Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Bai Ling never expected that her family, the Ximen family, actually had a blood feud with that person!
Seeing that Ximen Lang and that other person really did have such a great feud and such a deep grudge.

Driven by genuine curiosity and a shared sense of kinship as husband and wife, Bai Ling immediately began to inquire with Ximen Lang.

"What exactly happened? What did he do to our family back then?"

Not only Bai Ling, but even Lao Luo, who was standing to the side, immediately looked over with great concern.

After gulping down several large mouthfuls of cola, Ximen Lang finally swallowed the anger that had been weighing on his heart.

He introduced Bai Ling.

"Ling'er, I remember telling you that our family was once wealthy, right?"

"He did tell me that he's not just anyone rich; he's at least a powerful figure in a county, like Huang Silang."

"That was just me bragging to you. Our family is definitely no match for Huang Silang. Let alone comparing us to the tyrant of Goose City, we are far inferior to even the four major families that are far less powerful than Huang Silang."

"Even if we can't extort money from them, we're still definitely a prominent local gentry, no doubt about it! You know, at our peak, the entire village, and half of the neighboring village, belonged to us!"

"Whether it's the land or the old forest, it's all our land! The entire village, except for a very few households, are all our tenants, and they all cultivate our land!"

"They have land to cultivate in the village and shops to run in the city. They're incredibly wealthy! Normally, with my background, I would have been born into a life of luxury, if not financial freedom, at least a well-bred young rich kid!"

"Is there such a thing?"

This was something Bai Ling never expected.

She thought that Ximen Lang's ancestors must have had some money, otherwise Ximen Lang wouldn't always be talking about it.

But she never imagined that her ancestors were so rich!
The land of one and a half villages actually belonged to his family, and almost the entire village was occupied by his tenants.

This guy is definitely a big landowner!
Even if a spendthrift son does come from the family, it's unlikely that he'll squander the money in a short time!
"So what exactly happened? How could such a large family fortune be lost?"

Actually, Bai Ling was still a little worried about this.

However, it is clear that Bai Ling's worries are completely unnecessary.

Before that time even arrived, Ximen Lang's ancestors had already become destitute.

As for exactly how they became penniless...
"Do you still remember the tragic Huayuankou incident 38 years ago? That's right, because that bastard ordered the Yellow River dike at Huayuankou to be breached, my hometown was completely flooded!"

"The land and the houses were all flooded! Our family barely managed to get through this crisis by relying on our savings accumulated over the years, and survived this man-made breach of the Yellow River. But before we could even catch our breath, the severe drought of 42 has arrived!"

"From the autumn of 41 to the summer of 42, there was a severe drought that lasted for 15 months! There were also windstorms and locust plagues. In the long history of 7 years, this is extremely rare. We have never encountered such an extreme situation before!"

"So, without any surprise, our family's huge business has been completely ruined by that bald bastard! I haven't even become a rich second generation yet, and my ancestors have already fallen on hard times and become refugees!"

"It wasn't until my generation, through my relentless efforts and arduous struggle, that we finally recovered." (This is a true story. If it weren't for the author being bald, his family would have been quite well-off. Even if not extremely wealthy, they would have at least accumulated some wealth.)
Bai Ling understood immediately after Ximen Lang said that.

Bai Ling was quite surprised to learn that there was such a connection between them.

But what did she hear?
Unremitting efforts and arduous struggle?
"Who? You? You're really trying to flatter yourself!"

It was clearly pure luck that brought them such good fortune, something others could only dream of.

But he managed to portray this as his own hard work.

"You're shameless!"

However, these words are clearly not appropriate to say at this critical juncture.

In his extreme anger, Ximen Lang inadvertently revealed a huge flaw in front of Lao Luo.

That means Ximen Lang's ancestor was actually 42 years old.
From age 42 to 55, it was only about 10 years, and he became Ximen Lang's ancestor.

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Therefore, it's simply impossible to bring this up at this critical juncture.

Luo and Lao Luo, who were already very familiar with the situation and showed no surprise at all, only shared a deep sense of camaraderie, exchanged a very tacit glance.

Infected by Ximen Lang, he felt both relieved and fortunate.
"It's good that it has nothing to do with that matter, it's good that it has nothing to do with it."

Meanwhile, Bai Ling joined Ximen Lang in cursing the bald man's shamelessness and the anthropomorphic things he had done.

Ximen Lang was moved by what he heard.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Ximen Lang shouted directly.

"Really, that's because I don't have Jia Zhangshi's level of cursing skills, I don't have her superb skills, and I can't bring myself to use those foul words, lest I corrupt the children."

"Otherwise, I'd curse his ancestors' graves until they're smoking! What a piece of trash! He's done a whole bunch of bad things, and he's done countless shameful, disgraceful, and humiliating things!"

"Just flip through any history book and you'll know all the bastard things he did! So many despicable things, I can't even begin to mention them!" (Sigh, it really is hard to mention, I've already been dealt with once, so I won't go into too much detail here, lest I get dealt with again.)
"But this is the result, and some people still call him by all sorts of respectful titles like 'this old man' or 'old man,' like, 'I'm calling him XXXXX!' Damn it, I get so angry just thinking about it!"

I was so angry I couldn't stand it anymore.

It took Bai Ling a long time to slowly recover, as she quickly fed him water and helped him catch his breath.

Then, Ximen Lang immediately steered the conversation to the book "To Live".

"So every time I see the book 'To Live,' I feel it's so similar, so incredibly similar! It's this author, just loafing around and waiting to die, with absolutely no ambition! He actually lives by simply existing, can you believe how infuriating that is!"

Thinking that some guy in Beijing would definitely have to live just to survive in the future, Ximen Lang suddenly had a strange idea.

"Hey, Ling'er, what do you think about me stealing all the stuff he wrote beforehand? Whether it's 'Living,' 'The Blood Selling Chronicle,' or 'Shouting in the Drizzle,' I copied everything he could!"

"I'll just copy him outright. I want to see if he can still make a living without these works!"

Hey, you know what, you really shouldn't say that.

Although copying books is certainly not a very ethical practice, it is actually a good method.

After all, he's a young man, so you have to put more pressure on him.

Pressure is what drives motivation and enables us to continuously push our limits.

That's good, that's really good.

"But that's it."

He waved his hand, telling Lao Luo to go somewhere cool and stay there, and not to get in the way.

Bai Ling said in a low voice.

"The situation is different now. That's true on your end, right? But on our end, the future trajectory has completely deviated from the original path. Nobody knows how things will develop or how far we'll go!"

"Even if the person is still the same person, the author is still the same author, the circumstances are different, the experiences are different, could he still write such a popular work? It's unlikely." "And the most crucial point is... this Fugui, at this point in time, might actually be living with his family in his old family house right now. The main character is still there, how can you plagiarize like that!"

Ximen Lang suddenly realized what was going on.

"Hey, I'm so angry with that bald guy, it's made me dizzy. I've forgotten that we live in a world of mixed movies and TV shows, look at the mess this has made."

But I still haven't given up.

After a moment's hesitation, Ximen Lang continued, his wicked intentions undiminished.

"How about this? We'll send someone over there, using Fugui as the prototype. We can deal with the future later. Let's write about the past first! If he dares to write it, we'll sue him for plagiarism! We won't make him pay compensation. We'll just let him write a few more, maybe ten or eight, at least something of the 'Living' caliber. What do you think?"

How is it?

This is absolutely terrible!

They didn't do anything to you, so why are you scheming against them like this!

"You're really wicked! But I like it! Hmm, let's do it your way! I'll have Lao Luo handle it! He's not even born yet, let's arrange everything perfectly!"

In just a few words, the author, who lives simply to survive, was clearly brought to the forefront.

They didn't care what mission the enemy agent in the interrogation room was on, how many accomplices he had, or what kind of conspiracy he was plotting.

Anyway, I'll stick to one thing.

"In the face of absolute power, any schemes and tricks are utter nonsense! They're completely useless!"

Just ignore him!

Whatever, let the professionals handle it.

With a snap of his fingers, Ximen Lang transported Bai Ling back to a 400-square-meter apartment in the future.

Then, Simon Lang was completely overwhelmed by the countless packages and parcels.

This leaves Ximen Lang speechless.

"Wait, what's going on?! Why are there so many packages?! When did I order so many packages?!"

Until Bai Ling, full of curiosity, started opening the package and replied.

"Stop yelling, I bought all of these!"

Ximen Lang then realized that things were different; Bai Ling was truly different now because of his influence.

Although she is still as frugal as ever, at least she is not like before, when she was reluctant to buy anything or spend any money.

There's also her online shopping skills, which she uses better than herself and even more skillfully than Yi Yi, and Bai Ling's current clothing and appearance.

If it weren't explicitly stated, who would guess she was born in the 1930s? (She was born after 30, just like those born in the 90s and 00s.)
While sighing
"It feels pretty good to personally train someone like this."

Meanwhile, Ximen Lang asked, puzzled.

"No, why are you buying so many packages? You have a housekeeper, right? Just have him buy whatever you want. And all these packages, just have him unpack them for you. What, are you going to open a package delivery station?"

Seeing that Ximen Lang was getting more and more out of line, even bringing up the express delivery station.

Like a butterfly flitting among countless packages, she enjoys the surprises that opening blind boxes brings her.

Bai Ling waved her hand.

"Having someone else buy it or help me dismantle it is nowhere near as practical as doing it myself. Besides, most of what I'm buying are gifts, for my elders and Lao Luo's family. Of course, I have to do it myself; it shows more sincerity, doesn't it?"

When Bai Ling's elders were mentioned, Ximen Lang immediately stopped objecting.

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"Yes, that makes sense."

Then, Ximen Lang and Bai Ling started dismantling it together.

But after taking it apart for a while, I found that there was no bottom to this thing.

It can't be finished being demolished; it's simply impossible to finish.

Ximen Lang immediately lost interest in continuing the demolition.

He wrapped his arms around Bai Ling's waist from behind and started to do something naughty.

Its purpose, of course, is still the same as what was agreed upon beforehand.

After all, having two women on each side and enjoying the bliss of having multiple wives is something that almost no man can resist.

Originally, Bai Ling had no intention of resisting.

After all, we've been married for a long time, and we've seen and tried almost everything that's available.

Even if we take it a step further, it's not a big deal.

But Ximen Lang actually wanted him to talk to Xia Yiyi about this in person, and even extended an invitation directly.

That's absolutely wishful thinking!

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"You may be shameless, but I am! You want to talk to Yi Yi yourself, but you want my help? Look in the mirror, how come I never noticed how big your face was before?! How dare you even open your mouth!"

He gave Ximen Lang a thorough dressing-down, and naturally, he didn't have the face to bring up those embarrassing things with Bai Ling again.

Then, Ximen Lang felt unwell.

"What should I do? If I just tell her directly from the start, with Yi-yi's stubborn temper, she'll definitely spit in my face! You might even get dragged into it and get a good scolding from her too! But if I don't tell her, I've finally managed to convince you. I'm really unwilling to give up like this. What should I do?"

"Do whatever you want, it's none of my business!"

She directly refused to communicate, telling Ximen Lang to go somewhere cool and stay away from her and stop bothering her.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck Ximen Lang.

"No matter what, I'll lure people here first. Once they're here, they'll fall into my trap like little white rabbits. After some mental preparation, everything will fall into place naturally."

Without hesitation, Ximen Lang secretly called Xia Yiyi in Bai Ling's name, without Bai Ling's knowledge.

"Two things. First, Ling'er is here and is currently at home dealing with the packages she ordered online. She really wants to see you right now. Second, let's wait until you arrive. Hurry up, we're waiting for you." (End of Chapter)