The Little Life of a Big Landlord

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By afternoon, the sun was almost setting when Wei Qingqing finally woke up. She opened her eyes and saw Yang Ming looking at her beside her. Her heart softened. "Husband, I want some water..." Her throat was dry and her voice was a little hoarse because she hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day.

"Hey, I'll go pour you some..." Yang Ming hurriedly went to pour water for Wei Qingqing. The water in the thermos was boiling hot, and Yang Ming used two cups to pour it back and forth several times before the water temperature gradually dropped.

"Honey, I'm hungry!" Wei Qingqing said after finishing her water. She hadn't eaten anything all day.

"Oh, the food was ready a long time ago and it's still warm in the pot. It's perfect to eat it now while it's still lukewarm..." Yang Ming hurriedly moved the kang table and brought up the hot food from the pot.

Watching him bustling around, Wei Qingqing chuckled, "Honey, I've noticed you're becoming more and more like the Big Bad Wolf, it's so nice..." She got up, put on a large T-shirt that covered her bottom, wrapped herself in the quilt, and sat cross-legged on the kang (heated brick bed).

"Ms. Red Wolf, dinner's ready..." Yang Ming handed the chopsticks to Wei Qingqing.

"Thank you, Grey Wolf..." Wei Qingqing took the chopsticks and started eating. Perhaps she was really hungry, because Wei Qingqing devoured the food on the table like a whirlwind.

"Meow……"

Wei Qingqing was about to eat a piece of potato when a meow reached her ears. She quickly looked in the direction of the sound and saw a large, jet-black cat wandering around the room, watching her eat with great longing.

"Honey, where did this black cat come from?" Wei Qingqing's eyes lit up. With the old cat, she wouldn't be afraid of mice anymore. She quickly threw the potato she was holding onto the ground. The big black cat pounced on it like a hungry tiger, protecting the potato with its two front paws and then began to chew. However, cats eat slowly by nature, and even if they are protective of their food, they can't eat very fast.

"I bought this at the market today. It's called Meow Meow. I also bought a big parrot that can mimic human speech." Yang Ming said, running into the yard and bringing the parrot, which was hanging on the clothesline, inside. Luckily it was hanging on the clothesline; if it had been hanging in a tree, the old cat would have eaten it.

"Wow! It's so beautiful..." Wei Qingqing's eyes lit up as she looked at the big parrot.

"So beautiful! So beautiful! So beautiful..." The parrot was really good at mimicking speech. The budgie immediately learned and used it, making Wei Qingqing's eyes light up.

"Give it to me, give it to me..." Wei Qingqing stretched out her small hand.

"I bought this for you!" Yang Ming handed the budgie to Wei Qingqing.

"It's for you, it's for you..." The parrot started mimicking again, which made Yang Ming and Wei Qingqing chuckle. This parrot had the air of someone being sold out and still helping the seller count the money.

"I also bought a pair of Dalmatians, but they're lame. The seller ruined their bodies to keep them for breeding. But they'll recover in two days in the farm space, and in about ten days they'll have a litter of puppies," Yang Ming said.

"A Dalmatian? I've heard of it. It's from the movie '101 Dalmatians,' it's pretty good." Wei Qingqing said while teasing the large parrot with great interest.

"I'll show you after they have puppies," Yang Ming said, starting to clear the dishes.

"Honey, have you eaten?" Wei Qingqing asked, looking up.

"I'll just make do with this. There's a lot of leftover food from yesterday and today, I'll just heat it up." Yang Ming took the bowls and chopsticks out to wash them, added water to the big pot, and heated up the leftovers from the refrigerator. To be honest, Yang Ming isn't a diligent person. If it's just for him to eat, he'd be a bit lazy to cook a separate meal. He'd just make do if he could, since the leftovers are all in the refrigerator and he can just heat them up and eat them.

"Husband, you're so good to me..." Yang Ming's actions touched Wei Qingqing deeply, and her big eyes filled with tears.

"What's so great about being nice to you? I just like eating those flatbreads. There were quite a few left over yesterday. They're so delicious. In a couple of days, I'll grind the corn cobs I harvested from the farm into cornmeal, and we'll make a pot of it too," Yang Ming said.

"Honey, you've been cooking for the past two days, let me cook for you today..." Wei Qingqing said, getting off the kang (heated brick bed).

"No need, no need, I'll just heat it up and eat it. You should lie down on the kang quickly, and take another dose of medicine later to consolidate the effect..." Without saying a word, Yang Ming shooed Wei Qingqing to the kang, pulled the quilt over her, and turned on the TV for her so she wouldn't feel stuffy.

"It's so good to be sick..." Wei Qingqing said sincerely, huddled under the covers.

"Hmph..." Yang Ming chuckled twice and went to the outer room to start a fire.

"Honey, has the contract been signed?" Wei Qingqing asked, holding the remote control and flipping through TV channels.

"We've signed... From now on, those two mountains behind our house will be ours," Yang Ming said while pulling the bellows.

"Honey, let's build a greenhouse, shall we? In winter, we won't have to worry about eating out-of-season vegetables," Wei Qingqing said.

"Okay! Having a greenhouse for shelter is really convenient... Tomorrow is the 10th, I'm going to deliver vegetables to Aunt Zhang and the others, do you want to come?"

"I won't go. Remember to buy the house across from Fangfang's house, and we'll start renovating it."

"Okay! I'll give the money to Fangfang directly and have her handle the renovation as well. Once the house is renovated, we'll have the wedding."

The couple had already set their wedding date for October 1st, but they hadn't told their parents about their plan to stay in the countryside.

Wei Qingqing's illness was completely cured by the next morning. Her complexion was rosy and she was full of energy. She got up early and busied herself making breakfast. She made fried dough sticks and thin porridge, and also fried two eggs. She set the table on the kang (heated brick bed) before waking up Yang Ming, who was still sleeping.

"Sister Liu might come to our house to get the peach pits in a little while. I froze them for her yesterday. They're on the bottom shelf of the freezer. When she comes, give them to her and thank her. You're so grateful to her for helping you recover so quickly!" Regardless of whether Sister Liu's "magic" worked, at least she gave Wei Qingqing the medicine while she wasn't home.

"Oh! I understand," Wei Qingqing replied obediently.

After finishing breakfast, Yang Ming drove away. Wei Qingqing stayed home tidying up, feeding the chickens, ducks, cats, and dogs. She also got a handful of peanuts for the big parrot, but the peanuts were too big and almost choked the parrot to death.

"From now on, your name will be Tiger Skin..." Wei Qingqing pointed at the big parrot's little head and said very seriously.

"Your name will be Tiger Skin, your name will be Tiger Skin..." The big parrot had no idea that its owner was giving it a name; it thought the owner was teaching it to talk, and immediately started chirping away.

"From now on, you'll be called Little Bear!" Wei Qingqing pointed to the Tibetan Mastiff-Bear hybrid that was clinging to her leg and staring intently at the peanuts in her hand, and said very seriously.

Unfortunately, the dog was too greedy. It didn't hear what its owner was saying, but drool was dripping from its mouth. Its big, dark eyes were chasing after Wei Qingqing's hand, or more precisely, the peanuts in her hand. Seeing how greedy it was, Wei Qingqing quickly threw it two peanuts, and only then did the dog let go of its owner's leg.

"From now on, your name will be Honghong..." Wei Qingqing pointed to Soviet Red.

"From now on, your name will be Qingqing. No, wait, why does it have the same name as me? Xiaoqing? Qing'er? They all sound like names for me..." Wei Qingqing was struggling to name the German Shepherd and wolf mix. Finally, looking at the round, chubby little dog, she said, "From now on, your name will be Pangpang!"

"Look how thin your waist is, like a wasp's waist. From now on, you'll be called Xiao Feng, which is a homonym for bee..." Wei Qingqing said, pointing at Erxizi.

"From now on, you'll be called Big Black, Second Black, Third Black, Fourth Black, Little Black..." The names for the silly little dogs were easy to come up with, and they were listed one after another.

"From now on, you two will be called Big Red and Little Red..." Wei Qingqing said, pointing to the two pigeons tumbling on the ground, fighting with the chicks for grains.

Unfortunately, neither of the two pigeons even raised their heads.

"You...you...Master is angry, and the consequences will be severe. See if I'll still feed you in the future..." Seeing that these guys who only know how to eat are ignoring her completely, Wei Qingqing was so angry that she directly threatened them with the food rations.

"The master is angry, and the consequences will be severe... The master is angry, and the consequences will be severe..." the parrot chirped again at the opportune moment.

"Oh, Qingqing, who are you arguing with?" Aunt Liu walked in with a smile.

"Oh! It's Aunt Liu? Hi! Playing with these little guys. I even gave them names. This big parrot is called Fatty... no, no, Fatty seems to be this blue dog. What's this parrot called again...?" Wei Qingqing had just named the animals, but she forgot them in the blink of an eye.

"Hehe, just keeping it for fun, why bother with a name? Qingqing, are you fully recovered yet?" Aunt Liu laughed.

"It's all better now. Speaking of which, I should thank Aunt Liu! Let's not stay in the yard, let's go inside. I'll go get you the peach pits..." Wei Qingqing said with a smile.

Yang Ming drove back to S City at 10 o'clock. He first drove directly to Yingning Hotel to deliver the goods. This time, the various hotels needed a total of 13 kilograms of sweet potatoes, 12 kilograms of potatoes, and 1 kilograms of tomatoes, totaling 620 million yuan. This was no small amount. Although he had been mentally prepared, Yang Ming was still shocked by the amount of money and began to consider lowering the price.

After settling the bill, Yang Ming drove to the epidemic prevention station to get a serum injection. Although Ya Ya told him that he had the protection of the Big Landlord Farm space, and that any threatening damage would usually be reflected back, he was still a little worried. You know, cats not only eat mice, but also have the habit of licking their paws. If he were to contract the plague or something, it would be terrible.

After leaving the epidemic prevention station, he went to his father-in-law's house in Wuyi Lane, bringing a large bag of fruit from his spatial storage to visit his parents-in-law. At Xue Hua's insistence, he had lunch with them. Then he went to Sun Fangfang's house and signed two purchase contracts, buying two apartments opposite Sun Fangfang's. Yang Ming entrusted the renovation to Sun Fangfang, and the money was transferred to her account. Sun Fangfang was not only Wei Qingqing's best friend, but also Yang Ming's god-sister.

After doing all this, Yang Ming returned to Zhengjia Village, and finally, at dusk, the truck stopped in front of his house.

As soon as she got home, Wei Qingqing sneakily approached her, saying nervously, "Honey, you're finally back! There's been someone wandering around outside our yard all day, it scared me to death..."

"Someone's loitering outside?" Yang Ming's heart skipped a beat. His first thought was that the man surnamed Wang wanted revenge. He glanced around but didn't see anyone. "Why don't you go call Aunt Liu?"

"Sister Liu went up the mountain to plant peaches, and even Bao'er had lunch at our house," Wei Qingqing said aggrievedly. "I noticed him loitering outside our house this morning, but he didn't look into our yard. He kept looking towards the village entrance, so I thought he was waiting for someone and didn't pay attention. Who knew he was still there this afternoon..."

"Why don't you call me?"

"My phone is dead, and I can't find the charger..."

"You go inside first, I'll look around." Yang Ming sent Wei Qingqing back inside, then slowly wandered around his yard, kicking each stack of firewood twice. He circled the yard more than halfway around, but found nothing unusual.

Thump thump thump...

Suddenly, the sound of firewood rustling rang out. Yang Ming was startled and shouted, "Who's there?" He then saw a yellowish-brown wild rabbit run out of the firewood pile and disappear into the mountains in an instant.

"It was just a rabbit..." Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and continued searching. When he reached Liu Sao's backyard, the corner of a white undershirt peeked out from a pile of firewood.

"Come out, I see you. Your undershirt is showing. Aren't you hot hiding in the woodpile?" Yang Ming said casually, but he was actually extremely wary.

Splash...

A figure emerged from the woodpile. Yang Ming was stunned the moment he saw the person; it wasn't surnamed Wang, but Zheng Yu.

"Now that you're back, I'm leaving." Zheng Yu brushed the straw off his head, didn't even glance at Yang Ming, and turned to leave, as if he had just been talking to thin air.

"Are you watching over the house for me?" Yang Ming guessed that Zheng Yu was wandering around outside his yard because he was afraid that the man surnamed Wang would retaliate against him and bully Wei Qingqing while he was not at home.

"I'm not a dog," Zheng Yu said in a muffled voice.

Watching Zheng Yu's retreating figure, so lonely and helpless, one can imagine how he has lived these past years, filled with regret that can never be undone.

"I can help you..." Yang Ming shouted at his retreating figure.

Zheng Yu completely ignored him.

"My method might be a bit harsh, and you might suffer immense pain, even more than what Grandpa Zheng and Grandma Zheng have endured over the years."

Zheng Yu froze, then slowly turned his head: "Can you really help me?" Regardless of whether it would work or not, as long as he could suffer, he would feel better.

"Yes! It's just that the process is very painful..." Yang Ming nodded.

"I'm not afraid of pain, nor am I afraid of hardship..."

"Then come to my house, and I'll explain everything to you in detail." Yang Ming said, opening the back gate and entering the yard. Zheng Yu hesitated for a moment, then followed him in.

Upon entering the east room, Wei Qingqing was sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) watching TV. However, judging from her constant gaze out the window, she was clearly distracted. It had been a whole day, and there was always someone lurking outside the courtyard, which had really frightened her.

"Qingqing, we've found the person who was loitering outside our house," Yang Ming said, lifting the curtain to let Zheng Yu in. "This man is called Zheng Yu. Didn't I offend that guy surnamed Wang the night before last? He was afraid that Wang would take revenge on you while I wasn't home, so he was keeping watch outside."

"Oh, so that's what happened! You scared me!" Wei Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly looked up: "What did you say his name was? Zheng Yu? You mean that..." She didn't finish her sentence, but Zheng Yu guessed it.

"You're right, I am Zheng Yu."

"Alright, alright, sit down, let's have a good talk..." Yang Ming patted Zheng Yu on the shoulder, gesturing for him to sit on the kang (heated brick bed).

"I'll go wash the fruit..." Wei Qingqing put on her shoes and got off the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Tell me, what's your plan?" Zheng Yu said in a muffled voice as he sat down on the kang (a heated brick bed).

"You, get married, have a son..." Yang Ming's proposal was quite concise.

"If that's all you have to say, then we have nothing more to say." Zheng Yu got up to leave.

"Sit down, I haven't finished yet..." Yang Ming grabbed him and pressed him down. "Take your son and dump him at Old Man Zheng's doorstep. Old Man Zheng doesn't have any children, so he'll definitely like him when he sees him and take him home to raise. That way, they'll have a son, right? You kill their son, and then you give them another one. That way..."

Zheng Yu's eyes lit up.

"...However, you will never be able to recognize your son in this lifetime. Even if you meet him, you will not be able to recognize him. Father and son meeting but not recognizing each other, just think how painful that is? And your wife..." Yang Ming looked reluctant.

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