Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

A dozen minutes later, Ma Yun returned with Lin Wanqiu and the three children.

The four of them were very happy.

Liu Bei carried the four people down one by one.

When Lin Wanqiu was the last to land, Zhao Chunyan caught up, panting.

She was out of breath, her whole body soaked in sweat, her wet clothes clinging tightly to her body, highlighting her graceful figure vividly.

Liu Bei wanted to swallow hard, but he couldn't show it in front of the three children and Lin Wanqiu, so he could only hold back.

"Liu... Liu Bei, I... I want to ride a horse too!" Zhao Chunyan paused for a moment, then pointed to the black horse.

"You're too tired. Why don't you rest? We can continue tomorrow!"

"I'm not tired. I have plenty of energy. Are you going to let me ride you or not?"

Zhao Chunyan didn't follow Liu Bei's lead at all.

"Fine. If you insist on riding, then I'll let you ride!" With no other choice, Liu Bei picked up Zhao Chunyan as well.

She was sticky and sticky all over, and holding her in my arms gave me a different feeling.

But Lin Wanqiu was right there, so Liu Bei didn't dare to do anything out of line and obediently put Zhao Chunyan on the horse.

"Ma Yun, carry Chunyan around a few laps! Remember, run slowly!"

"You think you're like me? Why are you so slow? Riding a horse, of course you need to be fast. The faster the better. Horse, gallop! Run as fast as you can, run for me—"

"Whoosh~"

Before Zhao Chunyan could finish speaking, the black horse sped off.

It vanished without a trace, like a gust of wind.

Only a fleeting afterimage remained in my sight.

The three children stared in disbelief, exclaiming almost simultaneously, "Daddy, the horse is so fast!"

"Hmm. That's pretty fast! Come on, let's go into the yard and let Grandma help you take a bath!"

"Time to take a shower!"

The three children held hands and followed Zhao Da'e into the courtyard.

"Late Autumn, you—" Liu Bei leaned closer, "would you like to shower with me tonight?"

"Dream on!" Lin Wanqiu turned around and walked into the courtyard.

Liu Bei: "..."

He rubbed his chin. "It's not like we haven't showered together before. Is it really that big of a deal? Sigh... looks like I'll be spending the night alone in the bathroom again!"

……

Silent all night.

The next day, after getting up, Liu Bei drank three bowls of thin porridge and went to Fan Guoxiang's house to see how the furniture making was progressing.

When they arrived,

He saw Old Tan, Tan Si, Li Dazhuang and others busy sawing wood.

After several days of work, most of the trees were cut according to Fan Guoxiang's requirements and neatly arranged in one place.

There are only a few left.

Liu Bei offered each of them an Ashima cigarette, sat down to chat with the old Tans, and casually mentioned to one of them that he wanted to go hunting in the mountains again the next day.

"Going into the mountains again tomorrow? Xiao Bei, the furniture hasn't been made yet. Your house isn't even finished. Isn't that a bit too much of a rush?"

Old Tan asked a few questions with concern.

"Uncle Tan, making furniture, building houses, and making money aren't mutually exclusive. Besides, where will the money to build a new house come from if we don't make money? So, are you going or not?"

"Since you've put it that way, of course I have no objection to going!" Old Tan was naturally more than happy to make money, and looked at Li Dazhuang, "Dazhuang, Dayong, Daqiang, what do you guys say?"

"Dry!"

"Yes, let's do it!"

"Who ever complains about having too much money?"

"Yes, go hunting in the mountains, make big money!"

……

Hearing that everyone agreed, Liu Bei smiled, "Okay, then it's settled. We'll meet at the foot of Da Liu Mountain tomorrow morning and go into the mountain together."

"Alright. Before we go into the mountains, hurry up and cut down the last few trees!" Old Tan instructed.

"Okay!"

More than an hour later, the last few trees were also cut into sections.

The air was filled with the unique scent of fresh wood.

Taking a breath, Liu Bei not only didn't find it disgusting, but actually quite enjoyed the smell.

The feeling was completely different from the pungent smell of formaldehyde and other odors released by furniture made of man-made materials in my previous life.

Solid wood furniture made entirely of natural materials is environmentally friendly and hygienic—it's just different.

And it's cheap too!

"Is it all sawn?"

Fan Guoxiang walked over, drawn by the scent of wood. He looked around, then said, "Hmm, not bad. Very well dried!"

"These logs are not only well-cut, but also of superior quality. Furniture made from them would be absolutely top-notch!"

"Uncle Guoxiang, if you think it's good, then that's fine. So, when do we start making the furniture?"

"We can start tomorrow! But I still need to ask you what kind of furniture you're planning to have made? After all, the furniture is made for your family, and I don't know what kind you like. I need to get your opinion!" Fan Guoxiang explained.

"As for the specifics of what to make—" Liu Bei paused, "I still need to go back and ask my three women! As for the furniture, it depends on what style they like. If I just build whatever without asking them, and they don't like it, then it'll be a waste of time, won't it?"

"Oh, right!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Guoxiang suddenly realized what was going on.

I remembered that Liu Bei had three young wives hiding at home.

The three wives are all beautiful in their own way, and none of them are less attractive than the others.

It's just that we have different temperaments.

Lin Wanqiu is virtuous and a typical good wife and mother.

Su Yuehe is a bit timid.

Zhao Chunyan is feisty, has a fiery temper, and is not someone to be trifled with.

Three women, three different personalities, their demands are bound to be different.

"Okay. Whatever you say. Go back and ask around. Let me know when you find out. I'll design it according to their preferences." Fan Guoxiang nodded, then, as if remembering something, changed the subject, "Oh, right. What about your three kids? What kind of furniture are you planning to make for them? And what about your mother? What are your plans?"

"Three kids? It'll be simple. The eldest will be starting school soon, Uncle Guoxiang, so could you build her a desk, a bookcase, and a tatami bed?"

"Tatami?" Fan Guoxiang didn't quite understand. "What tatami?"

"Oh, I see!" Liu Bei picked up a piece of wood, squatted down, and drew a diagram of a tatami bed on the ground. He gave a simple explanation, "Uncle Guoxiang, did you understand?"

"Oh, so it's just fixing the bed to the side and then building a few drawers underneath. I get it! So that's called tatami. That's an interesting name! Did you come up with it?"

"Yes. I figured it out myself!"

"Xiao Bei, what's wrong with your brain? It's so clever! Fine. Tatami it is. Any other requirements?"

"Make Niannian's room cozy and warm, with some furniture that little girls like! For example, make her a few wooden dog dolls or cat dolls."

"Oh. Okay. Where's your son's room?"

"Boys should be fun, of course! As for how to do it, Uncle Guoxiang, you have a lot of experience, just watch and see!"

"Okay. And what about your mother's room?"

"The elderly person's room should be simple. As they get older, they accumulate more belongings, and it's easy for them to bump into things and get injured. The simpler the room, the safer it will be!"

"Okay. I understand."

Just then, Zhao Da'e came over with Lin Wanqiu, Su Yuehe, Zhao Chunyan, and three children.

"Sister-in-law, you're here. You've come at the perfect time. Xiao Bei and I were just discussing how to design your furniture! Why don't you tell us?"