Chapter 131: I Have No Interest in Winning or Losing

After speaking, Zhong Di turned and left. Hearing the bleating of the sheep, he went to add fodder and water for them.

Di Chunhua saw this and hesitated to speak, but in the end, she did not call Zhong Di back. The matter concerning Wen Ya was likely too much of a blow for him.

“Miaomiao, don’t take it to heart. He wasn’t like this before. Ever since he broke up with his girlfriend, he seems to have changed a lot.”

“Auntie, it’s okay, I understand. By the way, my meal should be ready by now! I’ll go eat first.” Sun Miaomiao kept a smile on her face, but inwardly she felt a bit disappointed.

So, Brother Zhong Di had buried his feelings so deep. How could she hold him gently in the palm of her hand? He was such an emotional person, probably most afraid of getting hurt.

As she pondered, Sun Miaomiao resolved, if Zhong Di were truly a careless person, would she still like him?

Bleat! Bleat!

In the sheepfold, Zhong Di was checking on a newborn lamb that the ewe had just delivered.

Hmm, no issues.

After confirming this, Zhong Di continued feeding the sheep.

Ever since his father mentioned feeding the sheep wild hemp, Zhong Di’s mind opened up. He often gathered fresh wild hemp or other medicinal herbs to feed the sheep.

“Zhong Di, I’ve finished designing the greenhouse over the fish pond. Take a look. If it’s okay, I’ll order the materials.”

At that moment, Shao Hong suddenly approached and handed Zhong Di a rough sketch.

Overall, it looked a bit messy, but it was still legible. Having studied for so many years, Zhong Di still possessed these basic skills.

Contrary to Zhong Di’s expectation of a simple square greenhouse, this design was diamond-shaped.

Four massive pillars stood at the east, west, south, and north sides respectively. Between each pair of main pillars, where the water was absent, thinner columns were placed.

The key to the design lay in Shao Hong’s method of suspending diagonal connections, which fixed the pillars and divided the structure into four triangles.

Moreover, each pillar facing the fish pond had an angled support beam, forming another triangle.

Hmm, a brilliant design—this would indeed be very sturdy.

“Alright, very good. Order the materials according to this specification,” Zhong Di said softly, regaining his composure.

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“Don’t you have any suggestions? This doesn’t look like what I imagined!” Shao Hong was confused; he had already prepared everything.

When he showed the design, Zhong Di usually gave some guiding comments and then delved deeper to find a reasonable approach, but this time? Just a few words and that was it.

“Are you losing your mind? If the design is good, why offer suggestions? We’re not client and contractor. No need to lose sleep over it. Things like revising ten drafts only to settle on the first one won’t happen.”

Zhong Di spoke irritably. Was Shao Hong out of his mind?

Leaving a bewildered Shao Hong behind in the wind, Zhong Di found his father to confirm the greenhouse construction. According to his father's instructions, everything was ready to break ground tomorrow.

First, build the main frame, then add the steel structure, cover it with film and insulation, and finally install the rolling curtain machine.

He strolled eastward, then westward, watching ducks and mandarin ducks play, listening to turkeys cluck, then went to the rabbit pen, grabbed a little bunny, and stroked it vigorously.

Honestly, petting rabbits was no less enjoyable than petting cats.

By dusk, Zhong Di gradually felt better; the heaviness in his heart lessened.

“Brother, I’m going home now. I’ll come visit you again next time,” Sun Miaomiao’s clear voice suddenly sounded.

Zhong Di looked up, glanced at her, and softly said, “Okay, you go ahead.”

He was very clear that this matter could not be connected to Sun Miaomiao. Thus, he did not blame her for what she told his mother.

Perhaps it was just a joke, not to be taken seriously. After all, recalling past events didn't mean blaming others for this or that.

When Sun Miaomiao left the farmstead, she breathed a sigh of relief. She sensed that Brother Zhong Di had returned to normal. The cheerful, sunny boy she knew had suddenly become so strange earlier today—it was quite unsettling.

Just after Zhong Di saw Sun Miaomiao off, his phone rang. The caller was Qian Weining.

It was probably about the fishing competition. At this time, it most likely concerned that. Could it be that he actually won first place?

Judging from the reactions of others as they left, it seemed quite possible.

“Hello, Zhong Di. After comprehensive evaluation by the judging panel, you and contestant number three are tied. Do you have time tomorrow to come for a tiebreaker to determine the champion?”

A tie? Zhong Di hadn’t expected that. With such numbers, he still didn’t get first place? Seems like he had overestimated himself.

To be precise, he had overestimated the fish his aquatic plants had brought him. The saying “masters exist among the common folk” was true. He was practically cheating, yet still didn’t win.

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“Oh, is that so? Then I’ll forgo the tiebreaker and let contestant number three take first place,” Zhong Di tentatively replied.

“Number six, I hope you’ll accept the challenge and fight for the win,” the voice suddenly changed. It didn’t sound middle-aged, nor young—somewhere between youth and middle age.

Zhu Luoluo, upon hearing there was just a tie for first place, felt nothing. He always believed there were many better anglers in the world.

But when he learned the other angler had spent the whole day leisurely fishing, even napped at noon, was barely over twenty, had no high-level complexion, and—what was most infuriating—caught the winning fish at the very last moment?

How could he tolerate that? No matter what, the tiebreaker had to happen, or he wouldn’t be able to rest.

“I’m not interested in the outcome. It’s fine. I’m okay with being the runner-up,” Zhong Di said honestly. He had never really aimed for the championship; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so casual.

“I hope you’ll accept the challenge!” Zhu Luoluo repeated firmly.

What a provocation—like the four most infuriating types of people weren’t even worth mentioning compared to him.

Why don’t I gain weight? Why don’t I break out no matter how late I stay up? Why don’t my eyes get worse even after staring at screens?

“All right, I’ll come early tomorrow morning,” Zhong Di finally agreed to the match.

More leisure fishing tomorrow—sounds enjoyable enough.

After hanging up, Zhong Di prepared to eat dinner. Ever since hiring a cook, his parents, elder sister Zack, and others had all dined at the farmstead.

He could cook himself, but it was troublesome and didn’t taste as good. It was better for everyone to eat together at the farmstead, then go home to relax—much nicer.

“Are you eating? Let me introduce myself. My name is Yu Yunfei. Sorry for dropping by unannounced,” a voice suddenly appeared.