Song Sisi's heart leaped when she heard her mother's question.
She hadn't told her parents about getting the Bezoar from the slaughterhouse a few days ago.
'How did they know?'
Mrs. Song said, "Some people went into town, and word got around. A lot of people know now."
"What? What about Foolish Song? Does he know?"
Song Sisi asked worriedly.
'If he finds out, he'll never let this go.'
"He wanders the streets like a loafer every day. How could he not know?"
"He hasn't come to our house to cause trouble, has he?"
"Heh, I'm sure he wanted to," Mrs. Song said. "When he heard the Bezoar could sell for millions, he was so furious and anxious that he fainted on the spot. He was sent to the hospital, and the doctor said he nearly died. They told him he can't get angry anymore, or his life will be at risk. Now everyone in the village is laughing at him for throwing away a watermelon to pick up a sesame seed."
"That's good."
Song Sisi felt relieved.
