The pastoral life of the grass tribe chief

Zhang Wei is a good guy in every way, except he loves playing mahjong. He loses all the money he earns on the mahjong table and ends up with a huge debt.

This guy likes to disappear when he loses money, hiding somewhere in the world eating instant noodles, working two or three jobs a day, and then suddenly reappearing in front of you when he has money again.

"Tch, if he doesn't go and kill others, those people should be grateful."

Zhang Lin considered himself a ruthless person, but compared to his cousin, he was nothing.

"It's fine to put it in the living room."

Just then, the shop owner arrived with oil, rice, salt, and other ingredients.

Lu Yao said he would continue to cooperate with Zhang Lin's work.

"Let's have lunch here. Steamed crucian carp, your favorite."

The two quickly set up the internet cable and installed a camera on each of the trees on either side of the house, then sat under the trees and drank tea.

"Where's the fish?"

Zhang Lin looked at the empty pool.

"In the pond."

As Lu Yao spoke, he went to get a hoe and dug for earthworms under the longan tree.

"Tch, who do you think you are, the Dragon King, saying you'll catch a crucian carp and then you do?"

Zhang Lin despises him a thousand times.

Despite his disdain, he still eagerly followed after them.

Earthworms hide deep in the soil during winter, but this is no challenge for Lu Yao, a native of the countryside, especially now that he has become the chief of the Grass Clan.

He could see exactly how many ants were in the ant nest at a glance.

With one stroke of the hoe, a large earthworm was dug out of the soil.

Lu Yao went to the field and cut some oat grass, then threw it into the pond.

The fish, like cats drawn by the smell of fish, rushed to snatch the food.

The two grabbed fishing rods and quickly cast them into the water.

The fishing float sank as soon as it touched the water, which startled Zhang Lin.

"Wow, a big grass carp."

Zhang Lin realized what was happening, quickly pulled the hook, and caught a grass carp weighing seven or eight pounds.

"You're really lucky to have such a good meal."

Lu Yao caught a crucian carp weighing over three pounds.

"Strange, why are the fish biting so easily today?"

Zhang Lin looked at the two fish lying in the pool, still somewhat incredulous.

"I'll kill the fish, you cook the rice."

Lu Yao had a clear division of labor.

Zhang Lin had just finished washing the rice cooker when his phone rang.

"Wait a moment, take the fish back after it's cleaned."

Lu Yao realized it was about work, so he didn't try to stop him. He quickly cleaned the crucian carp, put it in a bag, and told him to take it home.

"Sigh, it's the same old person again. They've asked me for the same question so many times, but I just can't seem to get it right."

Zhang Lin looked utterly helpless.

"Comrade Zhang Lin has made progress."

Lu Yao smiled.

He never imagined that Zhang Lin would take this job, and that he would stay in it for three years.

Today's businesses prioritize customer service, meaning they have to tolerate idiotic questions and baseless complaints while still greeting customers with a smile.

Given Zhang Lin's fiery temper, it wouldn't be surprising if he stabbed someone with a screwdriver in this situation.

The first time he saw Zhang Lin patiently explaining something that even a three-year-old could understand to a seventy- or eighty-year-old with hearing loss, he found it hard to reconcile the Zhang Lin in front of him with the Zhang Lin he knew.

"Married men, the hardships of being a father are something you, a single man, will never understand."

Zhang Lin smiled wryly.

"That's blatant showing off."

Lu Yao despised him.

Zhang Lin was too lazy to say more, and could only lament that the joys and sorrows of life are not shared by all.

"Find that madman for a drink sometime."

Zhang Lin hung the fish on the protective rack and drove away.

Seeing that it was not yet eleven o'clock, Lu Yao guessed that his parents had not yet returned home. He also had something to do in the afternoon, so he went to the vegetable garden, picked a large cabbage and a few green peppers, and then carried the cleaned grass carp home.

"The pork belly and lean meat that your dad and sister-in-law told me about."

In the village, I encountered someone buying pork.

Did they pay?

Lu Yao asked.

"not yet."

The boss said.

"Come in and have a cup of tea."

Lu Yao took out his phone, paid the bill, and extended a warm invitation.

"The pigs we slaughtered today were quite large, and we haven't sold them all yet."

The boss went to order pork from another supplier.

When Lu Yao returned home, his sister-in-law had gone to work in the fields and hadn't come back yet, so he put her portion of lean meat in the kitchen before going upstairs to cook rice and stir-fry vegetables.

Normally, my parents eat whatever is convenient for them. If they come home late from work, they will cook two bowls of lean meat or poached egg noodle soup for a meal.

Just as Lu Yao had thought, his parents hadn't come home yet, nor had they cooked; it seemed they were planning to just have a quick and easy meal.

Lu Yao washed the rice and cooked it, washed the cabbage, and cooked half of the fish into a cabbage and fish soup, while frying the other half.

Almost none of the older generation eats spicy food, but most young people love spicy food to some extent, and Lu Yao is especially fond of it.

Two portions of pork belly were stir-fried: one pan-fried and the other stir-fried with green peppers.

"Uncle, did you pay for the pork?"

Lu Yao was busy in the kitchen when his sister-in-law, Wang Juan, came in.

"Given it."

Lu Yaodao.

"Here's the money."

Wang Juan handed him the prepared money.

"Eat here."

Lu Yao took the money and casually stuffed it into his pocket.

"I've already cooked the rice. Xiaoyu likes to eat lean meat."

As Wang Juan spoke, she went to pick up her daughter from elementary school.

Just as the meal was ready, Mr. and Mrs. Lu Lide returned home.

Looking at the steaming food on the coffee table, the couple felt both gratified and proud.

"Your cooking skills are getting better and better."

The more Lu Lide and his wife ate, the more delicious it seemed.

Definitely, it contains spiritual spring water.

After lunch, Lu Yao went up to the third floor for a nap.

After waking up from his afternoon nap, Lu Yao went to his cousin Lu Liguang's house.

Lu Liguang has two sons and five daughters.

My youngest son used to do micro-business with his classmates. He made money quickly and got used to spending it lavishly. He couldn't endure the hardship of working in a factory, and when he partnered with his classmates to open a shop, he lost money. Now he's idle at home, either in bars or playing mahjong. You can't see him for ten days or half a month.

The eldest son works at a mushroom factory in the county town, and he gets two days off a month on a rotating basis.

All five daughters are married and their husbands' families are well-off. They give their parents red envelopes during holidays and birthdays, and they also contribute money and effort when their parents are sick.

Lu Liguang and his wife started a semi-retired life in their fifties, growing some vegetables and raising some chickens and ducks, leaving most of their land abandoned.

Lu Liguang was half-reclined on the sofa, scrolling through international news; his voice could be heard from a great distance.

"Uncle Guang".

Lu Yao called out as he entered the room.

"Ah Yao, you've come at the right time. Have some tea with your uncle."

Lu Liguang's family used to be poor and looked down upon. His children were often bullied. Only Lu Yao was willing to play with his children.

Lu Yao was more than three months older than his eldest son, Lu Chong. Whenever Lu Chong was bullied by classmates at school, he would call on his other uncles and cousins ​​to stand up for him.

He was closer to this cousin than to his other nephews.

"Where's Aunt Guang?"

Lu Yao sat down on the sofa by the door.

Here, they refer to the wives of elders by their husbands' names.

If outsiders only know the husband, they can guess his identity by hearing others refer to his wife on the street.

"Let's go visit someone."

"This was bought by Ah Chong's second sister's husband. Try it and see how it tastes."

Lu Liguang took out the Lingtou Baiye Dancong tea that he usually couldn't bear to drink.

"Mmm, it's sweet and refreshing on the palate, with a lingering honey-like aftertaste."

Lu Yao gave a compliment.

"If it tastes good, I'll come back often."

Lu Liguang couldn't stop smiling.

"Uncle Guang, I'd like to rent the two plots of land beside your five-acre pond to grow broad beans. The rent is..."

"Just go ahead and plant it; talking about rent is too formal."

"Anyway, it's just lying fallow, I'd be happy if you could plant it."

Lu Liguang interrupted Lu Yao with great gusto.

Lu Yao was not hypocritical and did not mention the rent again, instead drinking tea and chatting with Lu Liguang.

Lu Yao sat at Lu Liguang's house for more than an hour, and then went to rent wasteland from other villagers.

He was well-liked, and everyone was willing to let him farm. Paying rent for the land even angered the landlords, who kindly advised him not to stay at home to farm and raise fish, as it was too risky and depended on the weather. They suggested he go to the town to work in a factory, where he could earn four or five thousand yuan a month and wouldn't have to worry about the wind and rain.

He humbly accepted everything and readily accepted anything "bad".

Seeing that he was a promising young man, everyone praised him highly.