Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

At noon, Zhao Chunyan was the first to ride her bicycle home.

As soon as she entered the door, Lin Wanqiu and Su Yuehe arrived at the entrance of the courtyard.

"How's sales today?" Liu Bei first helped Zhao Chunyan carry her bicycle into the yard, then went to push the tricycle.

"Not bad, we sold five yuan more than usual!"

Lin Wanqiu answered while carrying the basket.

"Hmm. Not bad!"

As long as it's not a small amount, it's a good thing, and Liu Bei is very satisfied.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Zhao Chunyan sniffed the aroma of meat in the air. "Liu Bei, did Mom cook meat again today?"

"Yes. Today, I asked Uncle Tan and the others to help carry the timber to Uncle Guoxiang's place. They should still be sawing wood now. I offered them wages, but they refused. So, Mom will feed them!" Liu Bei explained.

"Yes, of course!" Zhao Chunyan did not object.

"It's already noon, shouldn't they be eating? I'll go call them to come and eat!" Lin Wanqiu offered.

"No need! You all go help Mother in the kitchen. I'll go call her!"

Liu Bei shook his head.

"Alright!"

……

A few minutes later, Liu Bei arrived at Fan Guoxiang's house.

When he entered the courtyard, he saw that Li Dazhuang and the others were all shirtless, some helping to move timber, and others sawing wood.

Others used ink lines to mark lines on wooden boards, each doing their own job, busy yet orderly.

Liu Bei stopped to observe for a moment.

Seeing Old Tan holding a black pencil in one hand and a wooden ruler in the other, measuring while having Tan Si and Fan Mao'er help him draw the ink line, he then drew a straight black line little by little along the drawn ink line.

After drawing the lines, Li Dazhuang and Fan Ha'er began sawing along them.

"Sizzle~"

Soon, a piece of wood was sawn.

I must say, the sawing was spot on.

Not a fraction more, not a fraction less; it was sawed along the black lines exactly.

It seems that Li Dazhuang and his colleagues are quite experienced at sawing wood.

"Uncle Guoxiang, Uncle Tan, Dazhuang, Tan Si, Mao'er, Shitou, Uncle Dahai, Uncle Libo, Dayong, Daqiang, you've all worked hard!"

Liu Bei immediately stepped forward, smiling, and said, "You've all been busy all morning, take a break. Come to my place for lunch! Then take a nap, and we can get back to work when it's cooler in the afternoon!"

"Okay! Let's stop everything. Let's go to Xiao Bei's house for dinner!"

"Okay!"

……

There were too many people, so the table was set up at the main entrance of the Liu family's courtyard.

Fortunately, there were big trees providing shade outside, and the temperature was alright.

As they ate,

The Liu family's house became the liveliest place in the entire Fanjiacun village.

It took a full hour to finish eating.

It wasn't until 3 p.m. that the old men went to saw wood again.

This took another afternoon.

They didn't stop working until 6 p.m.

Liu Bei then invited the old Tans to dinner.

More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until almost 7:30 p.m. that the old men, including Old Tan, finally left one by one.

Only Xiafan Ha'er and Li Dazhuang remained.

"Dazhuang, you should go back too!" Liu Bei advised, seeing that Li Dazhuang's face was flushed and he was obviously drunk.

"No. I'm in a good mood today, let's keep drinking!" Li Dazhuang picked up his glass, only to find it empty. He pointed at Fan Ha'er, "Ha'er, pour some more wine! I want to keep drinking with Brother Bei!"

"Stop drinking!" Liu Bei shook his head, walked over and helped Li Dazhuang up. "You've had too much to drink! I'll take you home!"

"No, I want to keep drinking. Brother Bei, Ha'er, come on, keep drinking, keep going—"

As he was talking, Li Dazhuang closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Ugh!"

Liu Bei sighed, "Late Autumn, Ha'er and I will take Dazhuang home. You guys clean up the dishes!"

"Okay. Keep an eye on it!"

"Got it! Hey kid, come give me a hand!"

"Okay!"

Along the way, Liu Bei and Fan Ha'er helped Li Dazhuang walk home, one on each side.

When passing by Fan Laoshi's house, Fan Ha'er suddenly stopped.

"Hey, why are you stopping? Let's go!" Liu Bei asked, puzzled.

"Brother Bei, look inside!"

Fan Ha'er pointed to Fan Laoshi's house.

"What are you looking at?" Liu Bei asked curiously.

They discovered that the gate to Fan Laoshi's courtyard was not properly closed.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the sound of something being smashed came from inside.

It sounds like something broke.

"Hmm?" Liu Bei's ears perked up, his brows furrowed slightly, and he listened intently.

"Let go! Let go of me! Or I'll kill your father!"

"Brother Bei, that voice sounds so familiar. It's like I've heard it somewhere before. But I can't remember where!" Fan Ha'er frowned upon hearing this.

"Don't kill my father. Don't kill him. I'll do anything you want. Please!"

Then, a girl's pleading voice came from inside.

"Brother Bei, it's Uncle Shi's daughter! It looks like their family is in big trouble." Fan Ha'er's eyes narrowed and he clenched his fist.

"You help Dazhuang back. I'll go in and take a look!" Liu Bei handed Li Dazhuang over to Fan Ha'er.

"Okay." Fan Ha'er helped Li Dazhuang walk hurriedly towards his house.

Liu Bei walked to the door and peered carefully through the crack inside.

The courtyard was very dark, and as we continued forward, the main room was also dark, with no lights on.

But the sound was still there. He gently pushed open the door and quietly slipped inside.

In order not to disturb the people inside, he deliberately took off his shoes and moved closer to the source of the sound with very light steps.

Before long, he arrived at the door of a young woman's boudoir.

I found broken pots and pans scattered all over the ground near the entrance.

He approached quietly and pressed his body against the wall to listen.

"Zhao Liuzhi! You worthless piece of trash, if you lay a finger on my daughter again, I'll haunt you even in death!"

"You want to be a ghost? Fine. I'll grant your wish!"

"What? No, please don't! Six-Fingers, my mother died early, leaving only my father. He struggled to raise me, and he hasn't even enjoyed a moment of happiness yet. You...you can't kill him! As long as you don't kill him, you can have my body if you want!"

"Tsk tsk~" Zhao Liuzhi chuckled sinisterly, licking his lips. "Huihui, you're really good-looking. If your brother were still able to have sex, I really would have slept with you. Too bad—"

He stopped mid-sentence, grinding his teeth loudly, "But... unfortunately, I'm powerless now. It's all the fault of those two bastards, Liu Bei and Fan Ha'er!"

"If it weren't for those two, I wouldn't be in this mess today!"

"What's even worse is that they drove our whole family out of the village!"

"It caused my parents to starve to death outside!"

"And me? Just for fighting with someone for a single steamed bun, I got bullied like a dog!"

"I've had enough of that kind of life! I don't want to live like that anymore!"

"In order to survive, I made a promise to the big brother over there. If I helped him abduct a few pretty young girls, he was willing to give me a sum of money so I could live a good life for the rest of my days!"

"So, the first person I thought of was Huihui!"

"You're young, beautiful, and have a great figure, plus a big bottom. You look like you're destined to have a son!"

"Once I manage to get you there, hehe, I can make a fortune!"

"So Huihui, don't blame me for being ruthless. Blame those two bastards, Liu Bei and Fan Ha'er, for going too far!"