Rebirth of a Farmer's Dad

Now that he knew the second son's father was the county magistrate, Luo Feng felt he couldn't hide it any longer; after all, the truth would eventually come out. If he deliberately concealed it, the truth would eventually come out, and then it would be difficult to talk to the second son again.

Since we can't hide it anymore, let's just tell the truth!

As soon as Luo Feng saw his second son enter, he called him over. However, before he could speak, he heard his second son say, "Did our old man say something to you?" His tone was somewhat anxious.

"What happened?" Luo Feng asked curiously.

"You knew everything?" the second son pressed.

"I understand." Luo Feng didn't hide anything.

"Did your father say anything to you?" Luo Feng asked the second son.

The second brother nodded and found a seat. Luo Feng naturally walked over and sat down opposite him.

After listening to the second brother's account, Luo Feng roughly understood the whole story.

It turned out that the morning after the county magistrate visited Luo Feng's shop, the second son, who had just woken up, was stopped by his father. The county magistrate told his son directly that he had gone to Luo's shop the day before.

The second son knew perfectly well that his father desperately wanted him to go back to school. But he simply wasn't cut out for it, dropping out before finishing high school. This had always been a source of worry for his father.

As for the old man's purpose in coming to Luo's house, the second son knew without a doubt that it was to get Luo Feng to resign so that he could go back to school.

Not knowing what methods his father had used to coerce Luo Feng, nor whether Luo Feng would agree, the second son was naturally filled with worry and hurriedly rushed to the shop.

I'm going crazy. I was wondering why the second brother would come so early this morning when he usually doesn't have any business.

"Brother Feng, what have you decided to do?" After a long silence, the second brother suddenly spoke to Luo Feng.

"What do you mean, what can we do? What happened before, will happen again," Luo Feng said nonchalantly.

"Aren't you afraid of our old man?" the second son asked, somewhat surprised.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Luo Feng remained nonchalant.

"Brother Feng, I know you're good to me. Maybe I should just leave, so I don't cause you any trouble." After thinking for a while, the second brother looked at Luo Feng and said.

"You're leaving? What? Don't you like it here?" Luo Feng asked.

"No, I quite like it here, I'm just afraid of dragging you down with me," the second brother said, lowering his head.

"We're all brothers, what's there to worry about being implicated?" Luo Feng patted Hong Kong and Macau on the shoulder, reassuring him.

"What about my father?" the second son asked anxiously.

“Let’s find an opportunity to have a good talk with him. Even though your father is the county magistrate, he should still be reasonable!” Luo Feng replied without hesitation.

"Will this work?" The second son was still somewhat unsure.

"How will you know if you don't try? Do you want to go back to school?" Luo Feng retorted.

"Come on, I'm not cut out for that. If I could go to school, I wouldn't have ended up like this with the old man." The second son sighed as he spoke.

"It's alright, we'll find some time to have a good talk with him. I believe he'll understand you," Luo Feng could only continue to comfort him.

"Don't I know him? He became a civil servant through studying. In his mind, he's just like those pedantic scholars of old, who think that all other professions are inferior, only studying is noble." The second son's tone was full of helplessness.

"Is studying the only noble profession among all other professions? That's not necessarily true. There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession can produce an expert. As long as you achieve something and let your father know, he definitely won't stop you." As he spoke, Luo Feng's tone couldn't help but become a little melancholy.

He seemed to be thinking of his future self. He, too, had little formal education and had fought his way up in the kitchen to become the head chef.

Thinking back to my own experience, I graduated from a vocational high school and went to a technical school where I studied cooking for three or four years before I entered a large hotel as a kitchen helper by chance.

He put in countless efforts during that time. To improve his culinary skills, he studied diligently and sought out renowned teachers. To keep up with international standards, he even taught himself English.

The hardships involved are truly indescribable to outsiders.

It was precisely because of Luo Feng's unique experiences in later generations that he developed a different understanding of the saying, "Of all pursuits, only studying is noble." This doesn't mean that books are useless, but they are not entirely useful either. Through one's own efforts, one can acquire things that cannot be obtained from books, such as wealth and status.

While one may need to acquire some theoretical knowledge, traditional Chinese culture values ​​practical skills above all else. After all, you need ability to make a living anywhere.

Therefore, when he saw his brother upset and troubled by his studies, Luo Feng would constantly offer words of comfort.

It's not to say that giving up studying is necessarily the right choice, but it's not the only option in life either, and it's not suitable for everyone.

The second child in front of us is a living example.

"Alright, don't think about it too much. We still need to help out later," Luo Feng said to the second brother, snapping out of his daze.

"I'm really annoyed today, can I take a break?" the second son suddenly said.

Luo Feng sensed the distress in the second brother's tone, so he agreed to his request and gave him a day off so he could get some rest.

As for the second brother's job, let Shunzi temporarily cover for him. That kid is quick-witted and can't sit still. Although he hasn't been in the county town for long, he's already explored every street and alley. Besides, the county town isn't very big, so filling in temporarily shouldn't be a problem.

Upon arriving at the kitchen, Luo Feng greeted Shunzi, who was busy there, and then got back to work.

Although breakfast time has passed, the guests who will be having lunch will arrive soon.

The rest of the time will definitely be spent in a busy schedule for Luo Feng. As for the second brother, he is the complete opposite and enjoys a day of leisure.

I wanted to go home and sleep, or go somewhere for a walk, but the frustration in my heart made it impossible for the second child to calm down.

So he simply went back to the shop, grabbed a few bottles of ice-cold beer, ordered a few side dishes, and, just like Luo Feng had done last time, decided to drown his sorrows in alcohol. Who cares about the future? He'd deal with the rest later.

As for how he found out about Luo Feng's drunkenness last time, that's all thanks to Zhu Gan's big mouth.

This kid has never been one to hold back his words; he just says whatever comes to mind. Ever since Luo Feng made a fool of himself last time, he's been telling everyone he meets about it, making everyone laugh at Luo Feng about it all the time.

Luo Feng was nearly driven mad by this. He had privately scolded Zhu Gan countless times, but he still couldn't control Zhu Gan's foul mouth.

Left with no other choice, Luo Feng could only let it be. People have two mouths, and he simply couldn't silence them, so he decided to turn a deaf ear.