1990, Reborn as a Beachcomber, From Rascal to Brilliant Guy

At this moment, Lin Shuisheng and Lin Chaosheng were squatting on the roof together. Under Lin Yaogui's guidance, they reinforced the tiles and ridge with cement mortar, and placed a row of tile-pressing stones on the windward slope. They also had to clean the eaves and courtyard drains to prevent the rain from washing away the roof panels.

Sweat dripped incessantly from the two brothers' foreheads, forcing them to wipe it off frequently with the towels around their necks to prevent it from getting into their eyes.

You don't know until you try it, and when you do, you're really shocked.

No wonder their roof tiles were blown off in their past life!

It turns out that many of the tiles were loose, and even the roof ridge had some cracks, so it had to be repaired properly.

By the time Lin Wenbin rushed over, they had only finished a small part of it.

"What are you doing here?"

Lin Shuisheng climbed off the roof and looked at Lin Wenbin with a displeased expression.

"Um, let's talk in private for a moment!"

Lin Wenbin glanced at Lin Yaogui, who looked curious, and pulled Lin Shuisheng directly into the alley next to the house.

"Get to the point, don't try to pull me through this."

Lin Shuisheng shook off Lin Wenbin's hand and said somewhat irritably.

"Alright, then I'll get straight to the point. We were too impulsive before and let you down. I apologize. Can we forget about the bet?"

Lin Wenbin's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Lin Shuisheng with a sincere expression.

"What kind of joke are you talking about? I wagered 100,000 yuan, and now you're giving me a flimsy apology and trying to cancel the bet? On what grounds? Because you think you're so great?"

Lin Shuisheng glared at Lin Wenbin as if he were looking at a complete idiot.

"I..."

Upon hearing Lin Shuisheng's words, Lin Wenbin's face immediately turned red with anger.

In fact, he knew he had been too naive. He just wanted to try and see if he could save that 10,000 yuan.

The result was obvious: Lin Shuisheng gave him absolutely no chance to steal a chicken.

Seeing that Lin Shuisheng was about to turn and leave, he quickly reached out to stop him, took out the ten thousand yuan from his pocket, and handed it over.

"Okay, I'll give you back the ten thousand yuan now, and we'll call it even. What do you say?"

"Hey! Are you alright? The typhoon hasn't even hit us yet, and you're already giving up? That's not like you!"

When Lin Shuisheng saw the stack of hundred-yuan bills, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Based on his understanding of Lin Wenbin, this kid was extremely arrogant, so why did he bow down to him so quickly?

Could it be... that Uncle Dong found out that a typhoon is coming?

Soon, Lin Shuisheng thought of the most likely reason, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes as he looked at Lin Wenbin.

"Never mind if I'm alright, the ten thousand yuan is right here. So tell me, can this bet be canceled or not?"

Lin Wenbin waved his hand and asked again, somewhat annoyed.

"No!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Shuisheng immediately shook his head and refused:

"This bet is written clearly in black and white. If I lose, I will have to pay you 100,000 yuan. If you lose, you will not only have to pay me 10,000 yuan, but you will also owe me your life."

"You think it's possible to buy back your lives with just ten thousand yuan?"

"Ah Shui, now that things have come to this, I'm not in the mood for jokes. This is all my dad's decision, so you'd better think it over carefully."

Lin Wenbin's face darkened, and his voice turned cold.

"Are you trying to use your father to pressure me?"

Lin Shuisheng's eyes narrowed, and he slowly stepped forward, bringing his face close to Lin Wenbin's eyes.

"I...I didn't mean that!"

Lin Wenbin's heart tightened, he swallowed hard, and then shook his head.

"I just feel that we are all uncles and brothers from the same household, and there is no need to make things too ugly."

"When you brought so many people to our door this morning, didn't you think things would get ugly?"

Lin Shuisheng poked Lin Wenbin's chest with his finger, his expression gradually turning cold.

"I admit I was too impulsive back then, and I apologize to you."

Lin Wenbin's breath hitched slightly, and his face turned somewhat pale.

"If you have any other conditions, you can tell me now. As long as it's within my power, I will definitely do it for you."

"Sure!"

Lin Shuisheng's gaze froze slightly for a moment, then he smiled and nodded.

"Just as I was about to separate from the family and live on my own, there is a dilapidated house left by an old landlord at the foot of Songshan Mountain in the southwest of our village, on the border with Xi'an Village. You know that?"

"I've got my eye on that plot of land for building houses. If you can help me get it approved, then we can call off the bet."

"No, that house has been abandoned for more than ten years. The roof is gone, and all that's left are some dilapidated walls. What do you want it for?"

Lin Wenbin's eyes widened, and he stared at Lin Shuisheng with a look of utter astonishment.

"Even if you want to get a larger plot of land to build a house, you don't need to choose such a remote location, do you? That place is at least a kilometer away from here, and besides, we don't even know if the foundation for that house is still usable..."

"Don't worry about all that. I've already stated my conditions. Just tell me if you can do it?"

Lin Shuisheng waved his hand, interrupting Lin Wenbin with an impatient look on his face.

"Yes, it can be done! Of course it can be done!"

Lin Wenbin was stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly.

As is well known, that house was once used as a residence for educated youth sent to the countryside. It was always registered under the name of the village committee and had been abandoned since 78. Now it is in a state of disrepair, with no roof left and only some ruins.

This also means that in their village, the wealthy find it troublesome and remote, and never consider it, while the poor have no reason to choose such a large place.

If Lin Shuisheng hadn't mentioned it to him, he would have almost forgotten about this large mansion built by the old landlord.

"Since it can be done, then hurry up and do it! The bet will be cancelled the moment you get the paperwork done."

Lin Shuisheng was secretly pleased, but then calmly urged him on.

While others might not know, he was certain that the ring road would be under full-scale construction starting next year.

The house is right in front of the island's ring road, which runs through the area. Below the ring road is the beach and the sea, and you can see the most beautiful sunrise from the front yard.

He remembered that in his previous life, after the news spread, that large mansion with three courtyards and three halls, covering more than 600 square meters, immediately became a hot commodity.

Before anyone could even get their hands on a house, Songshan, where it was located, was incorporated into a tourism ecological protection zone by a planning document. No more land could be approved for construction, and no rebuilding on the original site was allowed. In the end, the village only received a small amount of negligible land expropriation compensation.

Now that he has the chance, he naturally wants to get his hands on the house.

Wouldn't it be wonderful to be neighbors with the resort, separated only by a provincial highway?