Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 305: Chapter 305 Changing Minds

The Yuan Family has a “big family” WeChat group, with more than a dozen people in it. When Yuan Huakun sends a voice message, everyone else can hear it.

Eldest Sister: Then there’s no need to say more, let the old man come to Merrick.

Second Sister: Why won’t he come to the capital? At which step is the problem occurring?

Second Sister’s Husband: I’m in a meeting, Huakun, you tell that doctor that Zhengyang’s Mayor Zang is my classmate from the Party School, we have a good relationship, and Zhengyang can go to him if there’s any trouble.

Yuan Huapeng: Master Feng has a conflict with Young Master Dou, @Second Sister’s Husband, can you handle Young Master Dou or not?

Yuan Huakun: I have some doubts; he doesn’t seem very confident, hence he’s making such conditions.

Eldest Sister’s Husband: I’m not biased against traditional Chinese medicine, it’s just… I have a huge bias! It’s completely pseudoscience.

Second Sister: @Eldest Sister’s Husband, after you had a stroke, Western medicine told you to only drink hot water, did that cure you? In the end, wasn’t it acupuncture that helped?

Eldest Sister’s Husband: Acupuncture does have some scientific basis, I don’t deny that, but that is due to nerve and muscle stimulation, which can be explained using theories of Western medicine.

Xu Ruofang: @Young Promising, what do you think?

Young Promising: Traditional Chinese medicine is just good, master’s powers are boundless, uncle, you’re so OUT.

Li Ting: You little brat, if you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll let your dad beat you up!

Yuan Huakun: [Angry], what am I asking, and what are you guys talking about?

Yuan Huapeng: I agree with not moving the old man, as for convincing the master, that’s up to you, @Second Sister.

Second Sister: This is the time for us all to work together, @Yuan Huapeng, stop being sarcastic.

After a lot of discussion in the group, everyone unanimously chose Xu Ruofang and Li Ting to make a trip to Zhengyang, to personally invite the master. Regardless of what the master thinks, we should show our sincerity first.

Li Ting is Yuan Youwei’s mother, and Xu Ruofang is Xu Leigang’s sister, so it makes more sense for the two of them to go.

Yet the Second Sister volunteered eagerly to go as well.

Her idea is that if Feng Junruo makes any demands, she could work hard to negotiate and resolve them.

Eldest Sister’s Husband withdrew a message.

However, Yuan Youwei saw the message and started shouting loudly at home, “Mom, Dad, my big uncle just said ‘Is it appropriate for three women to meet one man? He withdrew the message!’

Yuan Huapeng and Li Ting exchanged glances and shook their heads with a bitter smile. The Eldest Sister’s Husband wasn’t a bad person, it’s just a pity that he’s spent too much time in Merrick and had this age-inappropriate impulsiveness.

But before Li Ting could even buy the tickets, Xu Ruofang called, “We don’t need to go for now. The youngest has called. He’s persuading the master… Is it okay with the two hundred tons that the master wants?”

Yuan Huapeng grabbed the phone, “That must have been quite the effort for the youngest. We’ll have to thank him properly later… Two hundred tons is definitely not an issue. If he can cure the old man, a few two hundred tons here and there is nothing to us.”

As for conditions like settling in gold, the Yuan Family didn’t take them to heart at all. They could just cover the difference themselves if need be. Money can solve problems that aren’t truly problems.

Why did Feng Jun change his mind? Because he received a WeChat message.

The message was sent by Feng Jing after her class when she was visiting her husband in the hospital.

Qi Zhengting wasn’t badly hurt, just had a few cuts.

Since it was winter and he was wearing thick clothes, most of his cuts were on his head.

Especially his face, where there were three deep cuts, with numerous smaller wounds.

There was also a light pole that pierced through his pants and scraped a long bloodstain on his calf, taking off a large strip of flesh and skin.

Luckily the light pole was only a layer of thin iron with little weight; if it had been solid, it would have definitely made a hole in his calf.

Qi Zhengting’s calf was bound to be scarred, which wasn’t a concern, but his face was the key issue.

He was already a handsome man, and suddenly having over a dozen cuts on his head and face would severely affect his image. Even if stitched up well, it was impossible to not leave any scars, and he definitely wouldn’t be presentable for at least half a year.

With Zheng Ting injured like that, his mother was quite unhappy. Seeing Feng Jing coming was exactly what she needed to vent her frustration, sarcastically blaming her for having no concern for others. Her husband was injured, yet she only came then.

“If you came any later, Ting could have been discharged from the hospital already. I don’t know what you’ve been busy with behind everyone’s backs!”

She blamed half… even more than half of the responsibility on her daughter-in-law.

Do you say she’s being unreasonable? She’s convinced otherwise: If you took proper care of your man, would he be running around blindly?

If Ting wasn’t running around wildly, would he have had such an undeserved disaster?

In Huaxia’s social structure, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is very prone to problems, and Zheng Ting’s mother is extremely protective of her son to the point of being unreasonable. She believes her son to be the best man under heaven.

The key point is, Zheng Ting himself is far from being a good bird, aside from not taking drugs, he practically embodies all the vices, spoiled rotten by his mother since childhood, and having no sense of family responsibility even after marriage.

Feng Jing had only one demand of him: Do not bring any disorderly women home.

But now, the two were living separately, each in their own house, with a matrimonial home that they rarely returned to.

All kinds of situations, Qi Zhengting’s mother knew about them—she never played a good role in any of them.

Even now, she still wanted to blame everything on her daughter-in-law.

Feng Jing couldn’t stand up to her, being a younger family member after all, but she was really annoyed.

She listened to her mother-in-law vent with a frown, then turned around and went outside to make a phone call to her leader. She explained the situation and then said, “I need to take a leave now. If anyone asks, just tell them the company has sent me on a business trip.”

Her leader was aware of the troubles in her family, especially since her mother-in-law had even caused a scene at her workplace. He knew that even if he refused to grant leave, she wouldn’t be able to come to work—her mother-in-law would certainly insist that she stay at the hospital to look after her.

It was almost Chinese New Year, a time when taking leave on a whim was typically not allowed, but the leader thought that upsetting the old lady was worth it. Besides, it would show his consideration for a subordinate, so he directly granted the leave over the phone—”Come back after the New Year.”

So she ended up starting her New Year vacation more than ten days early.

But this meant she couldn’t stay in Zhengyang anymore, let alone teach classes, in case her in-laws discovered her and caused trouble.

Zhengyang could feel big, but also small.

So she decided to take a trip to the capital city, Beijing, to clear her mind.

Anyway, it was quite normal for someone from a unit to visit Beijing at the end of the year, and as for the reason, everyone understood.

She sent a WeChat message to Feng Jun, telling him she might go straight from Beijing to the East Three Provinces, and also asked if he could predict whether it’s a good time to visit Beijing—if not, she could change her destination.

She even expressed her outrage to Feng Jun that she had seen that woman in red at the hospital!

Upon hearing this, Feng Jun also felt indignant on her behalf. What a terrible family they all were.

As for whether it was a good time to visit Beijing, he wasn’t sure and asked, “Can you even get a flight ticket now?”

Never mind flight tickets, even train tickets were sold out! Feng Jing had checked already—there would be no tickets for a few days; definitely none available now.

Nevertheless, she was determined to leave, declaring she would drive there if necessary.

Driving in the big winter was not a good choice, especially in the north, where even without snow, the roads might ice over due to standing water, and Feng Jing was also a female driver.

Feng Jun felt sympathetic toward Feng Jing, so he called over Xu Leigang and asked if he could get a plane ticket to Beijing.

Sister Hong was famous for giving away plane tickets; she could probably get one, but he wouldn’t go to her for help.

Xu Leigang said it would be difficult and that he would have to ask his siblings in Beijing.

Feng Jun, hearing how troublesome it was, said to forget about it, “I’ll just drive to Beijing myself.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Leigang couldn’t help but plead, “Since you’re going to Beijing, could you take the opportunity to visit Elder Yuan as well?”

Huh? Feng Jun suddenly realized, how did he get roped back into this?

But it was already like this, and he didn’t want to be finicky about it, so he said, “Get me two tickets for tomorrow, and we can discuss the other matters later.”

If he couldn’t get flight tickets by tomorrow, then he’d just drive there, and nothing else needed to be discussed.

The Yuan Family assured with a thump on their chests that they would handle it.

But which specific flight they couldn’t confirm—nor was it likely that they could.

The next day was a Saturday, and Feng Jun prepared to set off, ending up with a bit of spare time.

He inadvertently noticed that the crow had started to build a nest on the clothes hanger, so he went out to watch.

Seeing him come out, the crow slowed down its nest-building, working carefully while keeping a cautious eye on him.

Feng Jun didn’t mind, the clothes rack was quite low, just over two meters high, and a grown man could reach the top with a stretch of his hand. The crow building a nest at such a height was a gamble on his lack of malice.

Sure enough, seeing no reaction from him, the crow gradually picked up the pace of its nest construction.

Although Feng Jun grew up in a small county town, watching birds build nests up close was a first for him.

After watching for a while, he found it very interesting. This nice experience…perhaps he could share it with others?

So he took out his camera, set it to time-lapse photography, and recorded for two hours.

He then posted the video on his Weibo, “Such cold weather, yet a diligent crow, must be getting married. But building it here… are you sure your mother-in-law will agree?”

This was the first Weibo from “When The Flowers Fall, Jun Arrives.”

In fact, he only had seven followers on his Weibo, including Li Xiaobin, Wang Haifeng, and Sister Hong, with three others from the Yuan Family and the last one being an advertiser.

As for Xu Leigang? It was quite normal for someone of his age to not have Weibo.

Li Xiaobin was the first to repost his Weibo, adding a comment, “Boss, are you sure it’s ok to play with birds like this?”

The second repost was from “Healthy Young Brother Full of Positive Energy,” “Master, this looks like your courtyard, doesn’t it?”

He shared it carelessly, not knowing that Li Ting, who was also following Feng Jun, was getting anxious, “Can we speed things up? Master Feng is so bored he’s started playing with Weibo…”