Rebirth of a Farmer's Dad

When the guests arrived, Luo Feng had no choice but to hand over all the kitchen work to Hu Zi. After all, it was a rare treat for them to come to his place for a meal, so he had to go out and say hello.

Fortunately, the utensils for eating were readily available, and it was easy to set up. It's just that the upstairs was a bit messy, and it would take some effort to clean it up.

But with everyone pitching in to help, it wasn't a big deal. Before long, everything upstairs was ready, and now they were just waiting for the food to be served.

Luo Feng apologized to everyone and asked them to wait upstairs while he went downstairs to check if the food in the kitchen was ready.

Since the notification was given at the last minute, Luo Feng didn't have time to prepare any special dishes, so he used the ingredients that were available in the store to make a few home-style dishes.

Restaurants typically cook quickly, especially small eateries like this, aiming to provide customers with the fastest possible meal. As for the pursuit of exquisite flavors, that's simply not something these restaurants should be concerned with.

As soon as Luo Feng came downstairs, he joined in the help. With his constant urging, the group delivered the dishes upstairs as quickly as possible.

The menu was simple, with only six dishes and a soup. There were eight people in total: Wang Dana and his three companions, the two elders from the Zhugan family, Luo Feng, and Xiao Cui. However, they were all big eaters, and Luo Feng was worried that there wouldn't be enough food. But there was no time to prepare anything else; they could just bring out a few more dishes that were already in the restaurant.

"Uncle, Aunt, don't be shy, make yourselves at home. Come and try my cooking!" Luo Feng said, pointing to the braised pork on the table and inviting them to try it.

"Hmm, not bad. How was this made? Why doesn't my meat taste like this?"

"You know what, it's actually done quite well, much better than your aunt's."

"Haha, I'm relieved that you're all satisfied. Eat as much as you want, it's all you can eat," Luo Feng said with a smile.

The two elders did not respond, but they started eating much more frequently.

Wang Dana and his friends didn't need to be polite; they were all like family and didn't know the meaning of formalities. They simply set out champagne and beer, eating large chunks of meat and drinking heartily, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

"Come on, Auntie, try this fish. I made it especially for you." Luo Feng noticed that the atmosphere at the table was a bit off. Wang Dana was only focused on eating and drinking and didn't seem to care about the two elders at all, so he stepped in to smooth things over.

"Yes, why don't you try it? Let me tell you, our braised fish is absolutely amazing." This dish was Zhugan's favorite, and he quickly introduced it to his mother.

Bamboo Pole's mother picked up a piece of fish, ate it, and then didn't say anything. The old woman seemed to have sensed something.

Ruofeng noticed that Xiaocui, who was sitting to the side, seemed a little nervous, so he quietly nudged the bamboo pole with his elbow.

Despite his usual quick wit, Bamboo Pole becomes incredibly slow-witted when it comes to matters between men and women. Feeling Luo Feng nudge him with his elbow, he turned to face the two questioning gazes.

Luo Feng was furious. How could this guy be so clueless? He was like a block of wood. He really didn't know what Xiao Cui had fallen for. If there weren't so many people around, Luo Feng would have slapped him to see if he could wake him up and teach him some emotional intelligence.

There was nothing he could do. Since this guy was so slow-witted, he had no choice but to give him a hint. Luo Feng quickly winked at him, signaling him to look at Xiao Cui.

Bamboo Pole then realized that he had been so engrossed in drinking and chatting that he had completely forgotten about his girlfriend.

"Xiao Cui, come and try Brother Feng's cooking. Let me tell you, Brother Feng hasn't cooked for himself in a long time. You have to cherish this meal today." After saying that, Zhu Gan picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in Xiao Cui's bowl.

"Hmph, brat." Wang Dana finally reacted when he saw this.

"Come on, let me fill your glass, let's have another drink." Zhu Gan said as he filled Wang Dana's glass, and then the two of them raised their glasses and drank them down in one gulp.

Bamboo Pole's mother rolled her eyes at her son, seemingly scolding him for being clueless. Then she chatted with Luo Feng very enthusiastically, mostly asking about the basic situation of her son's work there.

"Old woman, this isn't important. You can ask whenever you want." Bamboo Pole's father was a sensible man; the old couple hadn't come here today to inquire about their son's job situation.

Reminded by her husband, the bamboo-pole mother blushed immediately, clearly embarrassed.

Under these circumstances, naturally, he didn't have much of an appetite. After only a few bites, Bamboo Pole's mother pulled Xiao Cui into the next room, and needless to say, she was going to ask him a lot of questions. However, what the two talked about is unknown; a group of grown men like them wouldn't be so bored as to eavesdrop on women's conversations.

If this gets out, how embarrassing would that be? I'd probably never be able to hold my head up in front of people again.

So, in the latter half of the meal, the situation evolved into what it is now: several grown men were toasting and drinking at the table, while two women were whispering to each other in the next room. In short, both sides were busy with their own things and did not disturb each other.

Compared to the constant chatter between Bamboo Pole's mother and Xiao Cui, there was little interaction between Bamboo Pole's father and Wang Dana. The two simply kept talking back and forth while drinking their wine.

To be honest, two men are still two men. What could they possibly have to talk about when they've never met before and don't know each other?

No matter the era, the differences between men and women seem to persist. Compared to the details that women care about, men usually only care about the big picture; as long as the overall direction is right, they don't care about anything else.

What's even more interesting is that Luo Feng discovered that women seem more willing to express their feelings through direct language and body language, while men tend to use more implicit language in interactions. In other words, the prerequisite for communication between two men is that you must understand the underlying meaning the other person is trying to convey.

Wang Dana and Zhugan's father were having a drinking contest. In reality, what they wanted to say was all in their drinks. Men always like to compete when something happens, to determine who is better first, so that it will be easier to talk to each other later.

The meal didn't last long. I'm not stupid; my second aunt's purpose in coming here today wasn't just to eat. I had to give them enough time.

After the meal, Luo Feng deliberately left Shi Tou and Da Zhuang at the shop to help out, and even gave Zhu Gan a wink.

"Brother, this is all I can do to help you."

I made an appointment with the two elders to have a meal here before they leave, as a farewell gesture. I will then have a good chat with them about the bamboo poles.

Luo Feng didn't bother with what happened after that. He just stayed in the shop, cleaning up the mess with Shi Tou Dazhuang.

As for Zhu Gan and the others, Wang Dana took them all to his home. It seemed that he also attached great importance to this meeting and felt that discussing this matter in the wedding courtyard was somewhat inappropriate.

How did the talks go? Luo Feng didn't know, but judging from the way Wang Dana and Bamboo Pole's father were arm in arm when they left, the result should have been pretty good.