The True Young Master Saves the Soul Pet World by Eating Melons – CH95

Chapter 95: The Villagers’ Enthusiasm

The children hadn’t even left when a group of spirit beasts suddenly emerged from all directions in the village, bringing all sorts of food to Si Er.

The beasts from the mountains were fine—they mostly brought wild fruits. But when the cats, dogs, and field mice delivered sweet potatoes, potatoes, and peanuts, Si Er couldn’t help but rub his forehead. Who knew whose fields they had stolen those from?

Back when his original body had been foolish and ignorant, he would accept everything without hesitation. But now? That was too embarrassing.

“Why don’t you all put the food back? I can find food for myself now. You don’t need to work so hard anymore.”

Si Er patted the village’s big yellow dog helplessly.

The big yellow dog rubbed against him before hanging the pickled vegetables it had stolen back where they belonged. The other dogs followed suit—after acting cute in front of Si Er, they returned the sweet potatoes, potatoes, and peanuts they had taken.

The cats that had stolen vegetables obediently returned them as well. But the few that had stolen dried fish simply stuffed the fish into their mouths upon hearing this, chewing with obvious satisfaction.

As for the field mice, they weren’t returning anything. If Si Er didn’t want it, they simply stuffed the stolen grains back into their burrows.

The commotion quickly alerted the villagers that Si Er had returned. One after another, they rushed out excitedly, each carrying food in their hands.

Si Er: …

“This is too much… really too much enthusiasm. What have I done to deserve this?”

The villagers all looked at him strangely. Si Er hadn’t spoken, so where had that voice come from? He hadn’t had this issue before, had he?

Seeing their confusion, City Lord Si quickly stepped forward with a smile. “Everyone, Er’er encountered some fortunate opportunities recently. Not only has he regained his clarity of mind, but his constitution has also undergone some changes.”

Si Er looked at him in confusion, not understanding the meaning of that last sentence.

“What does he mean my constitution changed? Didn’t it stay the same? I’ve always had a light-attribute constitution.”

“That’s why I was so popular with small animals in the village. Even passing cows and sheep would bring me a couple mouthfuls of grass.”

The villagers thought: Was it just cows and sheep bringing grass? Cats wanted to bring mice; dogs wanted to bring bones!

If Si Er refused to eat, they would observe what their owners were eating and secretly bring some of that food to him.

Even though the villagers themselves had already given food, their soul pets still worried that Si Er wouldn’t have enough to eat and insisted on delivering more.

But to be fair, Si Er’s appetite had always been huge…

Yet he had remained thin and small. No one knew where all that food went.

Now, however, he looked energetic, rosy-cheeked, and much taller. It was obvious he had been living well recently.

Seeing this, the villagers felt relieved and temporarily ignored the oddity of his leaking thoughts.

Teacher Zhang stepped forward and asked, “May I ask how to address you, sir? What is your relationship to Er’er?”

City Lord Si sighed. “I am ashamed to say that I am Er’er’s father. Because I was too busy with official affairs and could not stay by my pregnant wife’s side, my child was swapped and abandoned without my knowledge.”

“It was only when this child happened to go to Central City and coincidentally met his older brother that we realized something was wrong.”

“These past years, I am deeply grateful for everyone’s care for Er’er.”

Aunt Wang, the quickest tongue in the village, blurted out, “What? There’s such a father? Your son was switched for sixteen years and you didn’t notice? The child had to—”

Before she could finish, Uncle Wang clamped a hand over her mouth.

He smiled awkwardly at City Lord Si. “My wife speaks without thinking, sir. Please don’t take offense.”

The others looked at Aunt Wang with admiration. Although City Lord Si had deliberately restrained his aura and hadn’t summoned any of his contracted soul pets, his presence was still imposing. The villagers could tell at a glance that he was someone they couldn’t afford to offend.

Aunt Wang’s usual bluntness was tolerable among fellow villagers—at most someone might pull her hair in annoyance, but no one would want her dead.

But to speak so recklessly in front of someone like this? She truly wasn’t afraid of death.

Only then did Aunt Wang belatedly realize the situation and quietly retreated to the back.

“Aunt Wang is still as bold as ever—she dares to say anything. Though she also retreats quickly. Uncle Wang must have worried himself sick over the years.”

“Sigh, even though Aunt Wang was trying to stand up for me, this matter can’t be entirely blamed on my father.”

“Si Ran was his biological nephew after all, and they resembled each other somewhat. No one would have suspected anything.”

Aunt Wang’s eyes sparkled with excitement. How thrilling! Was this the internal struggle of a great aristocratic family?

Poor Er’er—becoming a sacrifice in family infighting.

City Lord Si sighed again. “That lady is right. This was indeed my negligence. Fortunately, Er’er has now been found.”

“To thank everyone for taking care of Er’er over the years, please don’t cook tonight. Come eat at my place instead.”

An elderly man quickly waved his hands. “There’s no need. We didn’t really do much. Er’er was tough, and those spirit beasts liked him. Even without us, he wouldn’t have starved.”

Si Er: …

“Well, there are always exceptions… Wasn’t I almost starving at one point?”

He stepped forward and smiled at the old man. “Grandpa Chen, please come tonight. My father has money—treating everyone to a meal once in a while is nothing. Haven’t I eaten plenty of everyone’s food over the years?”

“I remember Grandpa Chen often brought me boiled eggs. Tonight, bring your whole family. I’ll give your little grandson some eggs too.”

Old Master Chen waved him off. “There’s no need.”

“Of course there is.” Si Er sighed. “When everyone was away once, I nearly starved. It’s clear I’ve survived all these years thanks to the villagers’ help.”

“But I’ll be studying at Black Tortoise Academy in the future, and I’ll rarely have a chance to return. I’m afraid I won’t be able to repay everyone properly.”

“So let’s take tonight as a chance to gather and enjoy a lively meal together.”

Upon hearing this, Teacher Zhang became excited. “Er’er got into one of the Four Great Academies—Black Tortoise Academy?”

“Yes.” Si Er nodded.

“Good, good, good!” Teacher Zhang grew even more animated. “I’ve heard Black Tortoise Academy has the most life-preserving techniques. That’s an excellent place to go.”

The other villagers were equally pleased.

“That place specializes in teaching people how to survive? That sounds wonderful!”

“Yes, yes. Being able to live well is what matters. Whether you become outstanding or not isn’t so important.”

“But Er’er is outstanding! Getting into one of the Four Great Academies is already remarkable. No one from our village has ever done that!”

“Er’er, study hard. When you’re done, come back and teach my mischievous boy a few survival tricks too. He runs around all day—he needs to learn how to protect himself.”

City Lord Si: …

He suddenly understood why his son was so obsessed with the Longevity Turtle.

Perhaps it was a matter of village tradition.

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