Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

Liu Bei patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll last as long as you need to!"

Lin Wanqiu: "..."

"Snapped!"

Zhao Da'e slapped Liu Bei on the back of the head. "What nonsense are you spouting? If you can't speak properly, then shut up."

"Mother, that's not what I meant!"

"You dare to talk back?"

"Okay, I was wrong."

"That's more like it. Humph!!!"

Zhao Da'e snorted and turned to go into the kitchen.

Lin Wanqiu rolled her eyes and squatted back down in front of the woodpile to continue chopping wood.

Suddenly, images from a few days ago flashed through Su Yuehe's mind: before Liu Bei went to catch eels for her, he ran into her room... and that hand... grabbed her crotch...

The more she thought about it, the hotter her body became, and she bit her thin lips tighter and tighter.

Upon hearing this from inside the house, Zhao Chunyan's face fell.

"shameless."

Liu Bei pretended not to see anything.

He hunted all night last night and went to town to sell meat this morning. He's been busy all night and is exhausted and sleepy.

After yawning, he went back into the house to get a change of a coarse cloth shirt and shorts, then went to the well to fetch a bucket of cold water before going to the bathhouse.

No sooner had Liu Bei entered the bathroom than Zhao Chunyan ran out and quickly knelt down in front of Lin Wanqiu.

Lin Wanqiu didn't look up. "What are you planning to do now?"

Zhao Chunyan forced a smile, tugged at Lin Wanqiu's sleeve, and lowered her voice, "Sister Wanqiu, I have to remind you of something."

"You must not be fooled by his sweet talk."

"You need to be vigilant at all times. I suspect his good behavior these past few days is a trap. Especially since he put you in charge of the money; I think he's deliberately setting a trap for you. You can't fall for it. You should just give the money back to him. Otherwise, you'll fall into the trap and won't be able to climb out!"

"Are you finished speaking?"

Lin Wanqiu continued chopping wood.

"Um!"

Zhao Chunyan nodded.

"Then you can go. I need to continue chopping wood!"

"Late Autumn, how can you not take what I'm saying seriously? He's setting you up! First, he'll use money to gain your trust, then slowly trick you into sleeping with him. Once the time is right, he'll reveal his true colors, and you'll lose both your money and your heart—"

"Alright."

Lin Wanqiu stuck the axe into the wooden stake, straightened up, and looked at Zhao Chunyan.

"Just say you're jealous that he gave me his money to manage. Why all this rambling? Aren't you tired of this?"

Zhao Chunyan's face froze, and she stammered as she spoke.

"Who...who's jealous? I was just—"

"Enough! If you really want to sleep with him, do you think I didn't know he stayed in your room all night a few days ago? How could you agree to that then? Still pretending with me?"

Zhao Chunyan's face flushed red instantly, and she quickly explained.

"I was... I was forced! It wasn't voluntary!"

"With your temper, if you're not happy, he won't even be able to get in your door. And you're telling me you were forced? Nobody believes that. Stop loitering around here, go do what you're supposed to be doing. I need to chop wood."

"you--"

Zhao Chunyan opened her mouth, her face turning red and then white.

She knew that arguing further would only make things worse, so she gritted her teeth and decided to lay all her cards on the table.

"Fine! I'll be blunt!"

"You're too virtuous. I'm worried that if I keep the money with you, it might be stolen by someone with ulterior motives. It's not safe at all. Give me the money, and I'll keep it safe for you. If anyone dares to have any ulterior motives, if it's a man, I'll cut him up. If it's a woman, I'll chop her up."

"hehe……"

Lin Wanqiu sneered.

"So you've finally shown your true colors."

"Want to manage the money? Sure. Go find Liu Bei. If he agrees, I'll give it to you right away."

"..."

Zhao Chunyan's smile froze on her face.

Ask her to go and ask Liu Bei for help? Would she really lower herself to that level?

"you--"

"What do you mean 'you'? Get out of my way. Don't hold me up."

Zhao Chunyan stood up in anger.

"snort!"

After stomping her foot, Zhao Chunyan turned and walked away. Watching her departing figure, Lin Wanqiu smiled to herself.

Hmph! Trying to outsmart me? No way!

The fact that Liu Bei gave me the money proves that the person he loves most is me, Lin Wanqiu, not you, Zhao Chunyan.

Meanwhile, Zhao Chunyan, for some unknown reason, found herself at the door of the bathroom, where she could hear the sound of Liu Bei taking a shower.

She inexplicably peered through the crack in the door.

Liu Bei had his back to her and was tilting his head back to pour water over his head.

The cool water flowed down my back, my back muscles were taut, and the lines of my shoulder blades contracted and relaxed with each movement.

Narrow waist, long legs, and defined back muscles.

Zhao Chunyan's heart skipped a beat upon seeing this, and she bit her red lips.

"This bastard...when did his flesh get so firm?"

"No wonder I was so energetic that night."

"Gurgle~"

Her Adam's apple bobbed once, then once more.

Without realizing it, her lips parted slightly, and drool seeped out from the corner of her mouth. Her mind was blank, and her eyes were glued to the crack in the door, unwilling to look away.

I don't know how much time has passed.

"squeak--"

The door opened.

Liu Bei, wearing shorts and with a wet towel draped over his shoulder, came out and almost bumped into Zhao Chunyan at the door.

"Chunyan? What are you doing standing at the door?"

Why are you drooling?

"Huh? I...did I? Don't talk nonsense, nothing like that!" After regaining her senses, Zhao Chunyan quickly denied it.

"So what exactly are you here for?" Liu Bei asked again.

"I...I..."

Zhao Chunyan opened her mouth, but couldn't remember a single word.

What is she doing here? Why is she standing here? What was she going to say?

How could you have forgotten all of that?

"I...I was just passing by. Who said I was here to see you? Don't...don't flatter yourself!"

After saying that, Zhao Chunyan turned and ran away.

Watching Zhao Chunyan's retreating figure as she jogged away, Liu Bei understood.

This woman was peeping at me while I was showering.

They say no, but their actions tell a different story.

I'll satisfy you after I've rested and recharged!

After chuckling and yawning, Liu Bei went straight back to his room and fell asleep as soon as he entered.

……

The Fan family.

When Fan Shuanzhu and Fan Ha'er returned home, Fan Shuanzhu's wife, Chen Qiaolan, was feeding chickens in the yard.

"You're back?"

"Um!"

Fan Shuanzhu took out six yuan from his pocket and slapped it into his wife's hand.

Chen Qiaolan looked down and saw six one-yuan bills.

She threw the chicken feeder on the ground, then held the money between two fingers and examined it three times.

"Did you really give it to them?"

"Of course," Fan Shuanzhu said, squatting on the doorstep packing cigarettes. "It's not just our family. Old Tan and his son, Li Dazhuang, everyone gets a share. Three catties of meat plus three yuan each."

"What? So many?"

Chen Qiaolan was stunned for a long time, her face full of disbelief.

"That Liu Bei... he's really willing to sacrifice."

"They've changed now." Fan Shuanzhu puffed out the welding fumes.

Fan Ha'er came over, hands on his hips, looking proud. "Mom! Let me tell you! My brother Bei is amazing! He hunted down a four-legged beast, two deer, and a wild boar in one night! Three shots, three kills! Every shot hits its mark! I want Dad to learn from him."

"You want your dad to learn how to fire a gun from him?" Chen Qiaolan asked.

"No, I want Dad to learn from Brother Bei how to marry three wives!"

"What? You little brat, I've spoiled you for nothing!"

Enraged, Chen Qiaolan took off her shoe and was about to hit her filial son, Fan Ha'er, who was so frightened that he ran away in a panic.

"You want me to marry three wives?" Fan Shuanzhu's pipe fell to the ground. He paused for a moment, then looked at his son's back. Finally, a long-lost smile appeared on his old face.

"Finally, he knows he should care about his dad. What a filial son! This is the kind of child I should have! Haha..."

Fan Shuanzhu started smoking again, laughing as he watched his wife chase after their son.

The more he looked, the more he felt his son was filial.

"Knock knock knock!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Mother, don't chase after them! Someone's knocking at the door!"

"Who is it so late at night?" Chen Qiaolan asked loudly, her face full of displeasure.

"Sister-in-law, open the door quickly, it's me!!!"