Rebirth of a Farmer's Dad

The case was naturally none of Luo Feng's business; that was the police's responsibility. All Luo Feng could do was offer suggestions; as for the actual implementation, he had no interest in getting involved.

With this incident today, I'm afraid no one is really in the mood to train. In that case, why not give everyone a day off, let them relax and clear their heads?

Then Luo Feng explained his plan to everyone, and they naturally agreed wholeheartedly. The events of the past two days had been too stressful for them, and they needed an outlet for their emotions.

This isn't the future; there aren't as many entertainment facilities available. When a few grown men get together, they're mostly just drinking and chatting.

But Luo Feng found this approach too boring. So he decided to take everyone outside, because in his opinion, nothing could soothe the soul more than the beautiful scenery of nature.

After bringing some ingredients from home and completing all the preparations, the group of men set off.

This time, he only brought Xinghua along, without disturbing the others. In Guo Feng's view, the purpose of this picnic was merely a small gathering between himself and his buddies, and there was no need for others to be involved.

They chose a spot, started cooking, and soon the men were half-drunk. Men, when they're drunk, most don't remember what they did.

Right now, a few drunken men are taking turns teasing Xinghua. I wonder how the little girl is feeling. Being teased by a few strange, drunk men, she probably isn't in a good mood.

Soon, Xinghua habitually distanced herself from the drunken group. The little girl swore she would never easily approach these strange, somewhat delusional men, even if her own father was among them.

Luo Feng was truly drunk this time; otherwise, he wouldn't have acted so abnormally. From a certain perspective, it also proves that he's been under a lot of psychological pressure these past few days. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen such a dissolute way to let loose.

When a group of drunk men get together, they naturally start bragging to each other.

"I'm determined to make everyone live a good life, to take you out of the village, out of the county, out of the city, and even out of the country, to the world!" Drunk, Luo Feng roared to the sky, expressing his dream.

"Brother Feng, that's impressive. I didn't think that much about it," Biaozi said, patting Luo Feng on the shoulder after hearing his words.

"Tell me, what do you want to do in the future?" Luo Feng said, letting out a burp.

"I want to live in a big brick house like you, Brother Feng. I'll just buy the four major appliances and a few pieces of furniture." Biaozi said intermittently while drinking.

"Where are you two?" Luo Feng shouted at Bao Sheng and A Fu, who were standing to the side.

"I just hope I can marry a beautiful wife soon and then stay at home and live with her for the rest of my life," Afu replied with his eyes half-closed.

"I... I haven't thought about it yet," Baosheng said, sounding somewhat lost.

“It’s okay if you haven’t thought about it yet. It’s not too late to think about it now. Even if you can’t figure it out now, you’ll eventually find what you want in the future,” Luo Feng said to Bao Sheng as he walked over.

Then Luo Feng slapped Biaozi and Afu on the head once each.

"Why are you two so unambitious? Can't you think of something more sophisticated?" Luo Feng said, exasperated.

"Brother Feng, what does 'high-class' mean?" A Fu's sudden question left Luo Feng speechless.

"It's terrible to be uncultured! Can't you two read more books when you have nothing to do?" Luo Feng shouted at the two of them.

"Forget about reading books. The words recognize me, but I don't recognize them."

"Exactly, I do know a few words, but I get dizzy as soon as I see a book, and I just can't read it."

Hearing what the two of them said, Luo Feng kicked them both hard again.

"Why are you all so unambitious?"

"Let me tell you, if you follow me closely, I can guarantee that every one of you will have a big brick house. A wife and children, a warm bed—that's the bare minimum. If you do well, I can even guarantee you'll live in one of those apartment buildings in the county," Luo Feng said to the three of them with great confidence.

"Are you kidding me, Brother Feng?"

Are you drunk?

"Brother Feng, I think you're drunk."

Luo Feng was incredibly frustrated; even his own men didn't believe in the future development blueprint he had drawn up.

But then Luo Feng realized something.

Their perspectives are so narrow. But you can't blame them; after all, they've lived in remote mountain villages for generations. You can't accuse them of being unsophisticated, because they haven't even had the opportunity to broaden their horizons.

Such people are like frogs at the bottom of a well—short-sighted and ignorant. In such an environment, people's laziness can naturally be greatly aroused.

Like some of the impoverished people Luo Feng encountered in his later life. The poorer people are, the more short-sighted they tend to be. They haven't even solved their basic needs for food and clothing, so how can they imagine the future?

There's always a reason why someone is pitiful! They don't realize that the more materialistic they are, the poorer they become. This kind of poverty is deeply ingrained, affecting not only themselves but also their future generations.

Luo Feng didn't want to say too much about his companions' thoughts. He knew these people were too short-sighted; poverty limited their imagination.

In this situation, unless you put something tangible and visible in front of them, they will definitely not trust you.

So there's no point in saying any more; let time prove everything.

"Hehe, just you wait. Believe it or not, Tiger will be the first among you to build a big brick house," Luo Feng said to them with a smile.

“Brother Feng, we know that Hu Zi has been with you the longest, but he has only been with you for a little over a year now.”

"Exactly, if you want to build a big brick house, you can't even think about it without seven or eight thousand yuan in hand."

The crowd still found Luo Feng's words hard to believe. They simply couldn't believe that Hu Zi could store so much money in such a short time.

"Tiger has been with me for over a year, and his monthly salary has increased from 200 to 250. Adding in the bonuses I give him, he now has at least 3000 in hand. You could say he's already saved half of what he needed to build his house," Luo Feng said with a smile.

"In other words, Tiger will be able to live in a big brick house in another year or two," Afu asked with some curiosity.

"It might take even less time," Luo Feng added with a chuckle.

"Well, what do you mean, Brother Feng? What are your plans?" Luo Feng's words immediately piqued the curiosity of the three of them.