Chapter 36: Plucking the Flower

Cheng Feng naturally would not have thought that Cai'er could think of so much.

He even told Xiaohua about his own hobbies.

But even if he knew, Cheng Feng wouldn't care; the beneficiary was himself, right?

Naturally, he happily accepted the kindness coming from Cai'er.

After Xiaohua finished tidying up, Cheng Feng held Cuier and went to sleep.

But in his heart, he was thinking of Xiaohua.

Xiaohua was currently at the age of a flower bud waiting to bloom.

Her appearance was also pleasing.

Her personality was also very good.

Although she was not like Cai'er, with that big-sister-style gentleness, being considerate to Cheng Feng in every way.

Nor was she like Cuier, an intellectual mature woman, accommodating in every way.

Xiaohua was truly just a little flower, pure and innocent.

Although she had suffered, she still held beautiful visions for life.

Looking at his Panmian, then looking at the sleeping Cuier.

Cheng Feng felt it was time to take Xiaohua.

Cheng Feng's current plan was to finish the Blade Posture before the New Year.

After upgrading, his Strength Refining realm might improve.

Once he entered the Skin Refining realm, he could take a master and become a Registered Disciple.

Then he wouldn't have to pay his monthly tuition of two taels.

What is saved is what is earned.

Holding Cuier, he slowly drifted off to sleep.

As for Xiaohua's matter, he would talk about it tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Cheng Feng got up early to practice martial arts as usual.

Although he had the Panmian, he still had to exercise more.

Cai'er and Cuier were learning to read on the side.

Xiaohua was nearby washing the bedsheets that he and Cuier had used last night.

Watching the scene before him, Cheng Feng sighed that this was the happiness he had worked hard to achieve.

After finishing his practice, he went to find Xiaohua, preparing to talk to her.

Cheng Feng expressed his thoughts to Xiaohua, and after hearing them, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

Although a bit shy, Xiaohua still nodded gently, indicating her willingness to follow Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng felt secretly happy in his heart.

To tell the truth, Cheng Feng was not that desperate for Xiaohua.

Xiaohua did not attract Cheng Feng the way Cai'er and Cuier did.

It was really because Xiaohua still looked quite innocent.

When he first bought Xiaohua, she was skin and bones; who could have thought Cheng Feng had picked up a bargain?

Unfortunately, with Cheng Feng's current financial resources, he could not afford to buy another suitable woman.

Cheng Feng could only grit his teeth and take Xiaohua into his room.

In his past life, this would definitely be called being a scumbag.

Originally, he didn't want to either.

There was really no other way.

"Had to do what a man should do."

Cheng Feng's scumbag quotes.

Lunch was exceptionally sumptuous.

Cai'er and Cuier also sensed something.

But neither of them revealed it.

If Cheng Feng wished, they were just maidservants who had been bought.

Their life and death were in the hands of the master.

Of course, Cheng Feng treated them well, and they were very grateful.

But if one really thought Cheng Feng wouldn't get angry, that would be a huge mistake.

Cheng Feng's inquiries were just him treating them well.

After all, Cheng Feng could be considered to be feeding them well.

If there were really those who didn't know what was good for them.

Cheng Feng would also let them understand the Great Zhou Law.

Cheng Feng's purpose in buying women was very pure.

The Panmian was the biggest reason.

Of course, having someone to serve and accompany him was also a personal emotional factor.

If one has the conditions, logistics must also keep up; one can't always be cooking and practicing martial arts all by oneself.

That would be too lonely.

Cheng Feng was still that Cheng Feng who had received a well-rounded education.

Treating others with humility and courtesy.

However, if someone truly offends, it would not hurt to try.

Cheng Feng is now literate and knows a thing or two about martial arts.

He stretched his body slightly and then brought Xiaohua to the side room.

Outside the room, Cuier was keeping Cai'er company, chatting.

As for Cheng Feng's absurd actions, it was not the first or second time Xiaohua had seen them.

What is wrong with it being daytime?

The sunlight is just right, and the breeze is not too harsh.

It is the perfect time!

Even though it was daytime, Cheng Feng and Xiaohua still washed up.

Cheng Feng felt somewhat anxious.

The progress of the Panmian was so slow, and his own improvement in strength was even slower.

The number of women in the household was increasing.

Cai'er was pregnant.

If Cuier also became pregnant, and Xiaohua unfortunately also got caught,

would he have to go buy another one back?

The living area was still a bit cramped.

The silver in his hands could only be kept for emergencies.

If he had not found a source of income before it was all spent,

Cheng Feng would only be able to declare that his business was poorly managed and he had to go bankrupt.

These various potential crises left Cheng Feng without a sense of security.

Men of the Zhonghua Family have always had a sense of responsibility.

Naturally, Cheng Feng would also shoulder the responsibility of being the head of the household for the family centered around him.

In the Great Zhou, there is no such thing as bankruptcy reorganization.

If something happens, you either have to find connections or spend money; cabbages don't just fall from the sky.

Otherwise, if you have no money, you have to sell your sons and daughters.

Although Cheng Feng was not that miserable, he still felt a sense of trepidation.

For no other reason than that he had seen too much of it.

Cheng Feng knew that his current superficial glory

was actually temporary.

Once the final fifty taels of emergency money were spent,

if he still could not find a way out, he would only be able to sing a song of sorrow.

The only way to make money now was to become a Registered Disciple of the Martial Arts Hall Master, Wang Tieshan.

Becoming an Inner Sect Disciple directly was a slim hope.

When Cheng Feng learned the conditions for becoming an Inner Sect Disciple directly, he gave up immediately.

His own aptitude

was hard to describe in a word; better not to mention it.

Better to rely on the Panmian!

Watching Xiaohua walk toward him after finishing tidying up,

Cheng Feng beckoned to Xiaohua and said in a low voice, "Come over and sit." Xiaohua sat down obediently.

Although Cheng Feng's heart was surging like waves, he was no longer someone who had never seen the world.

Although Xiaohua was somewhat at a loss, she twisted the corner of her clothes.

The two spoke many intimate words, and things naturally fell into place.

The midday sun poured down, shining golden inside the room.

Cheng Feng wore a look of joy and tenderness.

He now had a third woman.

Outside the room, Cai'er and Cuier looked at each other and smiled.

This was what it truly meant to be a family.

They were all Cheng Feng's women.

Regarding status, Cheng Feng had also said that as long as they gave birth to children, they would all be Concubines.

Mothers are honored by their children.

If the belly is promising and gives birth to a son,

that would be her greatest security.

Many years later, when she is old and withered,

but she has sons and daughters,

there would be no need to hope for too much.

In this era, the thoughts of women were incredibly simple. They were willing to manage the household chores, do their best to assist their husbands, and educate their children.

Even if they lost their freedom, they would still contribute silently to the family without reservation. This was not because they lacked the ability to think independently, but because they were influenced by the overall environment of the era.

Cheng Feng often sighed: the women of this era were simply the best candidates for wives!

Compared to the negative news heard in his previous life, they were truly much better.

However, no matter where one is, men need to have a certain material foundation before they can start a family and establish a career. The most basic conditions are to have a stable residence and enough money to maintain a livelihood.

On this point, Cheng Feng deeply agreed. After all, if one could not even provide a place to shelter from the wind and rain for the other party, would that not be wasting a young lady's prime youth?

Cheng Feng did not forget his own predicament because of this. In this world, a man without money finds every step difficult.

Although it could not be compared to the modern society of his past life, he knew well that he still needed to constantly strive and struggle.