Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Liu Bei accidentally fell to the ground.

He was covered in mud and splashed with dirty water.

Even his mouth was filled with muddy water that was hard to swallow.

But he had no right to complain of pain, nor did he have time to waste here.

Because it's much closer to the time I remember now.

Every second wasted increases the danger to Su Yuehe.

He struggled to his feet and continued running toward the brick kiln.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

The rain intensified, and the wind howled even more fiercely.

Liu Bei's straw sandals sank into the mud, splashing up mud and water with each step, getting even more muddy.

But instead of slowing down, he ran even faster.

Because he didn't want his second wife, Su Yuehe, to experience the tragedy of her past life again.

A minute passed,

Ten minutes passed,

Half an hour passed

……

With each passing minute, his heart tightened.

Fortunately, the familiar cornfield finally came into view. If he could just cross it, he would reach the brickyard.

"Yuehe, wait a little longer, I'm coming to save you!"

Liu Bei frantically traversed the cornfield and finally spotted a dilapidated brick kiln.

Deep within, a faint yellow light from a flashlight flickered.

"Get away! Don't come any closer!"

Suddenly, a frightened voice came from inside.

"It's Yuehe's voice! Oh no! She's in danger!" Upon hearing this, Liu Bei quickened his pace.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, young lady. We brothers didn't mean anything by it. We just saw that you were caught in the rain and were a little cold, so we wanted to help you warm up."

"Stop talking nonsense and get on with it. We won't be able to get things done if someone comes soon."

"Bang!"

Just then, Liu Bei kicked open the wooden door.

The wooden door had been in disrepair for many years, and when it was smashed on the ground, it kicked up a cloud of dust and mud.

Liu Bei followed the faint beam of the flashlight and looked around.

Su Yuehe huddled in a corner, shivering. Her hair was disheveled, and her clothes were torn open, revealing her fair and delicate shoulders.

Two hooligans in tattered jackets stood in front of me.

"Damn it! Who the hell are you...?" A hoodlum turned around and roared angrily at Liu Bei.

Liu Bei bent down, picked up a half-broken red brick from beside the door, and strode forward.

"Bang!"

The brick slammed hard into the head of the roaring scoundrel.

Blood gushed out instantly, mixing with the rain and streaming down his face. His eyelids fluttered open once before he collapsed stiffly to the ground.

Another thug was startled. He pulled a switchblade from his waist and swung it at Liu Bei's stomach, yelling, "You're asking for it!"

Liu Bei dodged the blade, grabbed the second thug's wrist with his left hand, and with his right hand gripping a brick, smashed it down on his forearm.

The sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard inside the brick kiln.

The second thug screamed and dropped his switchblade.

Liu Bei kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying and crashing into a pile of abandoned bricks.

"Get lost!" Liu Bei spat out a single word.

The second scoundrel, clutching his severed arm, scrambled to his feet, pulled his companion up, and stumbled into the rainy night.

The brick kiln fell silent.

Liu Bei threw down the brick in his hand, took off his soaking wet coat, and walked over to drape it over Su Yuehe.

"Yuehe, it's alright now."

Su Yuehe raised her head and looked at Liu Bei, whose face was covered in mud but whose eyes were unusually firm. Her tense nerves finally snapped.

She threw herself into Liu Bei's arms and burst into tears.

Liu Bei patted her on the back, picked her up by the waist, and strode out of the brick kiln.

Two hours later, as dawn broke, the rain finally stopped.

Liu Bei, carrying Su Yuehe, pushed open the gate to his courtyard.

The lights in the main room were always on.

Upon hearing the commotion, Zhao Da'e was the first to rush out.

"Yuehe!" Zhao Da'e burst into tears when she saw Su Yuehe in Liu Bei's arms.

Lin Wanqiu and Zhao Chunyan also ran out of the house.

Lin Wanqiu quickly stepped forward and touched Su Yuehe's forehead, her brows furrowing.

"Mother, Yuehe has a fever, we need to change her into dry clothes quickly."

Zhao Da'e nodded repeatedly.

Lin Wanqiu helped Su Yuehe into the side room.

Zhao Da'e turned around, looked at Liu Bei who was covered in mud, grabbed a broom from the corner of the wall, and slapped it hard on Liu Bei's leg.

"You beast! If you had gone to pick up your wife earlier, would this have happened? You're always loafing around outside, are you going to ruin this family before you're satisfied?"

Liu Bei didn't dodge. "Mother, I was wrong. Don't worry, I'll never do anything foolish again. I'll make sure you have a good life."

"With your hopeless character, you expect to have a good life? I'd be grateful if you didn't go out and cause trouble." Zhao Chunyan leaned against the doorframe, her face full of disbelief.

"Chunyan, I truly want to change!" Liu Bei explained seriously.

Zhao Da'e threw down the broom, pointed at Liu Bei's nose, and said, "You said it yourself. If you can't do it, I won't even need Chunyan and the others to lift a finger; I'll personally beat you to death!"

"Okay!" Liu Bei nodded.

Half an hour later, breakfast was served.

There was a bowl of cornmeal porridge on the table. Although it was called porridge, it was mostly water, enough to reflect your image.

Next to it was a plate of dark, pickled vegetable dumplings and a few hard, dark cornbread buns.

The three children came over and sat down one by one.

The eldest daughter, Liu Panpan, was eight years old, wearing an old dress covered in patches. The youngest daughter, Liu Nian, was six years old, hiding beside Lin Wanqiu. The son, Liu Bao, was four years old, skin and bones, coughing incessantly, his little face flushed red.

Looking at his son's appearance, Liu Bei felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He reached out, wanting to pat his son's back to help him catch his breath.

But just as he reached halfway out, the eldest daughter, Liu Panpan, suddenly stood up, spread her arms to block her brother, and glared fiercely at Liu Bei.

"Bad guy, don't touch my brother! Stay away from us!"

The little girl, Liu Nian, trembled with fright and clung tightly to Lin Wanqiu.

Liu Bei's hand froze in mid-air. Looking at the three children's wary eyes, he felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

In his past life, he favored sons over daughters, despising his two daughters as a financial burden and never giving them a kind look.

Although his son Liu Bao was a boy, he was weak and sickly from a young age. He felt that his son was not like his father and did not like him very much, so he would beat him at the drop of a hat.

So much so that when the children saw him, they treated him like an enemy, showing no affection whatsoever.

"Ugh!"

Liu Bei was speechless at his past self.

"Yes, I'm a bad person, not a good dad. Dad was wrong. I'll change!"

Liu Bei apologized.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Wanqiu, Zhao Chunyan, and the three children were all somewhat surprised, thinking they had misheard.

"Alright. Stop arguing with your good-for-nothing father. Hurry up and eat. Otherwise it will get cold and won't taste good!" Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Mother Zhao Da'e came over to persuade them.

"Hmph! You bad guy!"

After giving Liu Bei a fierce glare, the eldest daughter pulled her younger brother and sister to start eating breakfast.

Seeing the three children guarding against him as if he were a wolf, Liu Bei felt another sharp pain in his heart.

孽 孽!

Ugh!

……

Not long after, after finishing breakfast, Zhao Chunyan cleared the dishes and went to the yard to wash them.

Lin Wanqiu was feeding Su Yuehe hot water inside the house. Zhao Da'e was chopping pig feed in the yard.

Liu Bei sat alone on a low stool under the eaves, looking at his dilapidated home.

Logically speaking, someone as despicable as him should have left his three ex-wives long ago after their divorces.

But this was in the countryside in 1981.

A divorced woman who returns to her parents' home will be gossiped about behind her back.

In addition, the children are still young, and they endured it in order to give the children a complete family.

Besides, Zhao Da'e, the mother, thought all three daughters-in-law were good people and couldn't bear to see them leave. She strongly urged them to stay, and the three women stayed in the dilapidated courtyard, living under the same roof as him.

But this means there are many people in the family, and many mouths to feed.

Liu Bei was dissatisfied with his three children, and gradually became self-destructive and stopped working, leading to a poorer and poorer life.

"Snapped!"

Remembering the sins he committed in his past life, Liu Bei raised his hand and slapped himself.

What a fucking bastard.

"What's wrong with you? If you're so bored, go chop up the firewood in the backyard!" Zhao Da'e turned and glared at him.

"Mother, I'm going out for a bit."

Liu Bei stood up and walked towards the storage room where farm tools were stored.

After searching for a while, he pulled out a long, dusty wooden box.

Upon opening the box, an old-fashioned single-barreled shotgun lay inside.

These are items left behind by Liu Bei's deceased father.

Liu Bei then found a rag and carefully wiped away the rust and dust from the gun barrel.

Then, he pulled out a metal box, took out a dozen or so bullets, glanced at them, and saw that they were still dry and usable.

He then found a cloth bag, filled it with bullets, hung it on his waist, and finally slung the shotgun over his shoulder as he walked out of the storeroom.

"What are you doing with this piece of junk? Where are you going to cause trouble again?" Zhao Da'e's hand stopped in mid-air when she saw her son's attire.

"Mother, we're almost out of food. The children are too thin and need to be nourished. Yuehe has a fever. I'll go hunting in the mountains and get some meat to help them recover."

Zhao Chunyan shook the water droplets off her hands and ran over, shouting,

"Hunting? Your gun hasn't fired a shot in years. Don't shoot yourself and then we'll have to carry you around."

"You don't need to cook dinner tonight, I'll bring meat back."

After saying that, Liu Bei ignored Zhao Chunyan and strode out of the courtyard without looking back.

Zhao Da'e frowned as she watched her son's retreating figure.

"Huh? What's wrong with this jerk today? Why is he acting so recklessly?"

Da Liu Mountain.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense.

It is the only source of meat in the village, and many villagers go up the mountain to hunt when they are short of meat.

But it won't be easy to reap any rewards.

In addition, the villagers have been starving in recent years and have been hunting frequently, so the rabbits, pheasants and other animals in the surrounding area have long been hunted to extinction.

To catch prey, you have to go deeper into the area.

But deep inside, it's said there are tigers, black bears, and even...