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Chapter 828 - 452 The Sun Shines High in the Sky (Shamelessly Asking for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 828: Chapter 452 The Sun Shines High in the Sky (Shamelessly Asking for Monthly Votes)

Yan Fei went to Old Liu’s place, just about to push his motorcycle and leave, when he saw Old Liu’s big black dog tied up, and an idea suddenly struck him, "Old Liu, your dog’s pregnant with pups, isn’t she?"

That was an obvious statement—the dog’s belly was so big that even a fool could tell.

Old Liu was quite savvy too, "Exactly, exactly, they are bred from those two mongrels at our cattle farm. When the little ones are born, how many do you want? I’ll bring them to you."

Indeed, it’s simpler to deal with smart people. Yan Fei would be surprised if he wasn’t satisfied with that response, "Why didn’t you use a German Shepard to mate with her?"

"I think our native dogs are better; they’ll eat anything and know how to guard the house, plus they’re easier to feed. I only thought of using those two because they are bigger. Otherwise, I would have just looked for another native dog to mate with," Old Liu explained with a smile. "This dog is very human-like; you’d be surprised how seldom it barks. There was this one time someone came to borrow a big sieve, and this fellow wouldn’t let them take it away, kept biting the sieve in the back. Really clever!"

Rural native dogs are never trained; they’re left to roam free, and guarding the house is instinctive. It wasn’t just Old Liu’s dog that did this; many did, but of course, any goodness in one’s own dog could be exaggerated.

Yan Fei chuckled, "That’s fine then, the dogs on my side are all one family, been wanting to find some other dogs to mate with for a while now. How many families have you promised so far? I’ll take the rest. Don’t worry, you won’t lose out. Just let me know whenever you feel like raising a German Shepard—whenever I have some, I’ll give you one."

Old Liu was overjoyed, "No need, no need, can’t afford to raise too many. I’m quite happy with just this one; I’ve raised it for quite a few years now, wouldn’t bear to get another dog. Right now, I’ve promised two relatives, you can be assured that I’ll keep the rest for you."

He was speaking the truth. Once you’ve raised a dog that long, the emotional bond is deep, just like with a family member. Afraid that if he got another one and it turned out to be just as good, who would get the scraps of meat then? Better to just devote oneself to raising only one.

Yan Fei turned his motorcycle around, mounted it, and thought for a moment, "Thanks for earlier. We’re going to be in business together now. You know a lot of people around here, help me keep an ear out for any news. When your mushrooms come in, I’ll pay you a higher price."

He was recruiting the old man as a spy, to inform him as soon as there was anything stirring when the greenhouse mushrooms made money. He definitely planned to do more business, and the old man would be his planted informant, responsible for letting him know of any developments.

Old Liu was beside himself with happiness, "You just wait, just wait..."

Yan Fei was too confident; this man was willing to do anything for a benefit. Anyway, their village had many surnames, without much family relation to each other. Besides, Old Liu wasn’t that well-liked to begin with, so he didn’t care if his reputation got even worse. At least there were benefits, right?

After eating his lunch back at the cattle farm, Yan Fei recounted the morning’s events to Pang Fa and instructed him to properly teach the five blockheads how to work. When it was almost time for afternoon classes, Boss Yan finally felt a twinge of conscience and got ready to go to school.

Riding the motorcycle straight into the school would be too showy, so he parked it at home, locked up, and strolled to school.

Classes had been going on for several days, including a weekend. Now that the novelty had worn off, the students became sleepy at noon. Everyone was drowsy, dragging their time while waiting for class to begin. But once Boss Yan walked in, those who recognized him were astonished to see him ’personally’ attending class—such a rarity! Instantly, their sleepiness was gone.

What’s more amusing was that the classroom, which had been buzzing with noise, fell silent in an instant; you could hear a pin drop.

Actually, it wasn’t too surprising; this kind of thing tends to happen in a classroom. After all, there was a reason for it—Boss Yan had graced them with his presence! The really funny part is when there’s no reason at all and suddenly there’s silence.

Everyone who’s been to school has gone through it—you might be right in the middle of morning self-study, everyone loudly reciting texts or secretly chatting away. Suddenly, as if on cue, everyone stops their readings, recitations, and idle chatter, and the whole classroom falls silent as the grave.

Then everyone starts becoming suspicious, searching through the deafening silence for the reason behind the sudden quiet. After a while, we’d realize that there was no reason at all; it was just mysteriously, and all of a sudden, quiet.

At that moment, a super brave student would take up their textbook and be the first to start reading again. The rest would follow in an instant, some bursting into laughter, some beginning to read.

If it happened during evening self-study, it’d be even funnier. Since you’re not allowed to read aloud in the evening, the noise in the classroom was always from people gossiping. Once it got quiet, everyone would start doubting life, whether it was the usual straight-A students or the troublemakers, all pretending to be engrossed in their textbooks while their eyes roamed restlessly outside the window.

A few seconds after realizing there were no teachers at any of the windows, the whole class would erupt into collective laughter, enough to keep us happy for the whole night.

Of course, with this particular silence, those who didn’t know the reason soon found one. By the time Yan Fei settled into his last seat, the sound gradually started returning to the classroom.

But Yan Fei was perplexed—his class had gone and changed seats while he was out.

Changing seats wasn’t really an issue, but the thing was, the classroom now had alternating rows of girls and boys. Regrettably, the numbers were uneven, and by the time it came to him, he’d been assigned a girl as his desk mate.

Since primary school, boys and girls rarely shared desks anymore. Apart from the fear of early romance, there was also the issue of overcrowding with limited classrooms, so there were often three or more students sharing a two-person desk, cramped so tightly together, making it impossible for boys and girls to mix at the same desk.

So this, too, was Yan Fei’s first time sharing a desk with a girl in two years.

He didn’t really mind, but the girl clearly seemed a bit bashful, obviously having inquired about him beforehand.

When the girl saw Yan Fei approaching and realized he might be her unseen desk mate, she stood up in a hurry, ready to give him space to sit on the inside—after all, that was just the way of the classroom, making full use of the space. Generally, if the student by the aisle didn’t step out, it was impossible for the person inside to get in unless they climbed over the desk.

Actually, Yan Fei’s seat was in the last row, where there was slightly more space. If his desk mate had been a boy, he could have squeezed in, but since it was a girl, she certainly wouldn’t let him rub past her like that.

The girl stood up only to realize that because her desk mate often didn’t come, all of her books and papers were on the other half of the desk. She leaned over in a rush, trying to drag her things to her side of the desk, but accidentally knocked her own textbooks off the desk and onto the floor.

Yan Fei really didn’t know what to say—am I that frightening?

Since they were desk mates, Yan Fei felt a bit embarrassed watching her pick up her textbooks alone, so he squatted down to help her gather a couple and handed them to her. The girl hesitated for a moment, and the instant she took the books, her face, not to mention her neck, turned red.

She said thanks, and Yan Fei had to thank his extraordinary hearing for catching it; otherwise, he definitely wouldn’t have heard her.

Once Yan Fei was seated, the female student finally sat down again. Her cautiousness was as if she was sitting next to a tiger...