"It's not what you think. She started by badmouthing me behind my back, so I stole her chickens. Then she kept badmouthing me, so I beat them up and shattered the glass."
"Old Wang was so cold at night that he was looking for a hat to wear in the middle of the night, saying his head was freezing." Chen Feng couldn't help but laugh when he thought about it; he only heard about it from someone else later.
"Didn't her husband hit you?" Xia Yingying smiled helplessly.
She felt that Chen Feng was acting like a child playing pranks, getting incredibly happy when others suffered misfortune.
"Just kidding, I beat him up too. I chased him with a big shovel, and he was so scared that his shoes flew off."
"From then on, none of those old women in the village dared to talk about me behind my back anymore," Chen Feng snorted.
Indeed, this sounds like something Chen Feng would do. It's a pity Xia Yingying couldn't see the live broadcast; it must have been very exciting.
"These flowers haven't even bloomed yet, why am I running around looking at this stuff? Let's go upstairs and take a look. I haven't had a proper look at my new house yet," Chen Feng said belatedly, pulling Xia Yingying back inside.
The small villa had just been renovated and looked quite empty. There weren't even beds in the two upstairs rooms yet, so Chen Feng and his companion had to use extra blankets to sleep on the floor today.
There's also a toilet upstairs, which Chen Feng specifically requested, because he really didn't want to freeze his bottom while using the toilet in winter.
“You’ll be busy these next few days. This household is in your hands now. Start buying these things, and I’ll transfer the money to you later,” Chen Feng said, holding Xia Yingying upstairs.
"No need, I have money, so I'll just order everything online?" Xia Yingying looked around and asked.
"Whatever you want, it's up to you." Chen Feng had no objections whatsoever.
The money was meant for Xia Yingying. Although Chen Feng didn't say it, he knew that Xia Yingying actually felt very insecure.
The money in her card was almost her last line of defense. Under such circumstances, Chen Feng naturally wouldn't let her spend money, especially since he wasn't short of money himself.
Let her keep that little bit of money as her personal savings; from now on, he will support Xia Yingying.
"Dinner's ready," Liu Ping called from upstairs.
"Okay, we're here." Chen Feng pulled her downstairs to start eating.
"Auntie's cooking is so delicious." Xia Yingying picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and praised it from the bottom of her heart.
"Is it delicious? Hahaha, I'm glad you like it. Auntie will make it for you every day from now on." Just that one sentence made Liu Ping extremely happy.
"Mom, your cooking is delicious," Chen Feng said, mimicking the compliment.
"Get lost, stop being sarcastic with me. You're always making a fuss over nothing. Look at other people, they don't have so many problems," Liu Ping said, glaring at him.
Chen Feng: "???"
No, when did I ever act sarcastic or sarcastic?
He held his chopsticks, staring with grief and indignation, wanting to say something but stopping himself. In the end, he gave up struggling and lowered his head to continue eating.
I shouldn't have spoken in the first place. How can there be such a huge difference between people?
Xia Yingying looked at Chen Feng, who was looking embarrassed, and suppressed her laughter as she continued eating.
Meanwhile, the convenience store was in an uproar.
"Holy crap, what did you say? Chen Feng brought his wife home, and she's incredibly beautiful and rich too?"
"That's right, you didn't see it. I've never seen anyone so good-looking. Chen Feng is truly enviable."
"My God, what does his wife do? She drives a Porsche, is she a rich woman?"
"Wow, Chen Feng is really awesome. He's built a villa and got a wife. He's definitely a winner in life."
The news quickly reached the village chief's ears, and he frowned, losing his appetite.
He just had someone check, and what's being said in the village isn't false; there really is that Porsche parked in Chen Feng's yard.
When Chen Feng first bought bread, the village chief didn't really take him seriously.
How much money can you make panning for gold? And can you keep having good luck all day?
However, as Chen Feng gradually gained momentum, the village chief became somewhat uneasy.
Seeing that the villa had been built and he even had a Porsche, he became increasingly uneasy.
It doesn't matter how much money he makes; what matters is Chen Feng's capabilities.
If he can get in touch with people of this caliber, then who knows what other caliber people he might be able to contact behind the scenes.
If this continues, he'll be finished sooner or later.
However, he simply couldn't find a way to suppress Chen Feng.
He could only watch as Chen Feng grew stronger little by little, until he became someone who could truly kill him.
The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. In the end, he could only sigh deeply. Now, he could only take it one step at a time.
After dinner, Chen Feng and Xia Yingying started moving things from the car into the house, and Liu Ping helped them.
"My goodness, you two didn't take anything?" Liu Ping said in surprise.
"She moved, so she brought all these things back," Chen Feng explained, carrying two large bags.
"Oh, I knew it! No wonder." Liu Ping was carrying a small bag filled with plates and bowls.
It took them two whole hours to put everything in its proper place.
“Okay, then you two go to sleep. You two are upstairs, and I'm downstairs. There aren't any beds available right now, so I'll make you some extra thick mattresses,” Liu Ping said, as she laid out thick mattresses for them.
"Okay, then you go to sleep. We'll take care of the rest," Chen Feng said, throwing his pillow on the floor.
"Okay, then you two should get some rest too." Liu Ping said subconsciously before leaving, then realized something was off.
Actually, she didn't want them to go to bed early. They were just idling around anyway, and she was at the age where she should be taking care of her grandson.
However, this was not something she could decide, so she shrugged and went back downstairs.
"Lie down. We didn't have time today, but we'll go to the county town to see Lin Nian's grandfather tomorrow. We should definitely visit him when we get back," Chen Feng said, taking off his clothes.
"Mmm." Xia Yingying naturally had no objection. She changed into her pajamas and lay in Chen Feng's arms, looking at various furniture on her phone.
"Chen Feng, what do you think of this bed?"
"nice."
"And what about this cabinet?"
"Alright."
"I also want to buy a dishwasher."
"Sure, no problem."
Every time Xia Yingying saw something, she would mutter a sentence to herself and compare it with other things.
Seeing Xia Yingying intently choosing furniture, Chen Feng couldn't help but kiss her cheek, then hugged her and closed his eyes comfortably.
The next day, after they woke up and had breakfast, they set off for the county town around 11 a.m. to visit Grandpa Lin Nian.
Chen Feng instinctively reached for his van, but Xia Yingying stopped him and handed him the keys to the Porsche.
"From now on, drive this car whenever you go out. It's my personal driver." Xia Yingying looked at Chen Feng with a smile, her hands behind her back.
"Okay."
Chen Feng took the keys and nodded with a smile. Although he suddenly felt a bit like he was being kept, he didn't mind if the person was Xia Yingying; on the contrary, he was enjoying it.
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