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The book returns to Hongshitun.

When the convoy drove back to Hongshitun in a grand procession, it was just getting dark.

The entire village was alarmed by the return of these three steel behemoths.

Lu Qingshan jumped out of the car and handed over the task of dismantling the tarpaulin on the truck to Scarface Liu and Li Erniu.

He carried his suitcase and strode home.

Hearing the noise, Lin Xiulan came out of the house to greet them, holding a broom in her hand.

When she saw Lu Qingshan return safely, the worry in her eyes completely disappeared, and a gentle smile curved her lips.

I quickly went inside and brought a bowl of hot water.

"Have a sip of something hot first to warm yourself up."

Lu Qingshan took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. The warm liquid slid down his throat, dispelling the fatigue from days of travel.

Just as the warmth was flowing, the wooden door of the main room creaked open.

Lu Changgui came out wearing an old cotton-padded coat. Although he tried his best to control himself, the urgency in his eyes was impossible to hide: "Qingshan, you're back?"

Immediately afterwards, her mother, Wang Guifen, and Grandpa Lu also followed out, trembling.

Wang Guifen grabbed Lu Qingshan's arm, looked him up and down, and asked anxiously, "Qingshan, was the drive to the provincial capital smooth? Did you encounter any problems on the way?"

Grandpa Lu, leaning on his cane, looked at his grandson with concern.

Lu Qingshan felt a warmth in his heart, smiled and patted his mother's hand, then comforted his father and grandfather, "Dad, Mom, Grandpa, don't worry, the journey has been smooth and safe."

Just then, Scarface Liu, who had just walked over, heard it.

He immediately chimed in, "Yes, Uncle, Aunt, Grandpa, you can rest assured! With Brother Qingshan at the helm, we've had a smooth journey without even a bump!"

Scarface Liu was a rough but shrewd man. He knew that Lu Qingshan was afraid that his family would be worried, so he naturally went along with the conversation and helped cover it up.

However, Old Master Lu was not so easily fooled.

His weathered eyes looked past the group and landed on the three steel behemoths outside the courtyard gate.

The truck's wheels and chassis were covered with a thick layer of dried red clay, and there were even deep scratches from tree branches on the sides of the vehicle.

The old man was a man who had traveled all over the country. One glance at him would tell that this trip to the provincial capital must have involved some treacherous mountains and roads, or even being ambushed and blocked.

The old man looked at Lu Qingshan's weathered yet calm and composed face, and his mind was perfectly clear.

This child is shouldering the burden for his family.

The old man didn't expose him, but his eyes welled up with tears. He tapped his cane heavily on the ground and nodded repeatedly, "Good, good! It's good that you're back safe and sound!"

Looking at his son's broad shoulders, Lu Changgui couldn't help but tear up. He patted Lu Qingshan's shoulder, his voice choked with emotion, "Good lad, you've really grown up, you can stand tall and proud now..."

Wang Guifen wiped her eyes, looked at her son who was now so imposing, and couldn't help but choke up as she recalled the past.

"Who would have thought... This kid used to be a 'vagrant' who wandered the streets all day, causing us so much worry. Now, he can lead this group of brothers and stand on his own."

Lin Xiulan listened from the side, her eyes filled with pride.

This is her man.

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa, come inside and tell us I brought some good things for our family."

Lu Qingshan smiled, put his arm around his wife with one hand, and carried the heavy suitcase with the other, leading his family into the house.

The cold wind outside was kept out of the door, and the earthen bed inside was steaming hot.

Lu Qingshan placed the suitcase on the table, snapped the clasp open, and suddenly lifted it open.

In an instant, a neatly bundled "Great Unity" was presented to the family without reservation, and the aroma of ink seemed to instantly fill the entire house.

"After deducting the cost of gas and the expenses of my brothers, we made a net profit of over 90,000 yuan on this trip."

Lu Qingshan calmly uttered a number.

"Nine...ninety thousand?!"

Lu Changgui gasped and almost lost his balance; Wang Guifen was so shocked that she covered her mouth and her eyes almost popped out; even the well-informed old man Lu's cane trembled slightly.

In this day and age, more than 90,000 yuan is an astronomical sum!

The flickering light of the oil lamp illuminated the box of banknotes and the family's faces, flushed with excitement.

The poverty and humiliation that had weighed on the Lu family for years were shattered at this moment by the 90,000 yuan.

The atmosphere in the room instantly reached its peak, a mixture of overwhelming joy after hardship and burning passion for the future.

Looking at his wife and family, then at his brothers outside the courtyard, and at Scarface Liu who had taken the oilcloth off, Lu Qingshan felt a sense of peace.

This is the home he wanted.

He has a busy career, loyal subordinates, a peaceful family, and a wife waiting for him to return under the lamplight.

However, this tranquility was soon shattered by an untimely, mournful wail.

"Lu Qingshan! You heartless bastard!"

"You've made a fortune, have you forgotten the kindness I showed you back then?!"

A disheveled figure, with messy hair and rumpled clothes, limped towards the village entrance.

Before she even reached the courtyard gate, her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the dusty ground, slapping her thighs and bursting into tears.

It is Lin Xiumei.

Her face was covered in bruises, and there were still traces of blood on the corners of her mouth. Her hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, and her fashionable coat was torn in several places, revealing the dusty cotton wadding inside.

Those eyes, once filled with arrogance and disdain, are now filled only with resentment and madness.

Her cries, like a sharp awl, instantly pierced the tranquility of Hongshitun at dusk.

Many villagers who had just finished eating and were out for a stroll were attracted by the commotion and gathered around, pointing and whispering.

In the courtyard, the group of men under Scarface Liu stopped what they were doing and looked at the woman throwing a tantrum at the door with hostile eyes.

Scarface Liu frowned, gripped the iron rod in his hand, and was about to go up and spear the man away, just waiting for Lu Qingshan to give the word.

Lu Qingshan looked at her expressionlessly.

He gestured for Scarface Liu and the others to continue working, while he slowly walked to the front door.

He didn't go out; he just stood on the threshold, looking down at Lin Xiumei, who was rolling on the ground.

That look in his eyes held no anger, no disgust, not even the slightest ripple of emotion.

It's like looking at a roadside stone, a complete stranger.

"Get to the point."

"Don't put on a show in front of my house."

His voice was calm, yet it caused Lin Xiumei's wailing to pause involuntarily.

Lin Xiumei raised her swollen and dirty face, and seeing Lu Qingshan's indifferent expression, her hatred intensified.