"This morning, as soon as we got to town, we ran into another family with a stall. We said hello, and the man just wouldn't stop praising us, saying Liangzi had found a good in-law family and that they'd been covering for us all these days we were gone. I knew something was wrong right then. When we got to our spot, our stall was already set up, and the whole Cao Family was bustling around, hard at work…"
The two families confronted each other in the middle of the street.
At first, Widow Xie couldn't believe it. But when she pushed her way to the front and saw the bubbling pot of soup and the sizzling oil vat, wasn't it their hot and spicy soup and fried dough sticks?
Just from the smell, she knew it was identical to her family's golden combo!
Widow Xie exploded on the spot.
Pointing at Cao Yunyun, she demanded she explain herself—had she been pretending all along, using the guise of helping to actually steal their recipe?
