115: Chapter One Hundred Fifteen

Having been to the north mountain, the two went to the small factory again. Wang Cheng’s aunt and big cousin went to the fruit mountain. Although the snow last night was not heavy, they were afraid that the snow would crush the fruit seedlings, so the mother and son decided to take a look. Mama Wang did not go. The fruits Wang Cheng bought from the other fruit farmers had been put in place, one after the other. Recently, Mama Wang had become busy again.
The little fragrant pig played on the road in front of them, as if he had never seen snow in his whole life. The thin layer of snow on the ground was moved with his nose to reveal the sand and soil underneath.

Wang Cheng kicked its ass with his toes. "Stupid pig, you know how to play. Hurry up, or you will be left behind." Because of this, the speed at which they walked was seriously burdened.

"Do you usually treat it like this?" Chu Yifeng asked.

"I usually don’t have time to walk the pig. When my family was busy some time ago, it was sent by my mother to accompany my grandparents. My grandma really likes small animals, so it is now used to eating everything and growing fatter and fatter. Don't look at it as a pig, I think it's more refined than us humans." As Wang Cheng said that, he was bout to use his toes to poke the fragrant pig's butt again, but because it probably saw him, it immediately slipped behind him.

This move brought it right into Wang Cheng’s arms, who dragged it forward. However, the little fragrant pig didn't want to, so it competed with him in the back. However, how could one pig be Wang Cheng's opponent? Its four hooves left the ground, and in the next moment, the pig's mouth screamed, as if Wang Cheng was abusing it.

Villagers who didn’t know the situation passed by, and although they didn't say anything, looked at Wang Cheng strangely.

Wang Cheng was very angry with this stupid pig. It had started to be trained at their house, and had never been so skinny before. It had only been sent to the grandparents’ for two months, but it had unexpectedly learned to pretend.

"Throw it away if you don't like it," Chu Yifeng said suddenly.

One person and one pig were shocked.

Wang Cheng looked at him, and then looked down at the stupid pig who was quiet in an instant. "Do you really want to throw it away? I'm afraid it will run to my grandparents’ house. It knows the way."

"Since you feel it’s annoying, there is no need to raise it. Throw it back to the forest of Fengxia Mountain. Even if it runs out, it won’t be able find the house, let alone whether it can even run out or not." The place had been developed, and their were high walls blocking it. It was guarded, and if a person couldn’t get in, a pig couldn’t get out.

"You're right." Wang Cheng agreed.

The little fragrant pig immediately threw up its four hooves to escape, but the rope was in Wang Cheng's hands. No matter how fast it was, it could not run from Wang Cheng and could only run in place.

He finally found its weakness.

Wang Cheng smiled, "Stupid pig, if you dare to peel again, I will send you back to Fengxia Mountain. Did you hear me?"

The little fragrant pig looked back at him and slowly quieted down. There was a human saying: from frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality is difficult. The same was true for a pig. After it was used to a delicious life being served, it was impossible to let it go back to the crisis-filled forest.

"Boss Chu, you finally said something human today." Wang Cheng did not forget to tease Chu Yifeng.

Chu Yifeng smile upon hearing this and said, "Are there any rewards?"

"Yes, do you want me to give you a fist?" Wang Cheng had already been taught many times of Chu YIfeng’s immoral behavior. He was in a good mood now and didn’t want to imagine the so-called reward.

"Can you give me a lick?"

"..."

The staff of the small factory had expanded to 20 people, excluding Mama Wang. Because it was more troublesome to make jam, although they had hired some good workers, Mama Wang was often not assured. After all, it was because the taste of their jam was better than normal jam that there were so many repeat customers. Mama Wang didn’t want to smash her own signboard, so she often came to look over it.

Chu Yifeng frowned after looking.

Wang Cheng noticed and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"The factory is too small, and in the future, it will still have to change places." Chu Yifeng did not believe that Wang Cheng only intended to develop this level of business.

"I know, but the Guan’s Village is not so big, and the situation was urgent, so I could only find this place temporarily." Wang Cheng knew that the development prospects of his family's jam would not be limited to this, and a lot could be achieved in a short time. He had already seen the next step. "And you see that my mother is living a happy life now, even if it is going to develop in the future, I intend to continue to us this place, just on a larger scale."

"Why do I feel like you are more comfortable with the status quo?" Chu Yifeng still knew him better.

"Is it? I'm just more casual."

Wang Cheng's character was actually influenced by the old monk. The old monk was a reclusive monk. Although he ate and drank wine and meat, it did not hinder his heart from Buddha. He may have been silent, but he was much more famous than the monks whose mouths were full of scriptures and zen in the big temples. His principles were not spoken, but acted upon. His greatest kindness to Wang Cheng was that he taught Wang Cheng a magnanimous heart, which could not be obtained by money or rights. Such was a noble character.

After watching Mama Wang, the two walked back, and received a call from Papa Wang midway, saying that he was on the way to the Guan’s Village and Mr. Zheng was accompanying him. The shop was now being watched by Guan Jiahe, and he didn’t need to do a shipment today.

Wang Cheng was suddenly stunned. It was understandable for Zheng Jingen to come to him, but why did his father suddenly bring him home?

"What's wrong?" Chu Yifeng asked.

Wang Cheng put away his cell phone and said, "My dad brought Mr. Zheng here. I don't know what’s going on. It seems we can't go shopping anymore."

"Zheng Jingen?"

Wang Cheng nodded.

Since seeing Zheng Jingen in the jam shop, although Chu Yifeng knew that he was not malicious to the Wang Cheng family, he obviously had another purpose. Otherwise, such a proud man of heaven would not suddenly come to such a rural place to be so close to an ordinary family. However, Zheng Jingen did not conceal his behavior, and he also investigated it later, but the information showed that the Wang family and Zheng Jingen had never crossed. So, he was also curious about why Zheng Jingen wanted to be near the Wang family.

The two changed their itinerary to return home. Wang Cheng went to the kitchen to wash some fruits, and put them onto a platter to greet the guest, and brought them with Chu Yifeng into the living room.

Zheng Jingen apparently did not expect to see Chu Yifeng in Wang Cheng's house, and after a moment's glance, he looked away freely so as not to let the others see any little flaws.

Papa Wang entertained him warmly. He didn't know that they knew each other and took the initiative to introduce Chu Yifeng, but Zheng Jingen explained the fact that they had met.

"Since you know each other, that's even better." Papa Wang looked happy.

Zheng Jingen smiled and looked at Chu Yifeng, "Mr. Chu is really free, he came here early in the morning."

Chu Yifeng's next sentence made it almost impossible for him to laugh.

"Of course it was impossible to come early in the morning, I just stayed here overnight." Chu Yifeng crossed his legs, and his sitting posture was quite pleasing to the eye. Comparing their acting, the two seemed to be on par.

Zheng Jingen really wanted to ask why he had slept at the Wang family’s house last night, but he was just an outsider. It was a bit wrong to ask this. He didn’t worry that Papa Wang would find out, after communicating with him, he learned that this was a good old man. He was comparedly more worried that he would be discovered by Chu Yifeng and Wang Cheng. Fortunately, there was a ‘chatty’ Papa Wang, who explained it to him.

"Who dares to take action against Wang Cheng?" One could see a hint of coldness seep from Zheng Jingen.

"It was just a gangster, but Chengcheng said that the gangster couldn’t get out of the police station. Since our family is all right, then forget it."

"Uncle Wang is right, it's fine if he is all right." Zheng Jingen looked at Wang Cheng. Although Papa Wang didn't elaborate on some details, he mostly guessed why Chu Yifeng stayed at Wang Cheng's house last night. Before, he was only suspicious. Now, he was absolutely certain that Chu Yifeng had other intentions for Wang Cheng, but he did not know whether Wang Cheng knew it or not.

Speaking of Papa Wang's impression, the more he looked at them, the more pleasing to his eyes they became. Once his mouth opened, they couldn't keep the chatterbox shut. Chu Yifeng and Zheng Jingen even cooperated.

Wang Cheng didn’t know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that Chu Yifeng and Mr. Zheng were competing to see who was better, but for what? He could not think of a reason.

Unknowingly, it became 11 o'clock. The landline in the living room suddenly rang. Wang Cheng picked it up, it was a call from Mama Wang. She said that she would stay at the factory to eat with the employees at noon, so he should fix lunch himself for him and his father. And then she crisply hung up.

Papa Wang wanted to keep them for lunch, but there were not enough ingredients in the refrigerator. Wang Cheng couldn't let Papa Wang go for this trip, so he volunteered to buy vegetables.

"I’ll go with you." Chu Yifeng stood up.

"Let's go together. I haven't seen the scenery of the Guan’s Village, so let’s see it along the way." Zheng Jingen also stood up, with an upright excuse, and his elegant smile couldn't be rejected.

Before Wang Cheng spoke, Papa Wang raised his hands in favor, and told Wang Cheng to go early and return early, and not to neglect his guests. The hidden meaning of his words was to tell him not to ask the guests to help with anything. His son knew this well, so he knew that if he didn’t remind him in advance, he would definitely do so.

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