The Villagers Denounce Widow Li, the Lin Family Has More Than Enough Meat

Mother Lin looked at the speaker, her eyes filled with disdain.

"Who did I think it was? If it's you being this shameless, then I'm not surprised."

Though some villagers liked to take petty advantage, none were shameless to this extent.

The discount Lin Feng offered was already generous enough.

Aunt Lin also chimed in, "You shameless widow, you've got money drilled into your eyes.

"Why don't you hand out silver to everyone for free?

"And you expect the Lin Family to give away pork for nothing.

"Do you think it's easy for Little Feng to hunt?

"Besides, the Lin Family still has five children to raise. What part of food, clothing, and daily expenses doesn't require silver?"

The other villagers also joined the crusade.

"The pork is already cheap enough. There has to be a limit to taking petty advantage. Nothing in this world is meant to be had for free."

The village idlers were even more unrestrained with their words.

"You, Widow Wang, can make money lying down, yet you're still greedy for this tiny bargain."

Widow Wang had never expected that not only would she fail to win everyone's support, she would instead draw their collective condemnation.

Hearing those words, she wanted nothing more than to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. In the end, she could only slink home in disgrace.

Once Widow Wang left, the neighboring courtyard became merry again.

Whenever the Lin Family had caught more game than they could eat before, they often sold it cheaply to the villagers. They had always been well liked.

Lin Feng spread some dry firewood on the ground and placed the huge Wild Boar on top.

Then he took out a butcher's knife and began carving up the pork, weighing it as he went.

The villagers bought five jin here, ten jin there, and before long, they had purchased half the pig.

Lin Feng also earned four taels of silver.

No one bought the remaining half of the pig, and Lin Feng had no intention of selling it anyway.

He took out some pork to give Mr. Hong as tuition.

He kept the rest for his family to eat.

Little Sanbao, the little glutton, watched as chunk after chunk of pork was carried away by others, and tears nearly fell from his eyes.

He grabbed the little Wild Boar by its tail and dragged it toward the kitchen with all the strength he had.

Mother Lin scooped Little Sanbao up in one arm. "Look how heartbroken my precious grandson is. Grandma will stew some meat for you right away."

Zhou Chunlan's illness had mostly recovered, so she came out to help as well.

Lin Feng cut up the meat.

Zhou Chunlan carried the cut meat into the kitchen.

There was a cellar beneath the kitchen. Fresh meat could be stored inside for five or six days without turning bad.

Once the meat was all prepared, Lin Feng jumped down into the cellar.

Zhou Chunlan passed the meat to him, and he arranged it neatly inside the cellar.

By the time the husband and wife finished, Mother Lin's stew was nearly done.

Mother Lin had rarely been so extravagant.

She made a huge pot of braised pork and another pot of rice.

Even during last year's New Year, Lin Feng's family had not been able to eat such a meal.

The reason was naturally that the original owner had been addicted to drink and neglected his proper duties.

Now Lin Feng could hunt and fish.

The Lin Family's life had suddenly improved.

Of course, that was Mother Lin's view.

In Lin Feng's eyes, the main reason was that he had martial skills and had grown stronger.

Otherwise, their grain would be snatched away, the clothes they bought would be snatched away, and even the game they caught would be snatched away.

This was a world where the strong devoured the weak—naked and bare, without the slightest concealment.

The family enjoyed a splendid feast.

The little ones' bellies swelled round as drums.

Lin Feng still felt unsatisfied. His mother's stewed meat was far more delicious than his roasted meat.

But he could not eat at home while breaking through. His appetite then would easily frighten his family.

By then, they would surely think he was a starving ghost reborn.

When night fell.

Zhou Chunlan entered the side room where Lin Feng lived and said with a hint of shyness, "Husband, I'm completely well now."

After saying that, Zhou Chunlan returned to the main room.

Hearing those words, Lin Feng swallowed repeatedly. His lips felt a little dry, and his heart began beating faster of its own accord.

The hidden meaning behind his wife's words was: "I'm completely well now. It's time for you to come back and sleep."

This day would come sooner or later. Dragging it out was no solution.

Lin Feng sat up and looked at Erbabao and Sanbao sleeping on either side of him.

"Daddy can't sleep with you tonight. Daddy is going to sleep with your mother tonight."

Little Sanbao sat up too. "Daddy, I want to go with you. I want to sleep between you and Mother."

How had Little Sanbao ended up with a head made only for eating?

"You're not going. If you dare go, don't even think about eating meat again."

Little Sanbao pouted, looking utterly wronged.

He tilted his head and thought for a while before silently lying back down.

Meat was more important.

Lin Feng went to the water vat in the courtyard and quickly washed himself.

There were three large vats in the Lin Family's courtyard, two of which were for bathing.

After bathing, Lin Feng dried himself, changed into clean clothes, and entered the main room.

The moment Lin Feng entered, Zhou Chunlan, who was sitting on the bed, said, "Why did you come over so late? Hurry back and go to sleep."

Eh? Lin Feng raised his brows in thought. Had he misunderstood?

He turned to leave.

Zhou Chunlan hurriedly called him back. "Come back!"

Lin Feng turned around and looked at Zhou Chunlan in confusion. Wasn't it you who told me to leave?

Zhou Chunlan continued, "Since you're here, don't go. Sleep here tonight."

Lin Feng suddenly understood. He had not misunderstood; he simply had not acted proactively enough.

Lin Feng recalled that the original owner had been a straight-laced man, someone who did not know how to take the initiative.

He should not be too proactive either, lest he expose a flaw.

Lin Feng sat at the edge of the bed. Zhou Chunlan ignored him and undressed on her own before slipping beneath the covers.

Lin Feng also undressed and slipped beneath the covers.

Lin Feng warned himself not to be too proactive.

He lay flat on his back without moving.

Though his body did not move, his heart could not stay still.

Breathing in the faint fragrance drifting from his wife's body, he could not calm himself.

Zhou Chunlan's heart was restless as well.

They were an old married couple who had already had five children together, so why were they still acting so awkwardly just getting into bed?

Even Zhou Chunlan did not know why she was so shy.

She waited for Lin Feng to take the initiative, but he lay there like a log, completely motionless.

This fool. Even after turning over a new leaf, he's still a fool.

Lin Feng silently recited the Heart Sutra, calming his excited heart.

Then Zhou Chunlan rolled over and straddled Lin Feng, pressing both hands against his chest.

Zhou Chunlan said sweetly, "Husband, your heart is beating so fast."

Then the old wooden bed in the main room began to creak and groan.

The old wooden bed seemed to be saying that it could no longer bear the burden.

Mother Lin, sleeping in the side room, was awakened by the noise. She got up and pulled her door tightly shut.

After a night of wind and rain.

The next morning, Lin Feng got up on time to practice his fist forms.

After finishing a set, Lin Feng felt refreshed and could not help sighing, "Being young is wonderful!"

The last time he had indulged himself like that was in his previous life, and his lower back had hurt for several days afterward.

Neither Lin Feng nor Mother Lin woke Zhou Chunlan for breakfast, allowing her to sleep until she woke naturally.

After Mother Lin led the five children through breakfast, she began teaching them the etiquette for formally becoming disciples.

While the pork was still fresh, Lin Feng planned to take the children to pay their respects to their teacher today.

By the time Zhou Chunlan got up, the sun was already high in the sky.

Her face slightly flushed, she walked out of the main room somewhat embarrassedly.

When Mother Lin saw her daughter-in-law emerge, she immediately headed for the kitchen. "Chunlan is up? Mother will go warm your meal."

Zhou Chunlan caught up and busied herself with Mother Lin.

Lin Feng took five fine cuts of Wild Boar meat from the cellar.

He took the children's schooling very seriously. Cultural knowledge was still important in this world.

If they could not even read, they would not understand a divine martial arts manual even if they found one.

Once Zhou Chunlan finished eating, the family put on their new clothes, got themselves ready, and headed toward Mr. Hong's residence.