Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

Liu Bei hurriedly ran towards the east end of the village.

There was a lot of noise ahead.

A dozen or so village women gathered on the dirt road, shouting curses at the top of their lungs.

Several young children were so frightened that they cried loudly.

Several elderly people leaning on canes sighed repeatedly, their faces full of helplessness.

Everyone's gaze turned to the dirt road leading to the reservoir on the east side.

Seeing this, Liu Bei was puzzled and pulled aside a young woman from the village to ask:

"Sister-in-law, what happened up ahead?"

"It's Liu Bei. You're up?"

"Hmm. Sister-in-law, tell me quickly, what exactly happened?"

"Well, it's a long story. Here's what happened!"

This morning, the whole village followed the Party Secretary's instructions and went to the fields to turn the soil.

However, the weather was unbearably hot, and the ponds next to the farmland had long since dried up.

To ensure that sowing and rice transplanting can begin tomorrow, the able-bodied men in the village took their tools to Zhangjia Lake to dig ditches and draw water.

I thought things would go very smoothly, but then the team from the neighboring Daijia Village came to compete for the water source.

Their village, relying on its large population, very arrogantly destroyed all the irrigation ditches that our village had painstakingly dug.

As a result, a physical altercation broke out between our village and them. However, Daijia Village had a larger population, and they quickly gained the upper hand, with several villagers, including Li Dazhuang, who were at the forefront being injured. The village secretary, upon hearing the news, rushed over to mediate.

The problem remains unresolved.

"What?"

Upon hearing these words, Liu Bei's expression darkened, and he immediately pressed for an answer:

"Which side made the first move?"

"Of course it's those bastards from Daijia Village!" the young woman gritted her teeth. "Brother Dazhuang was the most seriously injured; his head was even broken."

"What? Da Zhuang's head is all broken?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Bei felt a surge of anger.

Li Dazhuang is now working for him.

He helped him a lot, but the people from Daijia Village broke his head. What if something serious happens to him?

"Yes. Dazhuang's head is bleeding. His mother fainted from crying on the spot. She was just taken home to lie down! Also—"

After a pause, the young woman added, "Tan Si and Fan Ha'er also grabbed their carrying poles and rushed over, shouting that they wanted to avenge Da Zhuang."

"Damn Daijia Village! They're asking for it!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Bei's face turned furious, and he immediately turned and ran home.

"Brother Liu Bei, what are you going back for? Aren't you going to Zhangjiahu?"

"Yes, of course I'll go. But before I go, I need to go home and get something!"

……

In the courtyard.

Zhao Da'e was sitting on a low stool picking vegetables when she saw her son return, and she was displeased.

"Xiao Bei, why are you back so soon? Did you finish in the fields?"

"It hasn't even started yet!"

Liu Bei walked towards the storage room.

"Mother, you stay inside and take good care of Panpan and the others. No matter how much noise there is outside, don't go out."

After saying that, he rushed into the storage room.

He took off his hunting rifle, grabbed a few bullets and stuffed them into his pocket, then picked up a hoe and ran out again.

"Xiao Bei, what are you doing with a gun when you go to work in the fields?"

Zhao Da'e chased after him, but Liu Bei had already vanished, leaving only a blur.

"That brat, is he going hunting in the mountains again?"

"Forget it, forget it. We can just wait until Chunyan and the others get back and then we'll go down into the fields and turn the soil ourselves!"

Shaking her head, Zhao Da'e didn't think much of it and continued to sit down and watch her three grandchildren play.

……

On this side, by Zhangjia Lake.

The two groups of people faced each other across a shallow ditch, the atmosphere tense and ready to fight.

Fan Sanyuan stood in the middle, trying to quell the conflict.

He pointed to the three wounded men, including Li Dazhuang, who were slumped on the ground with their faces covered in blood, and looked at the village secretary of Daijia Village across from him:

"Old dog Dai, you guys went too far! You have to give us an explanation for what happened today." Fan Sanyuan suppressed his anger. "You have to pay for the medical expenses and apologize publicly. Also, let our Fan Family Village pump out the water first, and then we can call it a day."

"dream!"

"That's right, you old codger, half your body's in the grave, what kind of scum are you? Get lost!"

"Yes, you old geezer, get out of here!"

……

A commotion immediately erupted from the Daijia Village camp.

Dozens of burly men looked mocking, completely disregarding Fan Sanyuan's words; on the contrary, they started to jeer and ridicule him one by one.

"If you can't win, just admit defeat. Stop acting like a big shot!"

The village party secretary parted the crowd and spat on the ground:

"Fan Sanyuan, what did you just say? You want us to pay you compensation? Let me tell you clearly, no way! Don't even think about an apology! As for priority water use, haha, you're just daydreaming. Today, our Daijia Village must pump the water first. Only after our village has filled the fields can your village take over. If any of you dare to cut in line, I'll break your legs!"

"Yes, we have to draw first."

"Fanjia Village, move aside!"

……

These words caused an uproar in Fanjiacun.

"You bastard!!!"

"This is outrageous! Let's fight them!"

"Yes, Party Secretary, let's give it our all. Otherwise, how can our village face anyone in the future?"

The men of Fanjiacun clenched their fists, glared angrily, and were ready to retaliate at any moment.

Fan Ha'er brandished a wooden stick and shouted loudly.

Tan Si stood tightly beside Li Dazhuang, his eyes filled with malice.

Fan Sanyuan looked somewhat flustered, worried that the situation would completely spiral out of control, and desperately raised his hand to reassure his family.

Knowing full well that his side was outnumbered, he had no choice but to swallow his anger.

He turned around, put on a smile, and pleaded with the other party to compromise once again.

"Old Dai, don't push things too far. How about this, our village will compromise. You just need to give a small token of the medical expenses, and we won't need to apologize. Then our two villages can share the water supply. Is that okay?"

"What a load of rubbish!!!"

The acting Party Secretary angrily rebuked:

"Fan Sanyuan, are you senile? Can't you understand what I'm saying? Stop talking nonsense. Get the hell out of here with your bunch of cowards! I hate seeing you!"

"Fuck your mother!"

"Dry them to death!"

"Beat that dog!"

……

The villagers of Fanjiacun, unable to bear it any longer, stormed up in a rage.

"Damn it! You think you're afraid of me?"

"Kill everyone from Fanjia Village!"

"It's been years since we've had a village war, let's wipe them out!"

……

Upon seeing this, the villagers of Daijia Village rushed forward to greet them.

In an instant, the two sides were plunged into a fierce melee.

Instantly, dust billowed and shouts filled the air.

Fan Sanyuan was the first to be hit. Before he could react, he was knocked to the ground by a punch from a burly man with a dark face.

"Damn it! You really dare to hit me?"

Enraged, Fan Sanyuan lay prone in the mud, yelling for his two sons to come to his aid, "What are you all standing there for? Can't you see your old man is getting beaten up? Go get him!"

"Dare to touch my dad? I'll kill you!"

Upon hearing this, the two Fan brothers, enraged, rushed over.

"Northwest, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and beat these sons of bitches to death!" Seeing that Fan Northwest was stunned and didn't move, Fan Sanyuan urged him again.

"Oh...okay...okay, Uncle!"

Fan Xibei originally wanted to take advantage of the situation and get away with it, but after hearing this, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush forward.

"Bang!"

He had only taken two steps when a clod of mud flew towards him and hit him on the forehead.

"Ouch, my head—"

After letting out a scream, Fan Xibei covered his head and found a gap in the thicket of weeds. He then lay down in the chaos and pretended to be dead, remaining motionless.

The fighting became increasingly chaotic.

However, the population of Daijia Village is much larger, exceeding that of Fanjia Village by a full half.

In an instant, Fanjiacun was completely suppressed.

Li Dazhuang fought on despite his injuries, but eventually ran out of strength and was kicked down again.

Although Fan Ha'er was fierce and brave, he was held down by three or four people.

Tan Si was hit several times and had to retreat.

Many of the Fan family men fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

The situation was one-sided. Seeing that Fanjiacun was about to be completely defeated, the people of Daijiacun looked smug and prepared to carry out the final clearing.

"Bang!"

Just then, a gunshot suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the entire world.

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, the villagers from both villages stopped moving abruptly, and the scene instantly fell into dead silence.

Everyone froze in place and turned around in unison to hear the sound.

But then they saw Liu Bei walking slowly towards them from a small earthen mound ahead, holding a hunting rifle in one hand and dragging a heavy iron hoe in the other.

As he walked, the hoe in his hand dragged a muddy path through the grass.

"Whoever hurt my village secretary, step forward right now!"

"Whoever hurt my brother Dazhuang, Tan Si, or Ha'er, get your asses out here right now!"

"Anyone who has hurt other villagers in my village, crawl over here right now!"

"Otherwise, I'll find out and personally shoot him!!!"

"..."