Reborn in 78, I made my fortune by working in the mountains, supporting three families on my own.

"Oh, Uncle Li, I can't afford such good cigarettes on a normal day. I bought them especially for you."

"Really? Now you've finally come to your senses and become sensible. But Uncle Li still has to say a few words to you. Wanqing is a good girl. You should know that back then, the young men who arranged marriages for her and pursued her could have lined up all the way from our Heping Brigade to Qingfeng Town. In the end, she got lucky and ended up with you, this second-marriage guy."

Zhao Lei laughed awkwardly, "Hehe, that just means I'm lucky."

"Yes, you're lucky, you've made Wanqing suffer so much. You insisted on divorcing her, do you know how much ridicule she's endured? She can't even go back to her family, she can only live as a dependent in your Zhao family, that child has suffered so much..."

Zhao Lei didn't dare to say anything more, because what Uncle Li said was true.

However, it was something that the bastard from before his rebirth did, so it has little to do with him.

"But now that you've seen the error of your ways, they say a prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold. From now on, you must treat Wanqing well. If possible, you should remarry her to avoid being coveted by others."

Zhao Lei suddenly caught a key word and his eyes widened immediately: "What? Thinking about her? Who's thinking about her? This is my wife, who would dare to think about her?"

Li Wensong said, "Stop calling me 'wife,' you've been divorced for over half a year, haven't you?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor Li Wensong suddenly looked around and, seeing that no one was nearby, leaned close to Zhao Lei and whispered something.

"Lei Zi, Qin Sufeng came to ask me yesterday. She asked me if Wanqing and you had remarried."

Zhao Lei frowned: "Qin Sufeng? Uncle Li, are you talking about Aunt Sufeng from our village who has a big mole on the corner of her mouth?"

"Yeah, Lei Zi, everyone knows what she does. She makes a living by arranging marriages for young men and women from all around. What could it be that she came to me asking about Wan Qing?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lei immediately flew into a rage: "What? She dares to make a move on my wife? Does this Aunt Su Fen have nothing better to do than sit around all day? When I have some free time, I'll have to go and give her a good talking to."

Li Wensong patted Zhao Lei's shoulder heavily: "Leizi, that's all I'll say to you. You know what you're doing. This good stuff... it's not that we're afraid of thieves stealing it, it's that we're afraid of thieves eyeing it. You have to cherish it."

Zhao Lei glanced at the clock hanging in the clinic, then quickly nodded and said goodbye: "Okay, Uncle Li, thank you. Don't worry, Wanqing is my wife. I was confused before, but now I will treat them well. I have something to do, so I'll be going now, Uncle Li."

After saying that, Zhao Lei ran away in a flash.

Li Wensong watched Zhao Lei's departing figure, took out the Red Plum cigarette Zhao Lei had given him, lit it, and just as he took a puff, he suddenly realized something.

"Huh? What the hell do you mean by 'we'll treat them well'? Why do you have to add 'they'?"

Li Wensong snapped back to his senses and thought to himself: This damn kid, he wouldn't be thinking of having all three of his ex-wives, would he?

Thinking of this, Li Wensong, though over sixty years old, was still furious.

I felt a mix of envy, jealousy, and even a bit of a wry smile.

However, considering that Zhao Lei had given him cigarettes, he smiled again.

"Forget it, you young people are different from us old fogies from the previous dynasty. I can't be bothered with you. Just don't mistreat my good disciple."

Li Wensong and Su Wanqing had worked together for three years and had essentially come to regard each other as his disciples.

Although Su Wanqing was trained in Western medicine, he still taught her everything he knew about traditional Chinese medicine, intentionally or unintentionally passing on all his knowledge to her. He also liked the girl very much, which is why he gave Zhao Lei a few extra pointers.

Meanwhile, Zhao Lei rushed to the breeding farm at the east end of the village.

I could smell the stench of pig manure from a great distance.

"Tsk... No matter what, Xinyue used to be a young lady from a wealthy family. It's really unfair to her to work in this kind of environment every day. I think I should find a way to change her job."

Previously, Zhao Lei was busy hunting and fishing to earn money for his family. Now that his family's situation has improved a bit, he also needs to think about his three ex-wives.

Especially Jiang Xinyue, who left her hometown and married him despite being all alone.

Since giving birth to Zhao Yuyuan, she has not seen her family for more than two years.

Now, working in such a dirty and chaotic place, her once slender and fair fingers are now covered with calluses and wounds.

Thinking about it carefully, Zhao Lei felt another pang of heartache.

As he pondered his next move, Zhao Lei arrived at the farm's office.

This place is managed and operated by Liu Hongxia, the women's director.

"Sister Xia, I'm here to ask for leave for Xinyue."

"Taking a day off? Xinyue has worked here for over two years and has never taken a day off before. What's wrong today?"

"It's nothing serious, I just got caught in the rain yesterday and have a fever and cold today. I'm too weak to get out of bed."

Upon hearing Zhao Lei's words, Liu Hongxia's attention completely wandered.

Suddenly, she leaned closer with a gossipy grin and said, "Hey? Weren't you two divorced two or three years ago? How come you're still sleeping together?"

Zhao Lei glanced at Liu Hongxia: "Hey, Sister Xia, I have something important to tell you."

"What? Am I not talking about important matters?"

Zhao Lei was speechless at the sight of this gossipy woman: "Sister Xia, can you please stop prying into these private matters? Anyway, Xin Yue can't come today, so I came to let you know."

"oh......"

Liu Hongxia drew out her words meaningfully, her eyes fixed intently on Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei immediately understood, and even this shameless man with two lifetimes of experience couldn't help but blush a little: "Sister Xia, what are you thinking about? How come you only have this much on your mind?"

Liu Hongxia waved her hand and snorted, "Oh, I was just teasing you. You're still young now, but you'll understand when Xinyue reaches my age. What else can you do if you don't think about these things?"

"Then, Sister Xia, I'll take that as your agreement. Anyway, whether you agree or not, Xinyue can't come today."

"Alright, alright, that's what our Bear-Fighting Heroes said, how can I disagree?"

Zhao Lei then asked, "But Sister Xia, I'd like to ask, if I want Xinyue to change jobs, what procedures are required?"

Liu Hongxia was somewhat surprised: "Change jobs? Xiao Jiang is doing just fine. And don't underestimate our farm. So many women want to work here. You get eight work points a day, which is equivalent to a man working in the fields all day. It's a really good job."

"If it weren't for Qin Yuchan pestering me, I wouldn't have necessarily used Xiao Jiang. After all, back then, everyone knew she was a capitalist's daughter, and we were all worried about whether she could do a good job."

Zhao Lei nodded to himself, thinking: Oh, so Jiang Xinyue got this job because his ex-wife Qin Yuchan went to great lengths to get it. There's this story behind it?