CH 82

[T/N: PS, I know that I accidentally wrote dinner in the previous chapter; it’s lunch.]

Lunch was made by Mama Wang and the taste of the food was not much different from Wang Cheng’s cooking. After seven or eight days, Chu Yifeng had finally eaten his favorite cooking again. Papa Wang was even happier when he saw that he liked it. He was so enthusiastic about picking vegetables for him that Wang Cheng wanted to cover his face. His dad was so easy to win over. It would definitely not be a hindrance to come out to him in the future. Although he had already guessed this fact, he still felt that Papa Wang could get upset.

"It's rare for you to have a chance to eat with us, Mr. Chu must eat more." Papa Wang still said, wishing to talk to continue to talk to him about things young and old, "Unfortunately, you should usually be busy, otherwise you could come often and eat Chengcheng’s mom’s food. You can't eat this craftsmanship anywhere else. "

"What nonsense!" Mama Wang was a little embarrassed when she heard this, "Mr. Chu, don't listen to his nonsense."

"How come? I think aunt's craftsmanship is really good, similar to Wang Cheng’s." Chu Yifeng nodded his head, and when he said it, his words almost made Wang Cheng spray his rice.

Mama Wang looked at her second son who continued coughing, and turned around to smile at Chu Yifeng. "Mr. Chu, did my family’s Chengcheng cook for you? He rarely cooks at home."

"Mom, don't get me wrong," Wang Cheng explained quickly.

"Did I misunderstood something?" Mama Wang gave him a calm look.

Wang Cheng almost revealed a flaw, "No, I mean, I may have forgotten to tell you before, but Boss is actually older brother's neighbor. When I went to older brother’s apartment for the first time, Boss helped convince the guards. If not for him, the security there wouldn’t let me in at all."

Then Wang Cheng briefly explained why he had cooked for Chu Yifeng, but some details were omitted by him.

"It was natural for me to come and go, so I got familiar with him."

It turns out there was still this level of destiny. Papa Wang nodded and laughed, "It seems that Mr. Chu and our family has a good fate."

"My family’s Chengcheng was taken care of by Mr. Chu." Mama Wang thanked him. In this way, Mr. Chu actually helped their family a lot, so she didn’t even have any opinion. She was a little worried at first; after all, status was status. They were very different. If this was the relationship between an ordinary boss and employee, it would be impossible for him to deliberately visit their home when passing by.

"It's quite destined." Chu Yifeng gave Wang Cheng a meaningful look.

Wang Cheng just wanted to say, ‘Boss Chu, you don't have to say anything amazing, you’re scaring my little heart.’

After having lunch, Papa Wang and Chu Yifeng went to the living room to have a chat. Wang Cheng was called into the kitchen by Mama Wang to help wash the dishes. This was usually not the case. Wang Cheng knew that his mother must have had something to tell him. Sure enough, just after he washed the first dish, he heard Mama Wang speak.

"Chengcheng, listen to mom, don't get too close to your boss in the future."

"Mom? Why?" Wang Cheng didn't understand. At the dinner table, she was okay. Why did his mother suddenly change her face after eating?

"Although he has helped you, after all, you have very different statuses. You are not from the same world. Mom can see that this Mr. Chu is not an ordinary person. A rich man's world is more complicated. Mom does not want you to be involved in what’s not right.” Mama Wang said this earnestly.

Her words made sense, but it was too late.

"Mom, you’re thinking too much. I'm not a three-year-old child. I have my own judgment. You can rest assured that I have a sense of justice." Wang Cheng could only be as perfunctory as possible. To clarify his relationship with Chu Yifeng, he was afraid they needed to be even more distant.

"It's good if you know, mom just wants what’s good for you."

In the afternoon, Wang Cheng's family went to work, but Chu Yifeng could not stay for too long. Wang Cheng had told him that Mama Wang had some opinion about their dealings, so he let him leave first, even if his parents agreed with Chu Yifeng staying.

Chu Yifeng went back. He wanted to stay with Wang Cheng to pick fruits, but Wang Cheng's words did make sense. He could see that the head of the family was actually Mama Wang.

"Then see you again next time."

"Until next time." Wang Cheng always felt that his bottom line would be more flexible when he came over. "Forget it, come if you want, but next time you must remember to call me in advance. Our relationship was almost exposed today, and it scared me. "

“Alright."

After sending him away, Wang Cheng returned to the yard. The other workers had already arrived. When she saw him coming in, a woman asked aloud who the man who had just left was. Wang Cheng didn't mind telling her that he was his boss who was just passing by and came to see him.

"Wang Cheng, your relationship with your boss is really good."

"Of course, we are friends." Wang Cheng now couldn’t wait to tell everyone that his boss was his friend.

After working, the woman gathered into a group of aunts for a chat at night. She talked a lot about the information revealed by Wang Cheng in the afternoon: he could be friends with his boss. She really couldn’t see that Wang Cheng had such skills. The gossip spread.

Wang Cheng’s eldest uncle also heard about his companion, and Granny Wang who had originally planned to go to Wang Cheng to settle accounts was dissuaded after she knew about it. She was even glad that she didn't act impulsively. If she had went to the third son’s family after the boss had come... Zhang later came to challenge him, but when they thought about the consequences, they endured it. Zhang, who didn’t know the truth, was confused about the attitude of the eldest family and Granny Wang. They would not give up on anything that had happened before. It was really strange that they chose to be patient this time.

Wang Cheng and his parents didn't know about this matter. Although this woman talked a lot of gossip, it was a relief for them.

The next day, a dozen baskets of fruit were finally picked by them.

The bad fruits were given to people who farmed. Although they couldn’t eat them, they could be used as plant fertilizer, which was very good for flowers and other plants. Unlike some people, they earned the money they made carefully, and sold the rotten fruits to some businessmen who came to buy rotten fruit.

Papa Wang left a portion of the fruits to be eaten at home, and a portion to be made into jams in the next seven or eight days. The rest would be used for brewing wine, especially plum wine and persimmon wine.

Brewing wine was much simpler than making jam. As long as you prepared a large jar, white wine, and sugar. The large jar needed tobe an oil-free and water-free glass bottle, otherwise it would leak air. Papa Wang was good at making this kind of fruit wine. Before, he would make two bottles for every New Year. The fruit wine he made was better than the wine made by Mama Wang, so she let him make it.

Today, Mama Wang asked Wang Cheng to deliver a few bags of fruit to his grandma.

"Well, my mother asked me to bring you some fruit." Wang Cheng saw his grandma who was feeding chickens in the yard. Although she had worked hard for most of her life, and her back was slightly bent, she was not like other 70-80 years old elderly people who needed to walk on crutches. She was healthier both mentally and physically.

"It's Chengcheng, come in quickly." She narrowed her eyes and saw Wang Cheng, immediately greeting him warmly.

Grandpa was watching TV in the house and was very happy to see him. He took the fruit he handed over and said, "It's good to visit, but don't bring so many things next time."

"We have many at home and we can’t finish eating them. Also, eating more fruit is good for your body." Wang Cheng helped his grandpa. His maternal grandpa was three years older than his grandma. He was too laborious when he was younger and became a bit sick recently. Several times, Mama Wang was worried about Grandpa, and wanted to take him to the hospital, but Grandpa always said no, he would just use some ancestral oils. Mama Wang thought about it, and waited a while for some time when she was not busy. Then, she took the old man to the hospital for a physical examination. Even if there was nothing wrong with him, it was good to take a health check.

"Chengcheng you came at just the right time, grandpa was looking for you." The old man took his hand.

"What is it?"

"Come with me to Secretary Guan, let's change the name on the contract to yours." Grandpa saw that things had a foregone conclusion and had been thinking about this for the past few days.

"Yes Grandpa, don't worry so much, we can change the name anytime." Wang Cheng didn't expect the old man to be thinking about it.

"No, no, we must change it now." Grandpa shook his head, and he didn't change his mind.

"Chengcheng, just go with your grandfather. Your grandfather has been thinking about it for the past few days, and he can't sleep well." Grandma also joined the ranks of persuasion.

Wang Cheng couldn’t resist, so he had to take a trip with Grandpa, but he had to go home to get the contract first. Grandpa also went with him. His house was closer to Secretary Guan’s house. Papa Wang and Mama Wang didn’t say anything after the incident, but they also had their own thoughts. The sooner the name was changed, the better. The grandson-grandfather duo went to the secretary's house.

Secretary Guan was not surprised by their arrival. Hearing their intentions, he quickly helped them. Wang Cheng had also given him some fresh fruit two days ago, which he hadn’t finished yet.

Wang Cheng did not expect that it was Grandpa’s persistence that prevented him from having some trouble in the future. Although they all put trust in Grandpa, there would always be some arrogant people who, as long as there was a chance to cut trees down, would be rude and cause trouble to Grandpa.

After dealing with the fruit mountain’s affairs, Wang Cheng finally began to think about the north mountain’s medicinal plants.