Chapter 193: Moving House

Recalling that afternoon, Zhong Di grew furious all over again; it was truly...

"It is indeed rather absurd, but still quite cute."

Shao Hong was initially astonished. He had truly never heard of such a stunt happening right beside him, which was quite something else, wasn't it?

However, upon picturing the scene, Shao Hong wanted to laugh from the bottom of his heart. It was delightful—such an entertaining moment, and he had missed it. What a absolute pity.

"So you just let it catch rabbits? A minor punishment as a warning?" Shao Hong figured out Zhong Di's underlying intention.

"That's not entirely the case. I mainly considered that we had nothing to eat, so I let it bring back a few rabbits. Are you sure you won't have some of this sparerib?" Zhong Di asked again.

Good things are best enjoyed together; when someone is competing with you for food, eating becomes truly satisfying. If he had to eat it all by himself, it wouldn't taste nearly as good.

Shao Hong reached out his hand and asked hesitantly, "Is it really that good?"

Seeing Zhong Di nod, he picked up a piece and said, "You better not be lying to me." After saying that, Shao Hong put on the expression of a warrior preparing to cross a dangerous river.

Goodness gracious, if he actually ate this, he was probably not far from a bout of diarrhea.

Watching Shao Hong, Zhong Di observed his expression shift from initial enthusiasm to subsequent agony, followed by subtle nuances. The feeling was as if dozens of expressions had flashed across his face within this single minute.

Seriously, could his own expression have been that rich just now? Probably not! It must simply be that Shao Hong's tolerance was too weak; that had to be it.

"Well... don't... don't tell me, after the spicy kick fades, wave after wave of flavors hits you. It really, truly is delicious." Shao Hong stammered, shoving another piece into his mouth.

At that moment, Yusheng trotted back, biting down on a rabbit. Heavens, it was quite a plump one.

"Yusheng, come here, have a piece of meat." Zhong Di placed a sparerib in front of Yusheng.

The rabbit slipped from the corner of Yusheng's mouth, while tears streamed from the corner of Yusheng's eyes.

Daddy finally remembered me! I'm so happy, I've decided to forgive Daddy.

Woof woof!

Yusheng barked twice, then trotted over and clamped its jaws onto the sparerib given by its dear daddy.

Ah, it's so spicy-spicy-spicy-spicy-spicy.

Wuuu wuuu... Does Daddy have something against me?!

Yusheng dropped the sparerib in agony and scampered away with hurried little steps. Daddy really doesn't love me anymore; he's so cold-blooded to me, actually feeding me this kind of stuff.

"Zhong Di, what's wrong with Yusheng this time? Didn't it catch three rabbits?" Shao Hong had also grown somewhat accustomed to the level of spiciness.

"Probably went looking for a little female dog!" Zhong Di finished speaking and continued eating.

The two of them suffered and rejoiced at the same time; they were truly suffering and rejoicing in equal measure.

It wasn't until the sky grew completely dark that the two of them finally finished the spareribs, and then came the aftermath.

That kind of thrill can only be appreciated by experiencing it firsthand.

Early the next morning, Zhong Di scrambled up...

No, let's start over. Early the next morning, Zhong Di clambered up weakly, then knocked on the upper bunk.

"You doing okay?" Zhong Di asked.

"I'm not doing okay at all!" Shao Hong bolted upright, grabbed a roll of toilet paper, and sprinted toward the restroom.

Zhong Di shook his head. *Sigh*, the mouth certainly had its moment of glory, and the aftermath was glorious too! He struggled to his feet and sipped some tea. Right now, he didn't want to eat anything at all; his stomach felt fiery hot.

At this hour, the uncles helping out with the labor and his elder sister had all arrived, but neither Shao Hong nor Zhong Di were up. Today, manual labor was most likely out of the question.

*Gurgle!*

Zhong Di's stomach started acting up.

Oh no! Zhong Di hurriedly grabbed a roll of toilet paper and dashed toward the restroom. Heaven knows how many trips to the toilet they had made last night.

By near noon, the two of them finally started feeling a bit better. After eating some bland food and struggling to do a tiny bit of work, things finally smoothed out.

Because of *that* incident, the way the two of them walked had completely changed. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought they had been up to something scandalous together—could it be they had experienced *that* kind of encounter?

*Cough cough.*

"Zhong Di, I believed your nonsense," Shao Hong complained, instantly regretting why he hadn't managed to exercise self-restraint yesterday and brought this unimaginable suffering upon himself.

"Just tell me whether it felt amazing last night or not."

"Amazing."

"Well, there you go."

After exchanging a few words, the two of them groped their way to work. Once they finished the absolute necessities, they took a break.

There was no helping it; they couldn't manage any other tasks anyway. Fortunately, the farm was gradually getting on track; even if the two of them stopped working for now, nothing terrible would happen.

Well, the guesthouse rooms were fully renovated. Taking advantage of this opportunity to move houses sounded quite nice.

With this thought in mind, Zhong Di brought the matter up to Shao Hong.

After consulting each other, the two agreed that this was indeed the right course of action. Now that the rooms were renovated, these old, dilapidated shacks were not only taking up space but also getting in the way. Furthermore, having the restaurant and kitchen positioned the way they were looked rather awkward.

Once they moved out, these old houses could be torn down.

With this plan set, the two of them immediately got to work, and Zhong Di also informed his elder sister about the arrangement.

To put it modestly, five guesthouse rooms had already been spoken for.

Adding the suite Zhong Di intended to occupy himself, there were ten rooms in total: Zhong Di would take one, the pallas cat another, Shao Hong one, his elder sister one for her office, and one reserved for their parents.

Those five rooms were fully accounted for, leaving five remaining.

After careful discussion, the room designated for his elder sister's office was set right next to Zhong Di's, suitable for both living and working, which would also make it convenient to discuss matters frequently.

The room reserved for their parents would be right next to his sister's, while Shao Hong's room would be located right beside the pallas cat's.

There was no other reason than the fear that future guests might startle the pallas cat; having Shao Hong live right next door was just right, as he could keep an eye on its condition at all times.

They thought about the plan quickly, and reached a consensus just as fast. In no time at all, all the details were ironed out.

Zhong Di stepped into the guesthouse rooms; the scent of renovation was still somewhat heavy, but it had already reached a livable condition.

Mosquito-repelling herbs and mint came first. He had propagated some earlier, so he placed three pots in each room—six pots in total, symbolizing smooth sailing in all endeavors.

Not only did it carry a good omen, but it could also absorb harmful gases within the rooms.

The countryside air was already pristine to begin with, and combined with the herbs, mint, and an open window at night, staying there was completely effortless and problem-free.

Zhong Di didn't have much of his own to pack. The rooms already came with ready-made beds, desks, and other essentials; simply put, it was move-in ready and fully equipped.

He only needed to gather some documents and worn-out clothes, and that was it.

Even so, by the time all this commotion settled down, afternoon had arrived. As the saying goes, big chores wear people out, while small chores wear down their patience—that was precisely how it felt.

You tinker here, you tidy there, and before you knew it, time slipped away. Much like doing housework, despite seemingly only cooking, washing dishes, and sweeping the floor, it still consumed a lot of time.

Lying in his new room, aside from a slight sense of unfamiliarity, everything else felt fine. Zhong Di utilized the remaining time to continue refining his popular science article regarding pesticide application in the peach orchard.

He didn't stop until it was time for dinner.

Mindful of the previous night's ordeal, tonight's dinner was exceptionally bland, completely devoid of any spice. While eating, his parents kept chattering away:

"This child, why did he have to be so hard-headed?"

As the instigator of the whole affair, Zhong Di felt not a shred of embarrassment. What was wrong with experiencing a bit of life?