Chapter 2145: Chapter 1832: Casual Chat in the Rain (Part 3)

As for those who firmly believe in their judgment of the Song Family, besides Lianhua’s family, it’s Qi Lin’s grandfather.

Old Man Qi isn’t particularly insightful; it’s just that the place where he used to live hardly ever saw any rain throughout the year.

It was the first time in his life, after living for decades, that he encountered such fertile land with such good seedling growth.

He hadn’t farmed before, others did, so naturally, he listened to them.

As a result, while the Song Family was busy, he didn’t stay idle either, taking the time to tidy up his own vegetables in the field.

Now it was getting dark, but he still had a pressing concern, so he called Qi Lin back.

In the rented house, Qi Lin had bought an old village TV for 300 yuan, which could show several channels.

Now that the old man had free time, he’d sit there with a drink and a plate of peanuts, happily spending an afternoon watching TV. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

As Qi Lin came back holding an umbrella, he saw his grandfather sitting upright on the old wooden sofa:

"If it rains for a month, what will our sheep eat?"

"What will the sheep eat?"

Qi Lin had studied diligently to teach his grandfather, and instinctively wanted to say, "Feed them with dry feed, sweet potato vine, peanut vines, and dry straw."

But before he could speak, he paused: "Grandpa, what are you planning?"

Old Man Qi hesitated: "Did Boss Song not use the corn stalks he grew on the mountain for feed? Did he make extra before? We don’t have many sheep; can we buy a bag? I saw their cattle and sheep are robust—"

Indeed, Qi Lin’s grandfather often communicated with Chen Xi and Zhang Wang’s family at the ranch.

Especially with Zhang Wang’s family, they were of similar age, and Qi Lin wasn’t his biological grandson; Zhang Wang’s own weren’t as dear.

The two old men had a bit of a late-found camaraderie, often getting together after work to drink, watch TV, and chat.

With a couple of shots of Erguotou, they could talk the night away.

Initially, they couldn’t understand each other, so they just talked separately.

But now they could understand a bit, making conversations more exciting.

As a result, the scientific feeding techniques Qi Lin taught didn’t leave an impression on Old Man Qi’s mind, but what Zhang Wang’s family shared was taken to heart.

A few days ago, since Zhang Wang’s family was busy, he found out late about the Song Family’s plan to feed their livestock.

Now, wasn’t he worried?

Just then, the little old man cautiously asked, "I see their cattle and sheep are well-raised, robust, and energetic. Our sheep still seem lacking, probably because they’re willing to invest in feed. I haven’t been willing, just taking them out to graze..."

"Lin, can you ask if we can buy some?"

This was something Qi Lin wasn’t confident about. He just advised his grandfather, "Even if we can buy it, it won’t be cheap."

"I know that," Qi Lin’s grandfather glanced at him, "I’m not dumb. If good things were cheap, they wouldn’t be good."

"But we only have a dozen or so sheep, and what they eat in a day is less than a few cows. Just for a month or two, I can afford it."

But it was still painful for him, really begrudging.

However, Qi Lin’s grandfather had signed him up for that matchmaking event—

The old man couldn’t bear his grandson not settling down, not having a partner, so he was anxious.

No matter where, magpies find partners, and pairs need to build a nest!

Even if he thinks the village is good, he knows that now girls prefer city life. To keep someone, better to save more money for his grandson.

But how could an old man save money?

Besides relying on the vegetables in the field, he depended on the sheep he raised.

He had asked around, finding out that the Song Family’s cattle fetched 200 yuan a pound, while their local sheep sold for twenty or thirty after being slaughtered.

If he raised them well, Qi Lin mentioned he had many connections and could sell them at a better price.

Feed ten or so a year, and slowly, wouldn’t they save up something?

But these thoughts weren’t what he easily shared with Qi Lin.

Once mentioned, the young man would retort, "You don’t need to worry about me, I have plans for the future."

Plans? What plans?

Raising children for a hundred years, worrying for ninety-nine. This is what the elderly hope for.

In any case, with such thoughts, Old Man Qi asked seriously.

Qi Lin didn’t dismiss it lightly: "I’ll ask tomorrow."

"Alright." Old Man Qi had heard from the young people in the village that jobs were hard to come by nowadays, so he was exceptionally open-minded:

"Just ask. If it doesn’t work out, it’s no big deal. Isn’t there feed for sale? We can buy some dry feed and feed them just the same."

"Later when the rain stops, I’ll bring them to graze on some fresh grass; they’ll grow just as plump."

Though he hadn’t stepped out of the ivory tower to endure the hardships of society, there were those on the mountain who suffered — like Gastric Bypass Brother and Self-taught Sister.

Around them, he learned workplace knowledge and social conduct, whether necessary or not, to some extent.

Now, instead of asking Song Tan directly, he found Yun Duo and brought it up.

Yun Duo laughed, "For this sort of thing, it’s fine to ask the boss directly; she doesn’t mind."

But if there were things she wanted to refuse, that’s when an assistant like her became needed.

Yun Duo had silently learned this lesson and nodded, acknowledging,

"Don’t worry, I’ll ask tonight. If it works out, our grandpa’s sheep will eat good grass tomorrow; if not, there’s feed for sale in the town. Just ask Master Jiang, mention it to the vegetable delivery uncle, and have him bring back two bags from town; the sheep won’t starve."

But—

She smiled again, "When grandpa sells the sheep, if not too expensive, can he save one for me?"

Qi Lin was puzzled, "Aren’t you absolutely not going back home?"

In the village, the communal kitchen left no room for her to showcase her skills.

Yun Duo smiled, "I won’t go home. Wherever my sister is, that’s my home. Those two work so hard; I’ll buy one for them."

"Alright." Qi Lin agreed without hesitation:

"But if they eat the boss’s feed for a month or two, the sheep might not be cheap."

Alas.

Speaking of this, the worker Yun Duo sighed in melancholy:

"If what I ate could turn into money, I might as well eat that sack of feed."