The Little Life of a Big Landlord

Chapter 77 The Old Man

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The transport vehicle has an autonomous driving function. As long as the owner sets the destination, the transport vehicle can choose the route on its own and drive there. It can also automatically abide by traffic rules during the journey.

It is true that Beidaihe is a tourist destination. Not only is the natural scenery beautiful and picturesque, but the cultural landscape is also very eye-catching, with various architectural styles that are dazzling to behold.

A hundred birds take flight...

When Yang Ming arrived at Pigeon Nest Park, he finally understood the meaning of the phrase. He had heard from the older generation that in the past, there was a locust plague. When the locusts flew by, it was like a dark cloud passing by, which was quite frightening. But at Pigeon Nest Park, a flock of pigeons would take flight at the same time, just like colorful clouds, leaving a large shadow on the ground.

With more pigeons, there's naturally more droppings. Pigeons don't care if they're fined for urinating or defecating anywhere; with a flick of their tails, they leave a puddle of pigeon droppings. In this place, the couple would absolutely never wear Hanfu (traditional Han clothing), otherwise, it would be too disgusting to have pigeon droppings on their beautiful fur coat.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo..." This wasn't laughter, but rather calling to the pigeons. An old man dressed in white, practicing kung fu, was calling out as he scattered pigeon feed. A flock of white, gray, black, red, and crimson pigeons surrounded the old man, greedily pecking at the food.

"This is what a pigeon coop looks like! Compared to this, our pigeon coop is like a high-rise building or a demolished house..." Wei Qingqing exclaimed.

"Of course, how can this pigeon coop compare to our pigeon coop at home..." Yang Ming nodded very seriously.

The old man was about to nod and say a few words of earnest advice after hearing Wei Qingqing's words, to introduce the situation of Pigeon Nest Park to them. However, before he could open his mouth, a young man's voice came over. The old man couldn't help but turn his head to see who this newly baked braggart was.

"Just so-so, really just so-so..." The old man shook his head slightly as he looked at Yang Ming.

"I'm ashamed to say I'm only third in the world..." Yang Ming saw the old man staring at him and shaking his head, and knew he was talking about him, so he couldn't help but chime in.

"No, young man, your lung capacity is definitely the best in the world, otherwise how could you have so much strength to brag..." The old man was quite humorous, and his words made Wei Qingqing giggle.

"Grandpa, I don't think I've offended you. Why are you targeting me for no reason?" Yang Ming said with a smile, touching his nose.

"Didn't you offend me? The wind you blew was so strong, my little body almost got blown away by you several times," the old man laughed.

"Where did I brag?" Yang Ming asked with a smile.

"Could it be that your pigeon coop is even bigger than this?" the old man asked, pointing to the densely packed pigeon coops.

"No..." Yang Ming smiled and shook his head.

"Are there many pigeons like here?" the old man asked again.

"Of course not."

"‘Of course, how can this pigeon coop compare to our pigeon coop…’ What does that sentence mean?" The old man mimicked Yang Ming's tone perfectly.

Seeing the old man's comical appearance, Wei Qingqing and Xiao Bao'er couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, sir, although you seem to love pigeons, you actually know nothing about pigeons..." Yang Ming put on a serious expression and began to deceive.

"What do you mean? Do you know more about pigeons than I do?" The old man asked, his face showing displeasure.

"Of course, we raise a pair of somersault pigeons and a pair of meat pigeons. Do you raise any?" Yang Ming asked.

"What do you mean? It's just some kind of pigeon or meat pigeon." The old man looked disdainful. "We have plenty of these kinds of pigeons. Do you want some? I can give you a pair of young pigeons."

"I don't care about your pigeons. Let me tell you, our somersault pigeons can do more than ten somersaults in a row. They do all those somersaults until they're a meter off the ground before they take flight." Yang Ming bragged without batting an eye because it was the absolute truth. Since being optimized, the somersault pigeons had become much stronger, and their control over the wind had reached an extreme level. They could flap their wings and make any tiny adjustment.

"I don't believe it. It couldn't have been somersaulting. They must have been flying along when their wings cramped and they fell from the sky..." The old man paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"Why would I lie to you? Let me tell you this: the pigeons in our family are of good breed; I personally selected them all," Yang Ming said.

"..." The old man was stunned.

"Do you know how heavy our pigeons are?" Yang Ming whispered mysteriously in the old man's ear.

"How heavy?" the old man asked, clearly curious.

"One weighs six jin..." Yang Ming clenched his right fist, but his thumb and little finger were straight, which was exactly the gesture of "six".

"Are you sure you're not talking about chickens?" The old man raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, I can guarantee it is indeed a pigeon..." Yang Ming said with a smile.

It is said that the hybrid pigeons in Yang Ming's farm space are extremely heavy. Although adult pigeons cannot weigh six pounds, the young pigeons definitely weigh six pounds. The weight of a typical young pigeon is about twice that of an adult pigeon, especially its crop, which is almost transparent after it is full, and you can see the grains of grain rolling inside if you look closely.

The pair of red balls that Yang Ming later put into the farm space have recovered. At the very least, they can live for another seven or eight years without any problem. They are currently incubating pigeon eggs, and it is expected that in another day, there will be two more little red balls in the space.

"I don't believe you. I don't believe a word you're saying..." The old man shook his head repeatedly.

"Why would I lie to you? Like I said, our pigeons are of the best breed," Yang Ming said.

"You're such a braggart, young man. I'd be a fool to believe you..." The old man rolled his eyes, turned away, and ignored Yang Ming, continuing to feed the pigeons.

Yang Ming smiled and shook his head, taking Wei Qingqing's hand and saying, "Wife, let's go inside and take a look... These days, it's all about being narrow-minded and ignorant. People deny the reality of things they haven't seen and try to explain them with their own common sense and science. It's ridiculous..."

"Who are you calling ridiculous? You little brat, how come you don't know anything about respecting the elderly and caring for the young?" The old man had turned around, but his ears were still perked up, listening to the commotion. Hearing Yang Ming's words, he immediately became displeased.

"Respect the elderly and care for the young? I admit, I have indeed failed to respect the elderly, but everyone has the right to say that except you, right? What are the two words after respecting the elderly? Isn't it caring for the young? You just provoked me, so how can that be considered caring for the young?" Yang Ming chuckled.

"I..." The old man glared angrily, puffing out his beard, then flicked his sleeve and turned away, "I'm not going to stoop to your level, kid."

"..." Yang Ming wanted to say something more to tease the old man, but Wei Qingqing pulled him back down, so he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Wei Qingqing glared at Yang Ming and said to the old man, "Grandpa, please don't take it personally. That's just how he is. He always likes to bully people, and the things he says are quite infuriating." As she spoke, she glared at Yang Ming again.

Wei Qingqing knew Yang Ming quite well. When this man got down to business, he always used drastic measures. Like helping Zheng Yu, who encourages someone to throw away their child? The fact that he could come up with such a despicable idea shows just how ruthless Yang Ming is.

"Hmph, kid, look at your wife, and then think about yourself. Don't you feel like you've turned into cow dung or a toad?" The old man smiled and glanced at Yang Ming sideways.

"Why is your old man like this? Why did you provoke him? Aren't you afraid he'll make you angry?" Wei Qingqing rolled her eyes. It turned out this old man was no pushover either.

"Girl, I have plenty of good pigeons at home, would you like a couple?" The old man said to Wei Qingqing, but his eyes were glancing at Yang Ming.

"Yes, yes, yes! We should take them back and stew a pot of pigeon meat," Yang Ming said hurriedly.

"You little brat, why are you so disliked? Just looking at your little face makes me want to punch you..." the old man said, blowing his beard and glaring.

"You old man aren't exactly admirable. Looking at your beard, it makes me want to pluck it off..." Yang Ming chuckled, glancing at the old man's beautiful, snow-white beard with a hint of malice.

Yang Ming's gaze startled the old man, who instinctively covered his beard. He glared at him and said angrily, "You brat, if you've got the guts, try pulling my beard and see if I punch you in the face first, or if you get the first hit..."

Yang Ming felt the joke had gone too far, so he said, "Hehe... just kidding. But sir, I'm not kidding you. Our pigeons are definitely of excellent breed. If you want them, I can give you a pair after they hatch their chicks. But if you don't want them, then... I'm sorry."

"This one?" The old man stroked his long beard, feigning hesitation. "If you insist on giving it to me, refusing it would be disrespectful and I wouldn't be able to bear it. How about this, don't you have some wild pigeons and meat pigeons? Give me a pair of each, no more than that, or I'll get angry..."

"Hehehe..." Wei Qingqing covered her mouth and laughed. She had thought this old man was quite serious just now, but it turned out he was quite a character.

Little Bao was confused. He thought his godfather and the old man were fighting, but who would have thought... They say children are fickle, but adults are just as fickle.

"I won't take advantage of you, this book is for you..." the old man said, taking out a small thread-bound booklet from his pocket and handing it to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming took it and was about to open it when the old man stopped him. "Wait until I leave before you open it, or you'll be in big trouble," the old man said solemnly.

The old man had a cell phone in his hand, and he was using it to make a call. Yang Ming recognized it; wasn't this his own phone? When did he get it?

Yang Ming was puzzled.

A phone rang, and the old man hung up, quickly stuffing the phone into Yang Ming's pocket before disappearing. Only a voice drifted back: "Kid, if you get any pigeons, remember to call me..."

"What is it?" Wei Qingqing curiously moved closer to Yang Ming, intrigued by the booklet.

"Who knows? I always felt this old man was a bit shady." Yang Ming said, opening the booklet, but the contents of the booklet made both of them blush.

"That old pervert, he's so lewd..." Wei Qingqing muttered fiercely, glaring at Yang Ming. "You tear it up... and remember to throw it away, okay? Otherwise... hmph..."

"Okay, I definitely remember..." Yang Ming nodded repeatedly.

"Mom and Dad, what are you watching? Bao'er wants to watch too..." Little Bao'er looked up and said in a clear voice.

"Little kids, you're not allowed to look at unhealthy things..." Wei Qingqing blushed and pulled Xiao Bao'er aside.

"Why is it unhealthy? It's not like it's food!" Xiao Bao asked curiously.

Wei Qingqing could only try to scare them: "That book is poisonous; touching it will cause your hands to rot..."

Yang Ming's hand trembled.

"...The content is even more terrifying; it'll blind you just by looking at it..."

Yang Ming felt his eyes were a little sore.

"That's so scary? Bao'er doesn't dare to look..." Little Bao'er was terrified, not daring to even glance at the book, afraid of seeing its contents...

Pigeon Nest Park is an excellent place for birdwatching. It is autumn now, and a large number of migratory birds heading south stop here to rest. Many kinds of birds that can only be seen in TV documentaries can be found here.

"Why haven't you thrown it away yet? You're not allowed to learn anything from that book..." Wei Qingqing muttered, her face flushed, as she glanced at Yang Ming.

"Do you know why I was arguing with that old man?" Yang Ming's face was also a little red as he leaned close to Wei Qingqing's ear and whispered.

"Why?" Wei Qingqing asked softly, her head lowered.

"Because I realized that old man wasn't an ordinary person. When he looked at me, his eyes lit up. Let's go back and try out the positions in there. Maybe we'll get some unexpected results..."

"You...you shameless..." Wei Qingqing lowered her head even further, her pink face so red it looked like it could drip juice.

"How am I shameless? We're a couple, it's not inappropriate for us to do anything in the room..." Yang Ming reached out and grabbed her small hand. Wei Qingqing symbolically struggled a couple of times but couldn't break free, so she let him hold her. Yang Ming smiled with satisfaction at Wei Qingqing's reaction.

After leaving Pigeon Nest Park, the three of them went to Lianfeng Mountain.

"The natural environment of Lianfeng Mountain can't compare to the old forests back home, but they've kept it well-maintained..." Yang Ming commented fairly.

"If we cleaned up our place, we could develop it into a forest park," Wei Qingqing nodded in agreement.

"Developing a forest park? That's an idea. Tourism is quite profitable these days..." Yang Ming thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

"You want to develop tourism? Let me tell you, you're not allowed to open my hot spring pool to the public..." Wei Qingqing warned.

"It's not even close to happening yet, and you're already protecting it." Yang Ming rolled his eyes.

"I'm warning you seriously, our family's hot spring pool is only for our family and friends to use. As for others... I don't agree," Wei Qingqing said, pouting.

"Okay, okay, our hot spring pool is private and absolutely not open to the public." Yang Ming nodded repeatedly.

"That's more like it. Let's go change clothes and take pictures..."

In one day, the three of them visited several important scenic spots in Beidaihe and took countless photos. Fortunately, most cameras nowadays are digital, otherwise they would have used up a lot of film.

As dusk fell, the three returned to the Wanghai Garden residential area in Nandaihe.

"Ugh, I'm exhausted... I'm never traveling again, my whole body aches..." Wei Qingqing collapsed onto the large sofa in the living room as soon as she got home.

"Ugh, I'm exhausted... I'm never traveling again, my whole body aches..." Little Bao followed suit and collapsed onto the large sofa in the living room.

"Hmph, you do know what tiredness is? You're the one having so much fun..." Wei Qingqing pinched Xiao Bao'er's little nose.

"Hehe, Mommy's tired, and so is Bao'er." Little Bao'er giggled and snuggled into Wei Qingqing's arms.

"If you're tired, then rest. I'm not tired, so I'll go cook for you." Yang Ming took off his coat and hung it on the hanger before going into the kitchen to cook.

After dinner, Xiao Bao'er fell asleep on the sofa, drowsy. Wei Qingqing carried her to the room, covered her with a blanket, and sat by the bed watching her.

"Qingqing, come out..." Yang Ming called softly from the doorway.

"Mmm..." Wei Qingqing's face was flushed, and she shook her head vigorously. The clever woman had already sensed what was about to happen.

"...Come here..." Yang Ming took three steps in two, grabbed Wei Qingqing's wrist, and half-forced her out and into their room. The door closed gently and locked tightly from the inside.

In Zhengjia Village, at Yang Ming's house, Zhang Shufang, Xue Hua, and Zhang Yingning were cooking in the outer room. Liu Yun and Liu Sao were carrying steamers filled with buns and mantou to the hot spring to steam them. Zhang Fenghuang, Liu Lili, and the little girl Liu Nannan were bathing together in the hot spring.

"I wonder what Fangfang and Zhang Yang have been up to these past few days. They've been disappearing without a trace, and every time they come back, they're covered in dirt." Liu Nannan felt that Sun Fangfang and Zhang Yang seemed to be hiding something.

"Is that even a question? They must have gone somewhere for a secret rendezvous." Zhang Fenghuang was quick-witted. "Nannan, if they go out again tomorrow, just follow them from a distance and see how they meet. Learn a few tricks so you can use them when you have a boyfriend in the future."

"Sister Phoenix, you...you're so mean...if you keep talking nonsense, I won't talk to you anymore..." Liu Nannan's face turned red.

"She's still a child, don't talk nonsense." Liu Lili pinched Zhang Fenghuang's full breasts.

"Ouch! Third brother, are you looking for death?" Zhang Fenghuang cried out in pain and lunged at Liu Lili with her claws outstretched. Women are all petty, and they will naturally seek revenge if they suffer a loss.

The two women frolicked and played in the warm hot spring pool, twisting and turning like two white fish rolling in the water, leaving the young girl Liu Nannan dumbfounded... So this is how shameless women can be...

After a while of laughter and commotion, the pool returned to calm. Zhang Fenghuang and Liu Lili lay at the bottom of the pool, breathing slightly. Zhang Fenghuang said, "Nannan, do you know what that thing in the wooden house is for?" Zhang Fenghuang had been examining the spinning machine for several days but couldn't figure out what this strange thing was used for.

"I don't know." Liu Nannan shook her head.

"How about... we secretly tinker with it and see what it's for?" Zhang Fenghuang was definitely not one to stay put.

"Nonsense! If it's something valuable, you'll break it." Liu Lili rolled her eyes at her best friend.

"So what if it's broken? Who told him not to hide it properly?" Zhang Fenghuang said, jumping out of the hot spring pool and naked, crawling into the wooden house to tinker with the spinning machine.

"How shameless..." Liu Lili blushed as she looked at her naked best friend. This person was hopeless.

"I bet Fangfang and Zhang Yang went to the mountains to look for wild ginseng," Liu Nannan guessed, recalling how they had unexpectedly dug up wild ginseng on their way back from picking hazelnuts in the mountains a few days ago.

"How did you know?" Liu Lili asked curiously.

So Liu Nannan told Liu Lili in detail about how everyone went into the mountains to pick hazelnuts but ended up accidentally picking ginseng on the way back.

"That sounds pretty legendary..." Liu Lili said with some envy.

"It's quite legendary. The key is Zhang Yang's ginseng. If it were intact, Zhang Yang and his friends would be millionaires." Liu Nannan felt sorry for Sun Fangfang and Zhang Yang.

"Oh dear, I don't know what's wrong, no matter what I do, that thing won't do anything." At this moment, Zhang Fenghuang came out of the small wooden house dejectedly and went straight into the water.

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