiled, "Mom doesn't want any, you eat it."

Her room had a fan, and covering up with a blanket while the fan blew was very cool.

But outside, it was truly sweltering, at least over thirty degrees Celsius.

Yaoyao's hair was dripping wet, and her tank top was soaked.

Si Nian wiped her sweat, thinking she would need to give her a bath tonight.

She then looked up to see Second Child holding an ice pop in each hand, stuffing them into his mouth as fast as he could. She frowned and said, "Xiaohan, don't eat too many. Eating too much cold stuff will give you a stomachache."

Second Child was enjoying his treat imnsely. Hearing this, he imdiately replied, "This is my brother's. He didn't want it, and I couldn't bear to throw it away."

Si Nian sighed helplessly, "Alright, but you can't have any more after you finish. Don't eat so many in the future, or I won't give you pocket money."

Zhou Zehan nodded like a woodpecker.

"Where is your brother?" Si Nian asked, not seeing Zhou Zedong.

"Brother is in the kitchen. I don't know what he's doing," Second Child said in confusion.

Hearing this, Si Nian didn't think much of it and took Yaoyao to the bedroom to change clothes.

Seeing his mom leave, Zhou Zehan looked conflictedly at the lting ice pop. He hesitated for a mont; although he really didn't want to waste it, he was also afraid of getting a stomachache.

So he hurried to the door and held the ice pop out to Da Huang. "Da Huang, eat it quickly, or it'll be bad if Mom sees."

Da Huang was lying under the tree, enjoying a cool nap.

Disturbed, the dog didn't even lift an eyelid, just turned its head and went back to sleep.

For anything without the scent of at, it wouldn't even spare a glance.

Zhou Zehan suddenly felt that Da Huang was really a picky eater; it didn't even look at such a delicious treat.

In the end, it all went into his own stomach anyway.

After finishing it, Zhou Zehan felt his mouth was too numb, so he dug out the beef jerky Jiang Jiu had given him from his schoolbag and started eating.

But it was too spicy. In no ti, his little face flushed red from the heat.

When he ran into the kitchen, he happened to see a glass of strangely colored water sitting there. It was sowhat dark and had bubbles rising to the top.

Without thinking much, he assud it was so kind of fruit juice and gulped it down in one go.

After downing it, his eyes lit up.

What was this? It tingled on the tongue, but it was very sweet. It was so good.

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Zedong walked in holding a notebook and a pen.

He imdiately saw his younger brother clutching the glass, the liquid inside already more than half gone.

His face instantly drained of color.

"Brother, this stuff is really good! Did Mom buy it?" Zhou Zehan asked curiously. After speaking, he raised it to take another drink.

"You can't drink that!" Zhou Zedong's voice lost control as he lunged forward and slapped the glass out of his hand.

Zhou Zehan was startled.

The commotion was so loud that it even alard Si Nian.

She rushed to the kitchen and saw a panicked Zhou Zedong trying to pry his brother's mouth open.

A shattered glass lay on the floor.

Stunned, she imdiately asked, "Xiaodong, what are you doing? What happened?"

Zhou Zedong's eyes were red. "Mom, my brother drank my experintal product."

"Experintal product?" Si Nian was shocked. "What is it?"

Only then did she notice that on the cutting board to the side, there was a lot of cilantro, baking soda, brown sugar, and other things.

Next to them was so green cilantro juice.

She was a bit bewildered.

"Xiaodong, what did you make?"

She had thought he went into the kitchen because he was hungry and wanted to make so food.

But what was he making here?

"Mom, I just wanted to see what I could make by mixing these things together. I didn't expect my brother to drink it."

Zhou Zedong's face was etched with anxiety.

He didn't even know what he had created. He had just seen these experints in a book and tried to alter them a bit himself. He didn't even know if it was drinkable, yet his brother had mistaken it for water and drank it.

Si Nian's nose twitched as she looked at the dark brown liquid spilled all over the floor.

She had slled sothing the mont she walked in.

It was very familiar.

Like soda or cola.

Looking again at the things placed on the child's table, an unbelievable thought flashed through Si Nian's mind. "Don't tell you made cola?"

Zhou Zedong was still a bit confused because he had never drunk cola and didn't know what it was.

Because Si Nian had specifically learned how to cook in the past, she had read many recipes.

She had also paid attention to things like cola.

However, she had only noticed the ingredients. In the future, everyone could afford to drink cola, so no one bothered making it themselves, but there were so experints that could produce it.

Of course, she had never tried it.

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In this era, there still weren't many people who drank cola.

Judging by Zhou Zedong's expression, it was obvious that the kid's success was just a pure fluke.

Hearing his older brother admit that even he didn't know what he had just made, Zhou Zehan finally started to feel a little scared. "Mom... I'm not going to die, am I?"