Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

"Remarry?"

Upon hearing this, the entire courtyard fell silent.

Su Yuehe suddenly raised her head, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Lin Wanqiu and Liu Bei.

But secretly, she was thinking: Liu Bei and Lin Wanqiu always secretly do those things in the room in the middle of the night. Could it be that they rekindled their feelings for each other while doing it? Are they really going to secretly remarry?

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Da'e frowned suddenly, but her gaze remained sharp as she stared at Lin Wanqiu.

"That Zhao Chunyan... her mouth is so foul!!!"

Lin Wanqiu's face instantly darkened. After putting the money in her pocket, she looked directly at Zhao Chunyan: "That's not true. Zhao Chunyan, don't make false accusations and spout nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense? Heh..."

Zhao Chunyan gave a sarcastic snort: "If you two weren't plotting something behind the scenes, why were you so eager to ask how to build a house the moment Liu Bei brought it up? You'd be crazy to think you weren't hiding something! Who would believe that?! Hmph!!!"

"I told you, it's not true. Why are you still talking nonsense? Do you believe I'll sew your mouth shut?" Lin Wanqiu was angry.

"Heh, you want to sew my mouth shut? Fine. Come on, sew it shut. Do you think I, Zhao Chunyan, am easily intimidated? Who's afraid of who?" As she spoke, Zhao Chunyan rolled up her sleeves, assuming a fighting stance.

Seeing that the two women were about to start fighting, Liu Bei couldn't stand it any longer and immediately spoke up.

"Alright! Chunyan, you've really misunderstood Wanqiu. There's nothing like that going on between us. Her concern about building the house is for the sake of our whole family."

After a pause, Liu Bei pointed to the dilapidated walls: "Look at this house. It leaks rain in spring and summer, and lets in the wind in autumn and winter. We adults can grit our teeth and get through it, but what about the children? They're still young. Can they withstand the north wind in winter? Can they endure the cold of snowy days? Chunyan, don't you want to live in a spacious and bright new house? Can you bear to let three children get frostbite indoors in the dead of winter?"

"This... I... of course I don't want to!"

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Zhao Chunyan immediately denied this statement.

"If you don't want to, then why are you arguing with Wanqiu?" Liu Bei said speechlessly.

"I..." Zhao Chunyan was speechless for a moment.

Seeing Liu Bei speak up for her, Lin Wanqiu felt a little better.

"Liu Bei is right. Chunyan, don't you want to live in the new house? Do you want your three children to freeze with you in the dead of winter?"

Panpan and Niannian are not your biological children, and I can understand why you don't care.

But Xiao Bao is your own flesh and blood. He's a piece of flesh that you carried for ten months, a bond thicker than blood. How can you bear to watch him freeze?

Of course, if that's really what you think, then consider it me being nosy.

"..."

Hearing these words, Zhao Chunyan was speechless and didn't know how to refute them.

The atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly became a little awkward.

"Cough cough~"

Seeing that the two daughters-in-law were at each other's throats, and that the situation was getting heated, Zhao Da'e immediately stepped in to smooth things over.

"Building a new house is for our family to live a better life. This is a great thing. Why are you arguing? It's hurting our harmony."

However, building a new house is no small matter, so we need to be careful.

Little Bei, your mother knows Wang Shuilin from the neighboring Wangjia Village. He's a well-known bricklayer for miles around.

When your father was alive, the two of them often drank together. You should bring him a small gift another day and invite him to come and visit.

"Yes, Mother. I'll go invite Uncle Wang the day after tomorrow."

"That's more like it!"

Zhao Da'e nodded in satisfaction, glanced at her three daughters-in-law, and continued, "Now that we have a candidate, how exactly should the house be built? Should we tear down the whole yard and rebuild it, or just demolish the front and leave the back for people to live in? The four of you still need to discuss this carefully."

"Is that even a question?"

Without a second thought, Liu Bei said directly, "The old house doesn't need to be demolished; people can continue living there. Just find a new plot of land."

"Not demolish? Find a new site?" Zhao Da'e asked, her face full of doubt.

"Um?"

Lin Wanqiu, Zhao Chunyan, and Su Yuehe all turned to look at him.

"Where would our family get new land?" Zhao Da'e asked, puzzled.

"We can go to the village party secretary for approval," Liu Bei said.

Upon hearing this, the women's eyes lit up.

But the next second, Lin Wanqiu frowned again and said worriedly, "Approving a homestead is no small matter. What if the village secretary blocks the approval?"

Liu Bei said confidently, "Don't worry. The village secretary will definitely approve it!"

Seeing Liu Bei's confident demeanor, Lin Wanqiu said, "You're the man of the house, so you know what you're doing. Just tell us what to do, and we'll listen to you."

"It's only in late autumn that we have the sense to understand the bigger picture!"

Hearing this, Zhao Da'e was very satisfied.

She secretly sized up her three daughters-in-law.

Although Lin Wanqiu's surname is not Zhao, she is the most virtuous and understanding, and she is sincere towards Liu Bei, rarely arguing with him.

Zhao Chunyan has a sharp tongue but a kind heart; she's a very capable worker.

Su Yuehe is gentle by nature and won't utter a word even if you beat her three times, but she is obedient.

It's only when these three women are together that the house is lively.

Once the new house is built, she'll make sure her son has completely won over all three daughters-in-law, and then she'll be the first to support Lin Wanqiu as the housekeeper.

Of course, she also had her own selfish motives.

After all, Lin Wanqiu alone can't have many children. If Chunyan and Yuehe were to have children together, well... the Liu family would definitely have many children and much happiness in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhao Da'e pushed Liu Bei: "Xiao Bei, don't just stand there. Before it gets completely dark, hurry up and go to the Party Secretary's house to get some information out of him."

"Okay, sure!"

Liu Bei went back into the house, grabbed a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes, put it in his pocket, and went out.

A few minutes later, Liu Bei arrived at the home of village party secretary Fan Sanyuan.

The gate to Fan Sanyuan's courtyard was half-closed.

At this moment, Fan Sanyuan was chatting with his two sons in the yard.

"Knock knock knock~"

Liu Bei knocked on the door and came in.

"Liu Bei? What brings you here?"

When Liu Bei entered, Fan Sanyuan and his two sons looked surprised.

"Secretary, you're busy."

Liu Bei smiled and stepped forward, took out the Hongtashan cigarette from his pocket, and placed it directly on the low table in front of Fan Sanyuan.

"Um?"

Fan Sanyuan glanced at the Hongtashan cigarettes, somewhat puzzled: "Xiao Bei, you're here, why bring cigarettes? Just say what's on your mind!"

"Yes, yes, yes. We're not strangers. This is too much of a formality!"

That's what they said, but Fan Sanyuan's eldest son had already pocketed the Hongtashan cigarettes.

Liu Bei: "..."

He pulled up a small stool and sat down, getting straight to the point: "Secretary, I'd like to apply for a new plot of land in the village to build a house. The old house will be for the elderly, and the new house will be for the children. What do you think? Can this be approved?"

"Um?"

Fan Sanyuan was stunned.

His two sons exchanged a surprised look.

After a brief moment of surprise, Fan Sanyuan came to his senses. "Xiao Bei, I've heard about your plan to build a house. But your family already has a plot of land; you just need to renovate it. Why do you need to apply for a new plot? That's laborious, time-consuming, and expensive—it's not worth it at all!"

"Yeah, it's such a waste of money. It's unnecessary!"

"I also think it's unnecessary!"

Fan Sanyuan's two sons echoed his sentiments.

Liu Bei smiled slightly, "Secretary, money is not a problem. Just tell me directly, will this matter be approved or not?"

Fan Sanyuan and his two sons: "..."