Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

The second and third brothers were speechless. They were just joking, why did they take it seriously?

"Dad, stop joking around," Chen Jianye said.

Chen Deshun smiled and said, "Who's messing with you? It's perfect for the two of you. One of you can beat up Chen Jianguo, and the other can beat up Liu Rui."

"Dad, stop saying such hurtful things." Chen Jianshe looked helpless. He and his second son weren't stupid. Breaking into Chen Jianshe's house at night and beating people up was just plain crazy.

Chen Deshun feigned regret, shook his head and sighed, "Sigh, that's exactly what I wanted from you. Look at your cowardly behavior."

The words had barely left his mouth when the fourth brother jumped to his feet, grumbling, "What the hell!"

"What are you going to do?" Chen Deshun glanced at him.

"I'm going to beat up my older brother and sister-in-law."

The second and third brothers' lips twitched. Why did they feel that the fourth one was the most cunning? What a scheming bitch, so wicked!

Chen Lihua was startled and looked at Lao Si in surprise. To be honest, Lao Si had a stern face and a mountain-like body, so he looked quite fierce.

"Fourth brother, sit down quickly. Didn't you realize that Dad was joking just now?" Chen Jianye said sarcastically.

"Fourth brother, you really are a master of deception. You didn't say anything earlier, but now you're showing off." Chen Jianshe said with a look of disdain.

Chen Deshun gestured with his hand and said in a deep voice, "Alright, stop making a fuss. Hurry up and eat. After you finish eating, come with me."

"Go out? Where to?" Chen Jianshe asked hurriedly.

"Collecting debts." Chen Deshun's eyes were icy. Chen Limei's in-laws were not easy to mess with. Even if he had an IOU, it wouldn't be easy to get those two hundred yuan back. There might be a tough fight!

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Continuing from the previous article – Chen Jianguo.

One hour ago.

Chen Jianguo pedaled his bicycle, the chain creaking under his feet, watching helplessly as the bus drove out of his sight. In the end, he still couldn't catch up with Chen Deshun.

He was panting heavily, thinking to himself: It's over.

The money in my savings account will definitely be withdrawn completely tomorrow.

This matter could not be kept from Liu Rui. She usually kept the bankbook in her bedroom drawer and would look at it every night before going to bed. But now the bankbook was gone, and what's worse, the money in the account was gone too. What should she do?

Chen Jianguo pedaled his bicycle, the wheels rolling over the bluestone slabs of the alley.

Throughout the journey, he was listless and dejected.

Suddenly, a muffled thud.

The bicycle crashed solidly into a stone block on the side of the street.

"Ouch!" Chen Jianguo cried out in pain. Before he could regain his balance, the bicycle pedal tripped him hard again, scraping off a layer of skin from his calf. He winced in pain.

After a moment, he looked up at the sky and exhaled a long breath.

When someone is down on their luck, they can even trip and fall while walking.

Chen Jianguo steadied his bicycle and was about to get on when his peripheral vision caught sight of the "Tongrentang" sign with gold lettering on a black background by the roadside, and he paused.

Suddenly, for some inexplicable reason, the things my colleagues at work said during their chat today popped into my head.

"I remember your wife being quite shrewish, what happened to her now?"

"Hehe, want your wife to obey? That's easy! If you can make her submissive in bed, she'll naturally obey you off the bed. Look, I can smoke and drink as much as I want now. If I say go east, then I'll go east."

"Huh? What if they still don't listen?"

"If she still doesn't listen, then we'll just make sure she can't get out of bed!"

Chen Jianguo used to scoff at such vulgar remarks, but now that he's been pushed to the brink, he's come to realize that they make some sense.

After Liu Rui got married, he became the undisputed head of the household, and Liu Rui couldn't get a word in edgewise, big or small, making Liu Rui's life miserable.

Now that I think about it, it's very likely that I failed to make her "happy".

If there's a way, we should always give it a try.

After pondering for a long time, as if he had made a tremendous decision, Chen Jianguo leaned his bicycle against the wall, took a deep breath, and went into the pharmacy.

The shop assistants greeted the customers warmly as they entered the store.

"Comrade, what would you like to order? We have a doctor on duty here now. He can take your pulse first, write a prescription, and you can get the medicine right away. It's very convenient."

Chen Jianguo blushed, quickly shook his head, and waved his hand to decline, saying, "I...I'll take a look myself, and I'll call you if I need anything."

He wanted to see if there was any medicine that could help him regain his virility. It was a matter of male dignity, so how could he ask anyone for help, even if they were a doctor?

After the salesperson left, he carefully searched through the rows of medicine shelves.

In those days, there were no prescription drugs with clearly defined chemical components like sildenafil (Viagra).

In the traditional Chinese medicine system, this issue falls under the category of "tonifying the kidneys and strengthening yang".

This is the kind of person Chen Jianguo is looking for.

After searching for a long time, I finally found a medicine called "Shenrong Sanbian Wan" in an inconspicuous corner.

He took the medicine box, walked to the counter, and tried to make his voice sound as natural as possible.

"Comrade, how much is this?"

The sales clerk glanced at it and asked in a formulaic manner, "Where's the doctor's prescription?"

Drug management in the 1980s was much stricter than in later years, especially for drugs used for treatment. Prescription drugs could only be purchased with a doctor's prescription.

Chen Jianguo was so embarrassed that he could dig out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment from the ground with his toes.

He just had a sudden whim; where did the prescription come from?

"Um, I... I bought it for a friend, and he didn't give it to me..."

Chen Jianguo stammered his explanation, his voice growing softer and softer, clearly feeling extremely guilty.

After saying that, without waiting for the sales clerk to ask anything else, she put the medicine box on the counter and ran out without looking back.

I wandered around outside pushing my bicycle for a long time, and when I looked up again, I was already downstairs at my own building.

What's meant to happen will happen.

He took a deep breath, reassured himself, and strode upstairs with firm steps.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Liu Rui rummaging through drawers and cabinets in the house.

"Why are you only getting back now?" Her voice was clearly a little impatient.

Chen Jianguo's heart skipped a beat, but he forced a smile and said, "Something came up at work, so I have to work overtime."

As Liu Rui continued rummaging through the drawers, without looking up, he asked, "Did you see the passbook in the drawer?"

Chen Jianguo shuddered; what he feared most had come to pass.

He swallowed hard, feigning composure, and replied, "The bankbook? Hasn't it always been in the drawer? Why are you looking for the bankbook?"

"That's strange," Liu Rui muttered with a soft "hmm," "Our hospital issued a few tickets today, which I was going to put in my bankbook. Now I can't find the bankbook, but the tickets that were in it before are still there. It's really strange."

Chen Jianguo coughed lightly and quickly changed the subject: "If you can't find it, don't bother looking for it. I bought your favorite braised pork offal. Eat it while it's hot."

The main ingredients for braised pork offal are usually pig lungs, pig intestines and other offal. He usually hates eating offal, but Liu Rui likes it, so he bought it for her before going home.

Upon hearing the words "braised pork," Liu Rui licked his lips, a hint of joy flashing across his face, but something still felt off.

At the dinner table, Liu Rui picked up a piece of fatty intestine, muttering to himself, "Could our house have been burgled? But that doesn't make sense. All our tickets are kept in the bankbook. It doesn't make sense to just take the bankbook and not the tickets. Besides, I haven't heard of any burglaries happening around here recently."

Chen Jianguo nervously buried his head in his rice, while quickly thinking of a solution.

Liu Rui's gaze swept lightly over Chen Jianguo, and suddenly, she realized something.

Not right.

Something's really wrong.

Despite the huge loss of his bankbook, Chen Jianguo remained calm and, unusually for him, bought braised pork to show his concern.

There's clearly something going on here.

Snapped!

Liu Rui slammed his chopsticks down on the table with a loud thud, startling Chen Jianguo so much that he jumped to his feet.

"Chen Jianguo, tell me the truth! Where did you hide the passbook?"