Liu Haizhong glanced at Wang Dabao, snorted coldly, and left the mourning hall first.
Yi Zhonghai also looked displeased, his face cold as he and Sha Zhu helped the deaf old lady walk behind, disappearing from sight in a moment.
It was dinnertime.
Wang Dabao invited several of his fellow workers to go to a nearby mutton restaurant, but the group led by Uncle Zhang refused to go no matter what. Helpless, Wang Dabao had no choice but to let them leave.
However, when his coworkers left, Wang Dabao secretly slipped a few yuan to Uncle Zhang as a way to buy them cigarettes.
It was clear that these workers were genuinely saddened by their uncle's passing, and Wang Dabao didn't want them to have worked for nothing.
Although it was a task assigned by the factory, the group didn't just do it half-heartedly, and Wang Dabao understood that perfectly well. Besides, they were trying to save money for themselves by not even going to a mutton restaurant, so what was a few packs of cigarettes to them?
You know, these days, being able to eat a few pieces of meat during the Lunar New Year is considered a sign of good fortune.
After seeing the group off, Wang Dabao went to a nearby store and bought some sesame seed cakes. He still had to keep vigil that night, and he couldn't stay awake without something substantial to eat.
As night deepened, Wang Dabao instantly entered his personal space.
Like most time travelers, he also had a system, and it was the simplest sign-in system.
However, his personal space is a little different from others. While others' spaces are either warehouses or other types of spaces, his is a small island.
The island is small, about the size of a dozen basketball courts, but it boasts beautiful scenery, with coconut trees and sandy beaches. Most importantly, you can see live creatures like seagulls and crabs.
There is a wooden farm on the island.
The system also thoughtfully includes solar photovoltaic panels on the roof of the wooden house.
There were only twenty chickens, ten sheep, and five piglets on the farm, which he received as a reward from the system's sign-in system this morning.
Entering the cabin and lying on the soft bed, Wang Dabao thought happily, "I wish the system would reward me with things like a cell phone and Wi-Fi someday."
Um... it seems that mobile Wi-Fi doesn't work in this day and age either, there's no cell tower here!
After taking a short nap, Wang Dabao got up and went to the warehouse behind the wooden house. The warehouse was 200 square meters in size, and time was frozen inside, which was equivalent to a super-large time-space freezer, or in layman's terms, a refrigerator.
On the left is a row of shelves displaying flour, rice, pork, chicken, fish, seasonings, cooking oil, and various boxes of canned meat, among other things. On the right are hundreds of bags of various animal feeds, which are given as rewards to the animals.
Of course, the system seemed to have rewarded the host with cornmeal in an attempt to encourage him to adapt to local customs, but unfortunately, he used it all to feed the pigs.
That stuff is rarely eaten in modern times except by older generations who eat it to reminisce about the past. It's so damn spicy, why force yourself to eat it and suffer for yourself?
He was in this world for three days.
The first day's reward included a personal island space and mastery of Bajiquan.
The next day brought a Marrow Cleansing Fruit and fifty Black Tens.
His injuries and the chronic ailments left from years of fighting were cured by this Marrow Cleansing Fruit, which not only cured his illnesses but also strengthened his physical fitness.
This morning's sign-in reward consisted of these items in the warehouse, as well as chickens, sheep, and piglets outside.
Chickens and sheep are relatively easy to raise on the farm, but what about pigs? These guys need to be fed by people.
As a transmigrator, why do I have to come to this island to feed pigs all day long? If this gets out in the transmigrator community, people will laugh their teeth out, and how can I face anyone?
Thinking it over, Wang Dabao decisively went to the kitchen. The kitchen was fully equipped with modern appliances, and there was solar power on the roof, so electricity was convenient. However, there was no grill for roasting suckling pig. It seemed that he would have to give up on roasting it and think of another way.
Wang Dabao opened a can of beef, ate a bite of the canned food and a bite of a sesame seed cake, and filled his stomach.
Calculating the time, I left the small island and returned to the mourning hall.
Besides Wang Dabao keeping vigil, there was only an old man guarding the gate in the funeral home. He wasn't worried about suddenly appearing and startling others.
Seeing that the incense was about to go out, Wang Dabao immediately stepped forward to light incense and then began to burn paper money for his uncle in the brazier.
After daybreak, the workers who had helped yesterday came again to take care of Uncle Wang Zhen's funeral and burial.
After finishing their work, it was almost noon. The group wanted to go home for lunch again, but Wang Dabao stopped them.
“These uncles were my uncle’s coworkers and friends. As his nephew, I am truly grateful for their help these past two days, which allowed my uncle to pass away peacefully. I know you don’t care about this meal, but please give me a chance to express my gratitude.”
"And I also had some extra income yesterday, as you all saw. One meal won't bankrupt my nephew."
This is Wang Dabao's principle in life: if you are good to me, I should repay you; but if you are bad to me, I will repay you tenfold or a hundredfold.
The group exchanged glances, and finally, Uncle Zhang, who was closest to Uncle Wang Zhen, made the decision, saying, "Then we'll listen to Da Bao, but we can't go to that mutton restaurant from yesterday, there are so many of us..."
Before Uncle Zhang could finish speaking, Wang Dabao waved his hand and shouted, "Okay, Uncle Zhang said to go to a mutton restaurant, so let's go to a mutton restaurant."
The group burst into laughter, which made Uncle Zhang extremely anxious. In the end, he could only sigh and be dragged by Wang Dabao to the mutton restaurant.
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After finishing his meal and saying goodbye to the others, Wang Dabao went directly to the courtyard house.
Upon entering, you'll see Yan Bugui watering the flowers.
When watching the show before, Wang Dabao had a good impression of Yan Bugui, feeling sorry for him because he was supporting so many people in his family and it was understandable that he was a little calculating, since life is not easy these days.
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