1986: My Happy Life in Provence

Chapter 47 Heavy Love!

[Waking up at home increases happiness by 3 points]

The orange-yellow morning light shone warmly onto Ronan's face through the newly painted windows.

He turned over with his eyes closed, buried his head in the quilt and muttered:
"Sure enough, the happiness level has increased by 1 point."

Ronan hasn't had anything practical to do recently, so he's been looking for people to drink and chat with for inspiration, while also doing things that can improve the quality and quality of the house.

It took him three days to replace all the windows, and his next target was the wooden doors in various areas.

These old guys would make creepy noises if they were touched slightly. Because of their existence, Ronan would go to bed early every night and dared not move too much.

There were two times when he had the misfortune of opening the bathroom door at night, which made him unable to sleep well all night. He couldn't help but wonder if something more terrifying than a thief had entered his house.

That day, he went to Mrs. Chelsea's restaurant to eat a hearty breakfast cooked by her, and then took the measured dimensions of the doors to order a few new doors.

Ronan was extremely grateful that he had upgraded [Construction] to level 2. Now replacing doors and windows was as easy as buying meat and making dumplings at home. He didn't have to ask anyone for help.

When he got home, Ronan was surprised to find a huge object placed on the dirt road outside his vineyard.

This is an off-white stone table with a cross-shaped base.
That’s right, it was the one that Doku had spent a lot of time and effort to sell to him.

Ronan was in a trance for a moment.

At first, Doku used the huge stone table to replace a custom bathtub, four wash basins and a small table in the living room.

But can you buy something that costs 1000 francs for 1700 francs?

"Can anyone tell me why this huge monster appears here?" Ronan looked around helplessly on the empty dirt road.

Because of issues involving ordering and delivery, Ronan and Doku saved each other's phone numbers.

"How is it? Are you eating at that table already?" Doku laughed immediately when he heard Ronan's voice.

Ronan tried to keep his voice calm:

"But I didn't ask for this table, why did you send it to me?"

He only paid the deposit and not the balance.

Are you forcing a sale, sir?

"It was that lady who booked it for you. God bless you, you are such a lucky guy." Doku said in the tone of a successful man with a 'happy marriage'.

Ronan was stunned.

Elena?
"But she—"

Ronan was no match for the talkative Doku, and his words were drowned out by Doku's 'experience':

"That was a rich lady who offered 2000 francs for a brooch. My God, if it hadn't taken longer to make a brooch than the table, I would have taken it. I've been married for ten years and I always buy her gifts, but she's always picky and has never given me anything. And you've started receiving expensive gifts before you even started dating that lady. Don't you think you're a lucky guy?"

Is your marriage really happy? Why do I feel like you have a lot to say? Ronan complained in his heart and responded:
"But why don't you move it into my yard instead of putting it on the road?"

Duoku struggled to break away from the feeling of envy:

"You don't have a road. I drive a truck, a heavy truck. It will crush the vineyard."

"Then how do I move him in?" Ronan asked.

"If we find a few more people to help, the Egyptians can even build the pyramids." Doku said easily.

"But I don't have ten thousand slaves," Ronan retorted speechlessly.

"Use your brain, Mr. Ronan. It's only 400 kilograms. How can you please a rich lady if you can't even solve such a small problem?" Doku smacked his lips. "You lucky guy, that's 1700 francs. It's given away as soon as I said it. What a 'great' gift."

It's a heavy gift.
Too heavy!

Ronan held his forehead in pain.

at the same time.

At the 'noble' party in Apte.

Elena, who was wearing gorgeous clothes, touched the off-white brooch on her chest and talked freely among the young ladies:
"I never look at the price when I buy things. Love is priceless. As long as something appeals to me, it is suitable for me. Because it cannot be matched with other things, it must be the most suitable for me."

"Elena, what have you been doing these days? You didn't come to the previous gatherings." Someone asked curiously. Elena took a sip of black tea and said mysteriously:

"Lucas assigned me some family tasks, and I was busy with family matters the past few days."

"Is your brother willing to help you make money? My God, didn't he even refuse Theo?" the man continued to ask.

Elena covered her mouth with her hands and smiled quietly:
"Lucas can only trust me with some things."

Lucas only warned her not to brag to Ronan again, but he didn't say she couldn't spend money on him.

Ronan, I bought you the table that you liked but couldn't bear to buy. You will definitely be grateful to me, right?

whee.

"It's definitely more than 400 kilograms." Pierre took off his hat and fanned himself. "It may weigh a ton."

Behind him, there were six strong men dressed as farmers.

Including Ronan and Pierre, the eight of them had been trying for half an hour, but the behemoth had only moved forward a dozen centimeters and was still dozens of meters away from their destination - Ronan's house.

The biggest obstacle is the grapevines on both sides. In order to avoid damaging them, everyone has to use all their strength to lift them diagonally to pass through, while also making sure not to step on other people's feet in the crowded environment.

"I should have listened to Louis and built a road earlier." Ronan said in annoyance, rubbing his red fingers.

On the first day in Provence, Louis reminded him that he should build a road leading directly to his front door.

Of course, he also figured out why the previous owner, Michelle, didn’t buy stone furniture – it was simply inaccessible.

Pierre threw away his cigarette and put his hat back on:
"I'll go call a few more people."

In Provence, there are no difficulties that cannot be overcome, only farmers who don’t work hard!

"No need." Ronan stopped him.

It was dangerous for a group of drunken farmers to move heavy objects in a small space, and Ronan didn't want to see anyone get their toes smashed or faint in his vineyard from exerting too much force.

"Not moving?" Pierre asked puzzledly.

Ronan shook his head:
"Just leave it here. No one can steal it anyway."

Don't worry, let me think of a solution.

At the Lourmarin market on Friday.

Ronan didn't have anything to sell, but he still came to help Zoe set up the stall.

He didn't want to waste the [Happiness] gained from attending the market and the [Happiness] gained from having dinner with Zoe.

Today he just wants to be a low-key 'bystander', but strangely, he is still the target of many people.

"Ronan, I heard that you can cook very authentic Chinese food. Can I try it if there is a chance?" The person who came to talk was the owner of another restaurant in the village.

Ronan had never eaten at his shop, but the two met every week at the market in the village of Lourmarin.

"Of course." Ronan responded in a friendly manner.

"Your reputation as a chef is well known in Lourmarin." Zoe said jokingly. This was the fifth person who had asked Ronan for dinner today.

Ronan made a 'silence' gesture:

"Keep a low profile. I don't want people to come and 'eat for free' every day."

But Zoe and Ronan took things too easy.

The next day, they went to the Mena Village market, and someone still came to talk to Ronan:
"You're the guy who picked truffles in Lourmarin, right? I heard you can cook a strange kind of beef that's so delicious that you can bite your tongue off?"

Ronan stood up from his chair and asked in surprise:

"How did you know?"

Is your nose more powerful than Bobo and the others?

Did you smell it in Mena Village?

(End of this chapter)