Disaster Apocalypse: Farming, Family, and My Hidden Secret Space-Chapter 195. Pure Appreciation

"No need for that," the old man Hua chuckled, "Even if you don’t want to sell, it’s alright. I have storage methods here, so no need to worry about storage issues. Discuss it carefully, and if you decide, bring it over to my place. That’s all there is to it. Alright, everyone, return home."

Old man Hua waved his hand and returned home with Luo Song amidst everyone’s discussions.

At this moment, Hua Jin had already come out from the space and was laughing heartily while playing with the five big ones in the courtyard. She didn’t even notice the door opening as her grandpa and father brought Luo Song in. She was startled when she turned her head and saw the three people.

Hugging the big black dog, she looked at Luo Song with surprise, a bit dazed and cute, making the three who entered all smile. Luo Song couldn’t help but gaze more intently at this Hua family sister.

Now the five big ones could no longer be called the five little ones. Just over one year old, each had grown large and formidable, looking fierce when baring their teeth, surely excellent for guarding the house. With them around, the three brothers, who were originally at the bottom of the food chain at home, had their status lowered even further.

Ever since they arrived, no one dared to come casually to the village chief’s house.

If it were a stranger, it would be even more dangerous. Although they wouldn’t pounce, being stared at closely by eyes like wolves was scary enough.

Only Luo Song was recognized. Those who came with him dared not enter, partly because the carts couldn’t easily come in and partly because they feared the five big ones, even though they recognized them.

Hua Jin immediately raised a smile, patted the big black dog, and stood up. Wearing a grass-green dress, her porcelain white cheeks glowed like milk under the scorching sun, making Luo Song squint his eyes.

The milk from the space wasn’t for nothing; not only had her skin become whiter, but she also grew quickly in height this year. Standing beside the big black dog, she didn’t appear overly short. At 1.6 meters, she was still the shortest at home, but Hua Jin was quite content.

"Luo Song bro?" The surprised Hua Jin looked at the tall, increasingly handsome guy at the door, a hint of admiration in her eyes.

Don’t get it wrong; it’s just pure admiration for his looks. Even though she’s still a child, even if she weren’t, she wouldn’t have any thoughts. Both in her past life and now, she’s never had expectations for her other half. Of course, it doesn’t mean she’s especially resistant; she just finds herself freer alone.

Looking at the slightly adorable yet refined little savior, Luo Song’s smile softened noticeably. "Hua Jin sister," he said gently without realizing it.

Hua Jin returned a smile, "Oh, it’s brother Luo Song! Such a rare guest. Luo Song bro, you’re so busy, how come you have time to visit? Did you have an eye on something from our house again?" Hua Jin peeked at the cart showing outside the door.

Luo Song: "Hua Jin sister is indeed smart."

"Smart? I haven’t said anything yet," Hua Jin laughed, tactfully not speaking further.

"Alright, let’s go inside. Old woman, add two more dishes for lunch," flower old man shouted towards his wife who’s been busy in the kitchen.

"Do you even need to say?" Just hearing the voice, one could imagine the old flower lady rolling her eyes.

"Luo Song, have a seat and drink some tea at home first. As for collecting sweet potatoes, someone should come by later. No rush."

"Alright," Luo Song nodded. To be honest, this visit was a delightful surprise. He truly didn’t expect all the villagers had planted sweet potatoes and potatoes, increasing his admiration for the kind old flower grandfather.

"Can you stay in town for a few days this time?" flower old man asked as a parental figure.

Luo Song shook his head, "Unless something unexpected happens, I’ll leave after the grain is collected. If I’m late, the fields will be planted with crops."

flower old man nodded; that was reasonable. After harvesting, everyone would want to plant the next batch of crops promptly and couldn’t delay.

"You’re working quite hard too, child," flower old man sighed.

...It’s not easy being a child from a wealthy family either.

"It’s alright," Luo Song smiled, suddenly remembering when he saw the old man pick up the pipe by the table.

"Oh, I brought some top-quality tobacco for grandpa flower this time, almost forgot." Saying this, Luo Song stood up and hurried outside.

Hearing this, Hua Jin was taken aback and looked at her father. They had stored many things but seemed to have overlooked grandpa’s spiritual nourishment. The father and son both shrank their shoulders slightly, thankful the old man hadn’t noticed.

Before long, Luo Song brought in an exquisite wooden box, "Grandpa Flower, try this. If you find the taste good, I’ll bring more next time?"

Taking the old man’s pipe, Luo Song skillfully began loading it with tobacco, a movement he often did in front of his grandfather, making it natural for him. Old man flower initially wanted to refuse but seeing Luo Song proficiently filling it, he ended up saying nothing.

The tobacco was already in the pipe, so saying anything more would be excessive.

Hua Jin perceptively ran to the kitchen and fetched a burning stick of wood.

"Grandpa, here you go."

"Our Jin’er is considerate," flower old man’s wrinkles deepened significantly at the corners of his eyes, then lifted his mouth as he took a puff and lit it.

"Not bad, it’s indeed good tobacco. These mustn’t be cheap. Luo Song, you’ve gone through so much trouble."

"Not expensive; it’s from our own home. Grandpa flower, feel free to smoke, and I’ll bring more next time."

"Alright, I won’t be polite this time then." After letting Luo Song take away over ten thousand jin of sweet potatoes, using some tobacco as interest wouldn’t be unreasonable.

As they were talking, they heard commotion outside, calling the village chief.

Old man flower took a deep puff, indulged for a moment, then said, "Let’s go, let’s take a look outside."

As expected, it should be everyone arriving.

Next, they saw more villagers come over, each carrying or pushing a basket of sweet potatoes and potatoes.

Luo Song was delighted.

They busily worked for over an hour, collecting a total of over thirty thousand jin of sweet potatoes and potatoes, far exceeding Luo Song’s expectations, along with what’s collected from the Hua family.

Fortunately, he had always been cautious in his work and brought enough carts, or else it could have been impossible to take over thirty thousand jin at once. Still, even just loading the carts took some effort, and lunch turned into an afternoon meal.

Luo Song followed old man flower back into the house, with a few dozen employees bring their own food as per the usual practice.

Initially, the Hua family felt embarrassed letting so many people watch them eat and helped prepare food, but with more people coming, it became difficult to prepare meals for over twenty people so they stopped being so hospitable, only providing hot water and homemade pickles.

Luo Song enjoyed a long-awaited meal, happily bidding farewell to the Hua family.

Before leaving, old man flower once again reminded Luo Song, as elderly folks always liked to be prepared for any eventuality. Luo Song didn’t think too much of it but did keep it in mind.

This time, the villagers of Hua Village were joyous once again, with each family selling over two thousand jin of sweet potatoes and potatoes, earning over twenty silvers. They still had plenty left at home, along with leftover grains, enough to sustain them for quite a while.

Due to their trust in the village chief, everyone decided to follow his advice and use the silver from selling sweet potatoes and potatoes to prepare more grains.

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