Back then, he really had just thought that this rice tasted good and had just been craving it. Zhu Bocheng's mind went blank once again when he thought about it. This time, he was blindsided. He didn't expect this rice to actually be so precious that it could even cure late-stage stomach cancer.

Thinking this, Zhu Bocheng sucked in a cold breath of air. This time, he owed Sister Shuyan another big favor!

Sure enough!

Everything from Sister Shuyan was good.

And Sister Shuyan had generously given him such a large bag of rice. Zhu Bocheng was grateful, excited and relieved. In this life, besides becoming good friends with Zhenbai, the greatest blessing was knowing Sister Shuyan.

Seeing that her silly son was still in a daze, Mother Zhu wanted to slap him awake. She was so anxious. Why was this kid acting so stupid at this crucial moment?

Seeing that the kid in front of her was still in a daze, she smacked him. When he came back to his senses, Mother Zhu hurriedly asked, “Chengcheng, where did you buy that rice from? Hurry and tell me, I'll go buy more and stock up. What if someone else buys it all if you don't open your mouth?”

How could Zhu Bocheng not know that his mother was anxious? If he was in her shoes and had obtained such a treasure, he would also be terribly anxious. His grandma had only eaten that rice for less than a month and her terminal stomach cancer was cured. It was obvious how good that rice was for the body; it wouldn't be a stretch to call it a priceless treasure.

Zhu Bocheng was afraid that his mother would be too excited, so he quickly said, “Mom, don't worry, it can't be bought on the market. I got this because it was from a friend. Besides, this rice is so precious, how can there be so much of it? You still want to stock up? Forget it!”

Zhu Bocheng did want to tell his mother that this was from Sister Shuyan, but this matter was too big and he didn't want to implicate Sister Shuyan, so he could only say as such.

Seeing his mother's disappointment, Zhu Bocheng also felt a bit bad. He gritted his teeth and said, “Mom, to be honest, it's unrealistic for you to keep too much of this rice when it's so precious. I'll ask my friend in a few days if I can get another bag. That's probably the limit. Don't think of more!”

Mother Zhu wasn't a greedy person and also knew that this rice was so much more precious than ordinary white rice. She was just making her stance clear; if there really was as much precious rice as sand, she would fill a warehouse with it, no matter how expensive it was.

Thus, when she heard that her son might still be able to get a bag of rice, Mother Zhu was very satisfied and immediately nodded. “Okay, okay, I'll wait for your rice. I'll make you and your dad more porridge to eat then. Okay, I won't bother you anymore. Hurry and ask your friend. Right, I have to call your dad to tell him about this.”

After Mother Zhu left, Zhu Bocheng immediately dialed Chi Shuyan's number. To be honest, he still felt excited and shaken at the moment. The fact that the bag of rice which Sister Shuyan gave to him could cure his grandma's terminal illness in less than a month was simply comparable to those pills in fantasy books.

It was so f*cking awesome.

Why did he give Sister Shuyan to that rascal Zhenbai back then? Why did it feel like he had given up a gold mountain? He was so full of regret!

Seeing that his call to Sister Shuyan didn't go through after a long while, Zhu Bocheng simply hung up and then explained the matter to Zhenbai.

If everyone found out that his grandma had recovered from her illness, and they knew that it was the effect of this rice which came from Sister Shuyan, he was afraid it would be like the saying, “A person's talent will be the envy of others.” He didn't even dare think about what Sister Shuyan would have to face.

It was better to disclose this matter to Zhenbai ASAP and let him deal with it.