Rebirth of a Farmer's Dad

The next day, Luo Feng got up early. It wasn't to do business, but rather because he felt quite uncomfortable that his new home lacked decent furniture.

He didn't know where this feeling came from. However, Luo Feng was certain that he had never had this feeling in his previous life.

Perhaps this is what home feels like!

Since it's a home, it should look like a home. At least that's what Luo Feng thought. So, early the next morning, Luo Feng planned to go to town to find a carpenter to make some furniture.

Because he needed to select materials, check designs, and find a trustworthy craftsman, Luo Feng decided to spend a whole day doing these things.

Without further ado, Luo Feng took a bag of leftover food from last night to Hu Zi's house. For some reason, Er Hu hadn't come to the housewarming party last night. But how could Luo Feng have forgotten him?

Luo Feng arrived at Hu Zi's house and knocked on the door. Soon there was movement inside, and then Er Hu poked half of his body out, looking sleepy.

Luo Feng noticed that his eyes were red, as if he had been crying. But seeing that he was trying his best to hide something, he didn't ask any further.

Then Luo Feng took out the food he had brought and stuffed it into Hu Zi's hands.

“You must have been too tired last night, you didn’t even go to my housewarming party, so I came to see you today and give you a break,” Luo Feng said.

You could tell Luo Feng was sincere. And Hu Zi knew that Luo Feng was just trying to save face.

So he readily agreed, saying, "Yes, I've been so busy lately that I haven't had a good night's sleep."

“We’re taking a day off today. I’ll send someone to tell Dunzi’s father that the steel mill will also be closed today,” Luo Feng continued.

"What, you're not doing business anymore?" Tiger asked, tilting his head.

"We're taking a day off; I have something to do today," Luo Feng said.

After saying that, he stared at Tiger's house and looked it over. Luo Feng was no stranger to this place. After all, he and Xinghua had just lived here for more than a month.

"Pack your things and move in with me," Luo Feng said to Hu Zi.

"I think I'd better not trouble you any further. I'm doing quite well at home." After saying that, Tiger smiled sheepishly.

"Hurry up and pack, I've prepared a private room especially for you," Luo Feng said.

"I'm not going. I'll just stay here." After saying that, Tiger looked at his old house.

"No, this is a dangerous building, you can't live here anymore." After saying that, Luo Feng pushed Hu Zi into the room and started packing his things without saying another word.

To be honest, Tiger's house is basically the same as my old house. In such an old and dilapidated house, it's fortunate to be able to endure it for even one more day.

However, Luo Feng would never allow his brothers to take any risks, not even the smallest ones.

In the end, Tiger couldn't resist Luo Feng's good intentions and didn't refuse. Then the two of them began moving.

Tiger lived alone and didn't have much stuff. So in no time, he had moved everything that needed to be moved.

After helping Hu Zi move in the morning, the two of them went to town in the afternoon to find a carpenter to make furniture.

Originally, Luo Feng knew nothing about any of this. But for some reason, Erhu seemed to know everything about it.

When asked, he said that he had learned carpentry for a few days to make a living, but he gave it up because he couldn't stand the beatings and scoldings from his master.

With Hu Zi's help, Luo Feng quickly selected the materials and style. After clarifying the types and quantities, Luo Feng paid a deposit as requested by the old carpenter. They agreed that he would pick up the furniture next month. Afterward, Luo Feng went home.

I had barely arrived home, barely settled in, when someone came knocking on the door. I recognized the man; he was a bricklayer from town who had recently built my house.

Upon seeing him arrive, Luo Feng quickly stood up to greet him: "Master Wu, what brings you here? Please come in, let me get you a bowl of hot water."

To be honest, with only a few days left until the New Year, the weather is freezing cold. Master Wu even had a runny nose from the cold. Therefore, he didn't refuse Luo Feng's kindness, went inside, sat on the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed), and drank the hot water that Luo Feng poured for him.

After a while, Master Wu finally recovered. He then said, "Here's the thing, my son is getting married after the New Year this year. I know you're a good cook and you happen to be in this business, so I'd like to ask you for a favor."

When business comes knocking, there's no reason not to do it. Luo Feng readily agreed.

"When exactly? How many meals will be provided?" Luo Feng asked.

"On the ninth day, we'll provide lunch and dinner," said Master Wu.

Luo Feng quoted a price of 50 yuan.

"Okay," Master Wu nodded. There was no haggling, it seemed he had already found out the price.

To be honest, Mr. Wu had indeed inquired around. But whether it was other stall owners, vendors, or diners, everyone's evaluation of Luo Feng was summed up in one word: "good." So, Mr. Wu felt reassured and went to find Luo Feng. It has to be said that Luo Feng's accumulated good relationships came in handy at a crucial moment. This shows that even small things have significance.

After finishing his business, Mr. Wu got up to leave. He said he still needed to go to town to pick out pork.

Luo Feng thought for a moment and decided to help her to the end.

So he said to Master Wu, "I know the town well, let's go together."

Master Wu did not refuse. He knew that Luo Feng had been setting up a stall in town for a long time and was familiar with the other vendors. He thought that if they went together, he might be able to get some good deals.

Afterwards, Luo Feng tidied up the house and headed towards the town with Master Wu.

Upon arriving at the market, Luo Feng pulled Master Wu straight to Zhao the butcher's stall.

After explaining his purpose, Butcher Zhao was overjoyed to learn that such a large business opportunity had come his way. It's important to understand that while life in this town was better than others, people still didn't eat meat every day. A wedding banquet would easily require dozens of kilograms of pork. Such a large transaction was rare on ordinary days.

At Luo Feng's suggestion, Master Wu decided to buy a pig. Luo Feng had said he could sell the rest to him.

Without a word, Butcher Zhao asked the other stall owners to watch his stall for him. Afterwards, he took Luo Feng and Master Wu to his home.

Butcher Zhao's house wasn't far from the town; the three of them walked for about half an hour and arrived. Afterwards, Butcher Zhao led them to the pigsty, where the pigs were plump and strong, clearly showing that Butcher Zhao was a master at raising pigs.

Master Wu took a liking to the most active spotted pig, weighing a little over 100 jin (approximately 50 catties). He readily paid the deposit and arranged for the pig to be delivered to Master Wu's house for slaughter the morning before the wedding.

You know, there are so many treasures on a pig, not just the pork, but also the intestines, heart, lungs, liver, and offal. Master Wu naturally couldn't bear to throw them away.

After finishing, Luo Feng went home by himself. He hadn't planned to open for business today anyway, and why not go home when it was so cold?