Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

"So they both have to give me an explanation."

Liu Bei's finger rested on the trigger, his tone firm.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Lin's expression changed drastically. He quickly winked at Lin Nanping, "Nanping, what are you standing there for? Quickly admit your mistake and let this matter rest!"

After saying that, he gave Tu Meifeng a sharp look, "Meifeng! You too! If you two keep being stubborn, no one can protect you today!"

"..."

Lin Nanping's face turned bright red.

He's been a tyrant in Linjia Village his whole life, when has he ever suffered such humiliation?

But then she glanced back at the bullet hole in the earthen wall, then at Liu Bei's cold face, and at the muzzle of the gun...

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he had no choice but to lower his head.

"Liu... Liu Bei, this time our family was in the wrong."

"We've been meddling too much in Wanqiu's affairs. Whether she gets married or not, and who she marries, is her own business, and it's entirely up to her. I... I shouldn't have let Zhang Cuihua go to your Liu family to act as a matchmaker."

"I, Lin Nanping, swear before my third uncle today that from this day forward, my family will never again hire any matchmakers to arrange a marriage for Wanqiu at your Liu family's door. If we do it again, may we be struck by lightning!!!"

"This...this should be alright, right?"

After saying that, Lin Nanping looked at Liu Bei with trepidation.

Liu Bei's gaze slowly turned to Tu Meifeng.

Tu Meifeng remained frozen in place, her face filled with resentment.

"Mei-Feng!!!"

Seeing this, Lin Nanping got impatient and stomped hard on Tu Meifeng's foot, while also winking at her.

Tu Meifeng then realized what was happening. "Liu... Liu Bei, it's my fault. I'll never get involved in Wanqiu's affairs again. I won't arrange any more marriages. Please... please put the gun away..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Bei looked at Uncle Lin.

"Third Grandfather, this time, I'll trust them for your sake."

As he spoke, Liu Bei removed the hunting rifle from Tu Meifeng's chest and slung it back over his shoulder.

"However, if you do it again next time, I will not let you off easily!!!"

After saying that, Liu Bei turned and left.

For a moment, the courtyard fell silent.

Lin Nanping only looked away after Liu Bei's figure had completely disappeared outside the door.

"Third Uncle! You saw that, right? This is Lin family territory! He, an outsider, came and pointed a gun at my face. He really doesn't respect the people of Lin Family Village at all!"

"What's worse is that even after you personally intervened, he still refused to fire the gun voluntarily, insisting that you plead with him. He's clearly disrespecting you! Uncle, we can't let this kind of person get away with it; we have to teach him a lesson!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Nanping is right!" Tu Meifeng quickly chimed in, "If we don't teach this kind of lunatic a lesson, won't he start taking advantage of us?"

"Snapped!"

Uncle Lin slapped Lin Nanping across the face.

"Snapped!"

Then another slap landed on Tu Meifeng's face.

"..."

The two of them covered their faces in disbelief.

"Third...Third Uncle? Why did you hit us?"

Uncle Lin was so angry that his beard trembled, and he poked Lin Nanping's forehead with his finger and scolded him.

"What are your intentions in arranging a marriage for Wanqiu? Do you think I can't see through you?"

"You just want to collect another dowry to fill your pockets! You make it sound so noble, like you're doing it for Wanqiu's good? Do you think everyone in the village is blind?"

"I……"

Lin Nanping was speechless.

"If word gets out that you're doing this, what will other villages think of Linjia Village? They'll say the people of Linjia Village are greedy and insatiable! Selling a girl once isn't enough, now they want to sell her a second time after the divorce! Once Linjia Village's reputation is ruined, who will dare to marry a girl from Linjia Village in the future?"

"You two! You're all good for nothing and good for making things worse!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Nanping and Tu Meifeng both lowered their heads.

"snort!!!"

Uncle Lin shook his head.

"Like father, like son. Your family is getting worse and worse."

"What are you all standing there for? Your son's been beaten to a pulp! Aren't you going to take him to the clinic right away? Why are you still at home?"

"What?"

Lin Nanping suddenly looked up, "Who hit Wei Jun? Was it that bastard Liu Bei—"

"Snapped!"

Uncle Lin slapped him again, pointing his finger at his nose and yelling, "Find my ass! Your precious son stole a villager's wife's red undergarment, spied on her while she bathed, eavesdropped on a couple's intimate moments by the window, and even peeked over the wall when his cousin's wife went to the outhouse! He even stole her eggs! He's brought shame to the whole village! Now the whole village is dealing with him, what does this have to do with Xiao Bei?"

"You still want to settle scores with him? If you weren't also surnamed Lin, I'd kick your thing to pieces!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Nanping and Tu Meifeng exchanged a glance and their faces turned completely pale.

……

On this side, the grain drying ground.

When Liu Bei returned and saw Lin Weijun's miserable state, he couldn't help but shudder.

Lin Weijun was lying on the ground, his face swollen like a steamed bun, his left eye was bruised, and his right eye could not be closed.

What's even more outrageous is that all his clothes were stripped off, leaving him only in a pair of big shorts.

And it's damn red, a bright, vivid red.

Under the sunlight, it was very conspicuous, and the people of Linjia Village watched the excitement from the side, each carrying several kilograms of wild boar meat.

"That's ruthless!"

"The people of Linjia Village are really ruthless!"

Liu Bei was amazed.

Just then, Fan Ha'er walked up to Lin Weijun and squatted down. He first reached out and lifted the corner of the red shorts, tilted his head and peeked inside, his mouth suddenly wide open.

Then he reached out and pinched Lin Weijun's buttocks, chuckled a few times, and as if he hadn't had enough fun, he grabbed Lin Weijun's chest a few more times.

"Damn! That's pretty big! Feels good!"

Li Dazhuang: "..."

Tan Si: "..."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The villagers of Linjia Village who were watching burst into laughter.

Liu Bei: "..."

His lips twitched violently a few times.

This is a bit too strong a flavor.

It seems we need to find a woman for Ha'er, otherwise, if he keeps thinking about Butt and Bear all the time, something bad will happen sooner or later.

"Hey, stop playing around and come back!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Ha'er immediately came over.

"Brother Bei! You know what? I've discovered a huge secret!"

"What secret?"

"That kid Lin Weijun—" Fan Ha'er lowered his voice, but everyone present could still hear him, "He's thin-skinned!"

"Pfft~"

Upon hearing this, the villagers of Linjia Village laughed so hard they could hardly stand up straight.

Li Dazhuang and Tan Si exchanged glances and burst out laughing.

Hearing this, Lin Weijun, who was on the ground, was so angry that he raised a finger and pointed it at Fan Ha'er. His mouth trembled for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

Instead, his face turned dark, his eyes widened, and his nose turned up.

"Well?"

Seeing this, Fan Ha'er scratched his head.

"Lin Weijun, I'm telling the truth. You're just thin-skinned. Why are you glaring at me like that? Why are you sticking your nose up like that? You're such an idiot."

"Pfft~"

The men, women, and children watching from Linjia Village burst into laughter once again.

The village's unanimously recognized idiot is called a fool?

This is more insulting than being beaten up.

Lin Weijun was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and then fainted.

Liu Bei: "..."

He shook his head, glanced at the empty tractor bed, and said, "Let's go. Get in."

As he spoke, Liu Bei climbed into the passenger seat of the tractor.

After Tan Si and Fan Ha'er jumped into the truck bed and sat down, Li Dazhuang started the tractor.

"Brother Bei, are we going home?" Fan Ha'er asked, leaning over the edge of the truck bed.

"No."

Liu Bei shook his head, a slight smile playing on his lips, and looked towards the east.

"Go to the matchmaker Zhang Cuihua's house."

"Um?"

Fan Ha'er, Li Dazhuang, and Tan Si were all taken aback.

"Brother Bei, what are you doing at the matchmaker's house?"