Rebirth of a Farmer's Dad

After leaving the county magistrate's house, Luo Feng went straight back to his shop. Seeing that it was getting late, he decided to get a good night's sleep, as he had been exhausted all day.

The next morning, Luo Feng went to the wedding courtyard to see how Wang Dana's work was going.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw several people walking around in circles.

"What's wrong with everyone? What happened?" Luo Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he asked casually.

"Hey, Brother Feng, you've finally arrived! I was just about to come looking for you, but something happened." Bamboo Pole said as he approached Luo Feng.

"Alright, make things clear, stop yelling at me." Luo Feng replied irritably; these were the words he dreaded most right now.

"Why is it so difficult for me to get things done? God, are you playing a joke on me?" Luo Feng complained to himself, somewhat annoyed.

He shooed them into the house, and amidst everyone's chatter, Luo Feng finally learned what had happened.

It turns out that ever since Luo Feng said he was going to hold some kind of matchmaking event, the group had started looking for a venue.

The county town wasn't big, and there weren't many suitable places. On Wang Dana's suggestion, the group decided to hold the matchmaking event on a small hillside on the outskirts of the county town.

Anyway, it won't rain in July, and there are a few ancient trees on the hillside, which protects us from the scorching sun.

This is a good place; all it takes is some renovation and tidying up, and everything will be fine.

However, an unexpected event occurred at this moment. Just as the group had finalized the location and were preparing to begin preparing the ground, several elderly men who lived nearby arrived, leaning on their canes.

When they learned that the group was planning to hold a matchmaking event here, they immediately became furious. They said that this place was the burial site chosen by the group of brothers, and no matter what, not a single blade of grass or tree could be disturbed.

The elderly would choose an auspicious burial site for themselves before passing away; this is a long-standing custom in rural areas, and Luo Feng was naturally aware of it.

But that's the crux of the matter. The other party consists of several elderly people who are very stubborn and impossible to reason with. However, it's not appropriate to physically confront them, so the situation has reached a stalemate.

That's why everyone's been bothered by this matter and they're planning to ask Luo Feng to come over and discuss it.

"This matter is probably a bit troublesome. If we upset the old man and something bad happens to him, we won't be able to explain ourselves," Luo Feng said with some concern.

“Who says otherwise? If we don’t handle this properly, the villagers will talk behind our backs.” Wang Dana said, lighting a cigarette in his warm hand.

"Never mind, I'll go and talk to those old guys myself." Luo Feng slammed his hand on the table and prepared to get up.

“I’ll go with you,” Wang Dana said, tossing away the cigarette he had just taken a puff of.

“We’ll go too,” said the three bamboo poles standing nearby.

"There's no need for so many people to go. We're not here to cause trouble. You'll only scare the old man." After saying that, Luo Feng gestured for the three of them, including Zhu Gan, to stay, and then he took Wang Dana and went out.

The hillside was right next to the county town, not too far away. It took the two of them about half an hour to reach their destination.

Standing on that hillside and looking around, I saw a few houses not far away. Needless to say, those old men must live here.

Then the two of them went straight to those houses.

As expected, this was indeed the home of those old men. They built their houses all together, suggesting they were brothers, and probably had a pretty good relationship. Otherwise, why would the three of them have thought of building their houses together even in death?

Upon meeting, several elderly people, leaning on their canes, immediately tried to attack Wang Dana, seemingly subconsciously believing he was no good person. As for Luo Feng standing to the side, birds of a feather flock together; he was certainly no better.

"Get out of here, get out of here right now, don't stand there in front of me."

"That's right, I'm telling you, no matter how much you talk, we won't agree."

"If you want to move land, you'll have to get over us old guys first."

Seeing the three agitated elderly people, Luo Feng was at a loss. It seemed he had to find a way to calm them down as soon as possible, otherwise there was no point in talking about anything.

"Grandpa, please don't get agitated. Getting upset is bad for everyone's health," Bofeng said with a smile, trying to comfort you.

“Let me tell you, kid, stop dawdling here. You guys are definitely up to no good, I wonder what kind of tricks you’re plotting?” The oldest-looking old man pointed at Luo Feng’s nose and said.

"We just want to hold a matchmaking event here, not build houses. If we regret it later, we can just find someone else and start over, okay?" Luo Feng stepped forward, his face covered in the old man's spittle.

"That won't do either. In short, you can't touch a single blade of grass or tree here." The old man gave Luo Feng no choice whatsoever.

"Can't we discuss this? Just name your conditions, and we'll do whatever it takes without hesitation." Luo Feng still wanted to try his best.

“That’s right, we’re all from the same village, don’t be so absolute! After all, we see each other all the time, right?” Wang Dana chimed in. He knew that if this matter wasn’t handled well, he wouldn’t fare well either, as it directly affected his future income.

"We have nothing to discuss with you. You'd better leave now or we'll call for help." The old men still showed no respect for Luo Feng, whispering something in their grandson's ear. Needless to say, they sent their grandson to call for backup.

Luo Feng realized things were going badly; if they stayed any longer, he and Wang Dana would probably get beaten up. "A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle," he thought, "let's retreat."

Then Luo Feng and Wang Dana exchanged glances, and the two immediately turned and ran.

"Brother Feng, what should we do? These old men seem stubborn and unreasonable, we can't reason with them at all!" Wang Dana said to Luo Feng beside him after running a short distance.

"How should I know what to do? Didn't you see? If we had stayed any longer, we would have definitely gotten beaten up," Luo Feng replied irritably.

"How about we go somewhere else?" Wang Dana said.

"No, I'm not changing. I'm going to stick with them today." Luo Feng said, gesturing thoughtfully as if he was trying to come up with a solution.

"Don't be silly," Wang Dana said kindly, "I heard that old man is quite prolific; he's had seven or eight sons." He was genuinely worried that Luo Feng might make a blunder.

"What did you say? Eight sons? They're having piglets!" Wang Dana's words surprised Luo Feng. But then he thought about it again. At this time, everyone was poor, and the poorer the family, the more children they had. Anyway, nobody took family planning seriously anymore.

"It seems we can't confront them head-on; we'll have to use a roundabout tactic." Luo Feng muttered to himself before turning and walking back, and Wang Dana had no choice but to follow.