From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!-Chapter 971 - 967: Contest (Third Update)

Lu Yuanfeng was still feeling a bit nervous.

Between breaths, he could catch a faint fragrance unique to Mu Shuangshuang.

Subtle, yet it was refreshing and soothing.

"Shuangshuang, I have a question I want to ask you!" Lu Yuanfeng, sitting on the bed, asked Mu Shuangshuang on the other side of the screen.

"What?"

"If Brother Wu and Sister-in-law really don’t want to work at the restaurant anymore, what would you do?"

Lu Yuanfeng had just passed by their room and vaguely heard the conversation about the long-term worker’s salary.

"What else can I do, just find someone else! Two-legged frogs are hard to find, but two-legged cooks, are they hard to find too?"

Mu Shuangshuang did not mind passing on her skills to the head chef at the restaurant.

But this person must be loyal enough.

Like Sun Dawu and his wife, who had already left a knot in her heart, she would not foolishly make wedding clothes for others.

In her heart, Mu Shuangshuang actually didn’t feel she had chosen the wrong person.

At least in Shigou Town, Sun Dawu’s performance satisfied her.

No matter how customers humiliated him, he always smiled apologetically, and when others did not buy his baked pancake, he did not get angry.

This quality is something most businessmen lack.

However, Mu Shuangshuang didn’t expect some things to change over time.

Sun Dawu listens to his wife.

In Mu Shuangshuang’s view, his departure is already a foregone conclusion, unless Sun Dawu is willing to rebel against the wife he’s worked like a horse for all these years.

But that is unlikely, just like how Fengzi, even if knowing something is wrong, would still do it if she said it.

But Feng Ziming is different from Sun Dawu; if he does something wrong, he would still explain that it’s wrong.

"It’s all my fault, I... I shouldn’t have taken you and Brother Yu to Shigou Town. After so much effort, the people we dug up are still not our trusted aides!"

Lu Yuanfeng also understood the uniqueness of their restaurant.

The recipes Mu Shuangshuang had painstakingly drawn were ones no one else had tasted.

Passing them on to their head chef is like a master giving his secret manual to a disciple.

If the disciple is good, the master feels secure.

But if betrayed by the disciple, a lifetime’s work is ruined.

"This isn’t your fault! It’s not their fault either. If anything, blame it on the coincidence.

Fengzi, do you want to know what happens in Journey to the West later? Or should I tell you a new story?"

Mu Shuangshuang didn’t want to dwell on Sun Dawu’s issue; she was quite afraid that Lu Yuanfeng would feel guilty.

The silly boy isn’t as optimistic as her; he loves taking all the responsibility upon himself, even if it’s not his at all.

Unlike her, if it’s not her responsibility, she refuses to bear it even a little bit.

The rest depends on her mood. In a good mood, she would help others; in a bad mood, she wouldn’t.

Helping is kindness; not helping is normal.

"I want to hear Journey to the West. I want to know the fate of that stone monkey afterward."

As he listened to the story earlier that afternoon, Lu Yuanfeng couldn’t help but ponder what happens next.

Yet he couldn’t imagine how a monkey that came out of a stone could live so freely.

Lu Yuanfeng’s expression was undoubtedly serious, his eyes fixed on Mu Shuangshuang’s face.

Anticipating the story that continued.

Suddenly, he realized that Shuangshuang had been talking all afternoon, and her throat might be sore.

So Lu Yuanfeng, holding back his desire to know the rest of the story, said to Mu Shuangshuang, "I’ll go to the kitchen and get you a cup of sugar water. Let’s stop for today; I’m... I’m tired!"

With that, he hurried off to the kitchen.

Mu Shuangshuang felt a genuine ripple in her heart; she was truly moved to the core by this young man who didn’t understand romance but was so sincere you could hardly believe it.

She told herself, the man in front of her is the one she likes, even if he is eager to know the story from her mouth, the first thing that comes to mind is her health condition.

After drinking the sugar water, Mu Shuangshuang followed Lu Yuanfeng’s instructions and went to sleep.

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The next day, Mu Shuangshuang woke up from her sleep and found another quilt on her, not knowing when it was added.

It should be Lu Yuanfeng’s. When she looked over, the bed was already made.

The stuff in the corner was also gone.

Mu Shuangshuang dressed and walked out of the room, only to see Lu Yuanfeng chopping wood in the yard.

The golden sunlight shone on his tall, sturdy body.

The wheat-colored skin was especially eye-catching under the sunlight.

He wore a single layer of clothing and was chopping the pile of wood in front of him with an axe, piece by piece.

Mu Shuangshuang remembered that this was the leftover wood from the previous house, always kept in the utility room.

She was curious, and just then, Sun Dawu’s wife came out of the kitchen.

"Miss Shuangshuang, I asked Fengzi to help chop the wood. Father Xiao Zhu drank quite a bit last night and hasn’t woken up yet. The house needed the wood, so... so I asked Fengzi to help. You don’t mind, do you?"

The smile on Sun Dawu’s wife’s face was harmless.

Similar to the last time she saw her.

However, she was no longer the woman Mu Shuangshuang had seen in Shigou Town sitting at the loom, doing needlework.

Mu Shuangshuang shook her head, "I don’t mind. Where should these logs be placed?" Mu Shuangshuang asked.

"Under the eaves of your house, the kitchen can’t fit, and the woodshed is full of unwanted things; it’s not easy to sort them out.

Besides, I plan to put all the stuff from the utility room into the woodshed later and make a boudoir for Daya. She’s not young anymore and can’t sleep in the same room with us. If word gets out, people might laugh at us.

If she can’t get married, it will be troublesome! Her father and I work hard selling baked pancakes and being chefs just to give her and Xiao Zhu a better life."

Sun Dawu’s wife rambled on.

Mu Shuangshuang listened, feeling that her words had hidden meanings.

Especially about sharing the same room and fearing laughter if people found out.

Last night, she and Fengzi did sleep in the same room, though she slept on the kang bed, and Fengzi slept on the bed.

"You’re right, Sister-in-law, a woman’s marriage is indeed a top priority.

Thankfully, my marriage with Fengzi is settled; otherwise, who knows what kind of husband I would find!"

While they were talking, Sun Dawu got up.

Having been drunk, Sun Dawu’s complexion wasn’t good, even somewhat pale.

Seeing her husband’s condition, Sun Dawu’s wife hastily said, "I made porridge this morning and added some dried scallops. Go and have a bowl."

After speaking, Sun Dawu’s wife went up to assist her husband.

"Fengzi, let’s go have breakfast too!" Mu Shuangshuang said.

"Shuangshuang, you go ahead. I want to finish the work here first!"

There was still a small pile of wood left for Lu Yuanfeng to chop and clean up, and the breakfast had probably gone cold.

"Fengzi, you should eat first, work isn’t urgent."

Mu Shuangshuang said it twice, but Sun Dawu’s wife did not suggest that Lu Yuanfeng go in to have breakfast.

Sun Dawu’s head was bothering him, focused on relieving the pain without thinking of inviting Lu Yuanfeng.

Just as the couple stepped into the kitchen, Mu Shuangshuang pulled Lu Yuanfeng in with her right after!