Feng Yiyi’s new house was already built, and she came to the new house to see Zhao Dagang tidying up the corners.
“Brother Zhao, do you know any good carpenters who make furniture?”
“Yiyi, there’s Zhang Laowai in town; his craftsmanship is top-notch in our town. Even the big shots in town go to him to order furniture!”
“Good, then tomorrow, Brother Zhao, I’ll have to trouble you again to go with me to Zhang Laowai’s house. I want to order some furniture.”
“Yiyi, no need to be polite with big brother!”
“Brother Zhao, this new house has no water. Do you know anyone who can dig wells?
I want to dig a well in the new house yard, so it’ll be convenient for water!”
“Digging a well, Xu Laowu from the neighboring village knows how. He’s especially good at finding spots; he hits water every time.”
“Good, Brother Zhao, you arrange this. I’ll pay you whatever it costs later!”
“Alright!”
In the afternoon, Zhao Dagang went to Xu Laowu’s house in the neighboring village.
“Dagang, haven’t seen you for days. What have you been busy with lately?” Xu Laowu asked.
“Brother Wu, I’ve been busy building a house for Feng Yiyi these past two months.
She’s going to dig a well in the new house, so I thought of you and came to find you!”
“Thanks, brother. You think of me for good things. I’m free these next two days; I’ll go dig the well tomorrow afternoon!”
“Brother Wu! Make sure to find a good spot. That girl’s pretty pitiful!”
“Don’t worry, with our brotherhood, I’ll treat it like my own business…”
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The next day, Zhao Dagang and Feng Yiyi went to town and found Zhang Laowai’s house.
Feng Yiyi took out the blueprints.
Zhang Laowai looked at the blueprints, “Miss Feng, I need to measure the dimensions first before making them.”
“Fine, take your tools and come with me.”
So, Zhang Laowai got on Zhao Dagang’s ox cart again and came to Feng Yiyi’s new house to start measuring the furniture dimensions.
Feng Yiyi designed it based on modern furniture: simple and elegant.
That afternoon, the well was dug, and coincidentally, they hit a spring.
Clear spring water bubbled out, and Feng Yiyi was overjoyed.
The spring water was uncontrollable, flowing out constantly, so she had someone build a pool and dig a small ditch to drain it outward, right into the ditch by the field…
Ten days later, the furniture was installed, and the interior was all tidied up.
The yard walls were built with red bricks, and the gate was an iron one.
Feng Yiyi also ordered new quilts and curtains.
All the kitchen utensils were replaced with new ones.
As Feng Yiyi said, new home, new atmosphere.
Once everything was ready, Feng Yiyi and Grandma locked up the old house, took their clothes, and moved into the new house.
“Yiyi, is this our new home?”
“Yes, Grandma, we’ll live here from now on.”
The old lady started crying again, “Yiyi, this home depends entirely on you. Grandma’s useless now, can’t help with anything.”
Feng Yiyi took out a handkerchief and wiped Grandma’s tears.
“Grandma, your usefulness is huge!
Look, these days, you cook every meal waiting for me to come back.
You make little baby clothes too; that’s so useful. Where would I find such a good grandma!”
“You little sweet talker, always know how to make Grandma happy.”
“Grandma, let’s go to your room first; it’s the biggest one here.”
Grandma came to the room and saw the big warm kang bed that could sleep several people.
Opening the wardrobe, there were several ready-made clothes inside, and the quilts were all new.
“I’m old now, but I’m living in luxury!”
“Grandma, your good fortune is still ahead!”
“Grandma, I’ll make a few dishes. Tonight, moving into the new home, let’s celebrate.”
Wang Shi sat on the warm kang, unable to hold back her tears.
She wiped her tears with a handkerchief while muttering to herself: “Son, daughter-in-law, you gave me a good granddaughter. Look at this!”
Feng Yiyi went to the kitchen. For moving into the new home, she bought some ribs, chicken, and crucian carp from the market.
Looking at these ingredients, Feng Yiyi muttered to herself: “Make some braised ribs, there’s mushrooms in the space, stewed chicken with mushrooms, sweet and sour crucian carp, Korean spicy sausage.”
Feng Yiyi had some seasonings in her space.
She took out the cooked sausage she bought last time, cut it into small pieces, and put it in a basin.
First, add coarse chili powder, fine chili powder, garlic cloves, minced garlic, scallion shreds, then Korean chili paste, beef powder, a little soy sauce, pepper powder, etc., mix well, and marinate for 20 minutes.
During this time, Feng Yiyi cooked the chicken pieces and rice.
The last dish was the spicy sausage.
She poured oil into the pot, put the sausage in, fried it for a bit to remove moisture, then took a can of glacier beer from the space and poured in half, continuing to stir with the spatula.
Feng Yiyi muttered to herself: If only there were blanched bean sprouts and enoki mushrooms, or even some dried tofu! Put them in the pot to fry together; that would be delicious!
Once everything was cooked, Feng Yiyi called Grandma to the kitchen to eat.
“Grandma, eat more! Try this spicy sausage; see if it can be popular?”
Grandma picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, “So spicy, really too spicy! But it’s delicious!”
“Grandma, try the braised ribs too; how are they?”
“This is much better than plain stewed! What did you put in the ribs?”
“Put in a lot of seasonings; it’s a secret recipe!”
Feng Yiyi had a new idea: someday sell spicy sausage and see if she can sell the recipe.
Because Feng Yiyi was a foodie in her previous life, she had many chef friends who taught her recipes for free…
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A good night’s sleep—this was the first peaceful sleep Feng Yiyi had since crossing over.
The yard gate was locked, the door bolted from inside, much safer.
Unlike that little thatched hut, where the broken door could be pushed open, and you might get carried away in the middle of the night without knowing…
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Early in the morning, Feng Yiyi had just finished breakfast when there was a “bang bang” at the gate.
“Mom, we’ve come to see you; open the door quickly!” Wang Shi’s eldest son, Zhang Dahu, had arrived.
Since they were beaten by Feng Yiyi last time, they hadn’t come again.
Wang Shi came to the gate, “What are you here for?”
“Mom, open the door quickly. Your eldest grandson and daughter-in-law are here too.”
After all, he was her own son, so Wang Shi opened the door.
“Mom, your house is built too. This house has so many rooms; let your little grandson live here; it’ll be good for finding a wife later.
Even though I’m a son-in-law, the grandson has your blood in him.”
Feng Yiyi saw everything from inside the house; she watched how Grandma would handle it.
She saw Zhang Dahu, Liu Meifeng, and their son Liu Sanqiang put down their luggage and sat on it.
“Mom, look, you’re getting old. Yiyi that girl will marry sooner or later.
We’ll come live here too and take care of you.” Zhang Dahu finished and winked at Liu Meifeng.
Liu Meifeng eagerly ran to Wang Shi’s side and started massaging her back with her fists.
“Mom, I made mistakes before too. After all, we’re family. That Feng Yiyi is an outsider anyway.
Family doesn’t talk about two families; don’t hold it against me. I’ll treat you well from now on.”
“Done talking?” Wang Shi said angrily.
“Mom!”
Liu Meifeng pinched her son Liu Sanqiang.
“Grandma, I want to live in the big house, not the thatched hut. This is our Zhang family’s property.
Hurry up and drive that little bitch away!”
While saying that, he shook Wang Shi’s arm, making Wang Shi feel like her arm was about to be shaken off…