Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

"It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

Upon learning that her mother had gone blind from crying because of her, Fan Ha'er felt guilty.

"Haa~"

Liu Bei patted Fan Ha'er on the shoulder, "A man doesn't easily shed tears, unless he's truly heartbroken. Your aunt can't see, so it's understandable that you cry. But there's one thing you must remember!"

After a pause, Liu Bei solemnly reminded him, "You're a man. A man should shoulder the burden of this family. Uncle Shuanzhu and Aunt Qiaolan are both getting old. You're their only son. In the future, they'll rely entirely on you to take care of them in their old age and see them off in their final days!"

"What you need to do now is wipe away your tears. Turn your grief into strength, make more money, make lots and lots of money. With money, you can marry a beautiful wife!"

"Only with a beautiful wife can you continue your family line. Only when you have a child, and Uncle and Aunt Qiaolan are able to hold their grandchildren, will everything they've done for you have been worthwhile!"

"Brother Bei, I understand what you're saying. To make my parents happy, I need to have lots and lots of babies, right?"

"Yes. Many children bring many blessings!" Liu Bei nodded. "Perhaps Aunt Qiaolan will be happy after holding her grandson, and her health will improve. Then you can take her to the county hospital for a checkup; maybe she can recover."

"But what if the county hospital can't do it?"

"If the county hospital doesn't work, try the city hospital. If the city hospital doesn't work, try the provincial hospital. If the provincial hospital doesn't work, try Shanghai, or even Beijing. If Beijing still doesn't work... then try abroad. There's always a way!"

"The capital? Abroad?" Hearing this, Fan Ha'er was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes. I'll listen to you, Brother Bei. I'll work hard with you. I'll make lots and lots of money. I'll marry three... no, I want to marry six beautiful wives... and then have them give me six hundred babies... and then I'll send my mother to see an eye doctor..."

Lin Wanqiu, Su Yuehe, and Zhao Chunyan: "..."

The corners of all three women's mouths twitched.

Six hundred dolls?

My goodness, if one pair of twins is born every year, six women would only give birth to twelve children. To achieve that goal, six women would have to give birth continuously for fifty years!

My God.

Which woman could do that?

Liu Bei: "..."

Six wives?

Six hundred dolls?

You're defying the heavens!

Why don't you say you're like that orange cat on Douyin, and have 60,000 babies?

When the children grow up, they will form a large family workforce.

Can one person carrying a bag of cement monopolize all the work in the city in a single day?

This guy, he really dares to say that!

"Um... well... Ha'er, it's good that you have this ambition. I believe you can do it!"

"Yes. I definitely won't let you down, Brother Bei. I can definitely give birth to six hundred babies!" After receiving Liu Bei's affirmation, Fan Ha'er looked at her mother, Chen Qiaolan, with a confident expression. "Mom, did you hear that? Brother Bei said I can do it. You just wait until I earn lots and lots of money, then I'll give you and Dad six hundred babies to enjoy life!"

Chen Qiaolan: "..."

For a moment, she was speechless, but not wanting to undermine her son's confidence, she grasped his hand and said, "Yes, Mom believes you. Mom believes everything you say!"

As they were talking, Chen Qiaolan tried to sit up, but Liu Bei reminded Fan Ha'er, who immediately helped his mother, Chen Qiaolan, out of bed.

"Xiao Bei, I'm counting on you to take good care of my son, Ha'er, from now on!"

"Don't worry, Auntie. Ha'er is my brother. As long as I'm alive and have food to eat, I will never let him go hungry!" Liu Bei promised.

"Alright. Alright! Ha'er, come on, let's help your mother home!"

"Okay!" Nodding, Fan Ha'er helped his mother, Chen Qiaolan, walk home step by step.

"Mom, there's a tree on the left! Be careful!"

"Mom, there's a rock on the right, be careful!"

"Mom, a mouse just ran past!"

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Seeing Fan Ha'er's earnest and careful reminders to Chen Qiaolan along the way, Zhao Da'e sighed deeply.

"How pitiful!"

"What a good person. They just went blind like that. God has no eyes...sigh..."

"Luckily, Ha'er is a filial child. Otherwise...sigh..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Bei and his mother, Zhao Da'e, embraced. "Mother, with me here, life will only get better for our family!"

"Your father once told me something: 'If two brothers are of one mind, there's no mountain they can't climb.' Your mother believes you!"

"Did Father say anything like that? I've never heard him say that before?"

"Well, it's a long story. To be honest, it goes back to your grandfather's generation!"

What happened to my grandfather's generation?

"Before your grandfather moved to Fanjiacun, he had an older brother and a younger brother. Your grandfather was the second son! He was stuck in the middle and wasn't liked by your great-grandfather and great-grandmother! He did all the heavy work around the house. His older and younger brothers, however, were lazy!"

"Later, your grandfather joined the army. After he was discharged, he gave all of the government's monthly allowance to his family!"

"Your great-grandfather and great-grandmother spent all their money on your grandfather's older and younger brothers!"

"We built houses for them, helped them get married, and sent them to school. But when it came to your grandfather, he wouldn't give us a single penny!"

"Your grandfather left that home in a fit of anger, and after a long and arduous journey, he finally arrived at Fanjia Village!"

"He married, had children, and settled down in Fanjiacun for the rest of his life. But before he passed away, your grandfather grabbed your father and said that his biggest regret in life was not seeing his brothers reconcile."

"After giving his instructions, your grandfather left. From that moment on, your father remembered his grandfather's words: 'Brothers must work together!'"

"So that's how it is!" After hearing these words, Liu Bei recalled the scenes of his father before his death.

He was still young then.

To support the family, my father worked long hours every day, leaving early and returning late.

He always has a serious face.

If he disobeys, he will be severely beaten.

As a result, he never had a good impression of his father and disliked him very much.

Looking back now, I realize how terribly wrong he was.

Fatherly love and motherly love are different.

A mother's love is direct, while a father's love is subtle and pervasive.

I really want to get another beating from my father.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the fortune or the opportunity.

Dad, I miss you.

Are you doing well over there?

"Xiao Bei, what's wrong?"

Seeing Liu Bei staring blankly with a worried expression, Zhao Da'e became concerned.

"Mom, I miss Dad. I'll pick a day another day to visit his grave and pay my respects, and maybe have a chat with him!"

"You should go see your father." Upon hearing this, Zhao Da'e's eyes filled with tears.

In the past, my son would never have said such a thing.

Because Liu Bei was often beaten by his father since he was a child.

He harbors resentment towards his father.

The father and son seemed to have a grudge against each other, and they couldn't stand each other.

Now, his son Liu Bei suddenly suggested that he take the initiative to go and pay respects at the ancestral graves.

This shows that the son truly understands his father.

This also proves that Liu Bei, the son, truly understands what the word "father" really means.

"Take me with you when you go!" Lin Wanqiu pleaded. "To be honest, I haven't visited my father-in-law in a long time since he passed away! Please bring Panpan along too!"

"Niannian and I are going too!"

"And me and Xiaobao too!"

Looking at the three women, Liu Bei suddenly pulled them all into his arms, nodded, and said, "Go, all of you go, our whole family will go..."

The next day.

"Giggle~"

Outside, the village roosters had just crowed.

"Knock knock knock~"

There was an urgent knocking sound coming from outside Liu Bei's room.

"Who is it?"

"Brother Bei, the rooster's crowing! Wake up and make money! Help me marry six wives and have six hundred babies! Uh, no, it should be six hundred and sixty-six babies!"

"..."