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

"By the way, this approval certificate is valid for one year. Be careful, or you might not be able to get the certificate if the house isn't built by then and you end up blaming me for being unfair."

Seeing that Lin Shuisheng remained silent for a long time, Lin Wenbin suddenly thought of something and hurriedly reminded him.

"It's alright. Once the house is built, you must come and have a drink at our wedding."

Lin Shuisheng waved his hand and chuckled as he politely said something.

"Let's talk about that after you've finished building the house! Now, give me the bet."

Lin Wenbin rolled his eyes and reached out his hand somewhat irritably.

"What's your rush? You need to give me a written agreement for this receipt and the ten thousand yuan from before."

Lin Shuisheng reached out to block him, left a sentence, and turned to go into the house.

Before long, he came out with paper, pen and ink, and asked Lin Wenbin to write down an IOU for giving him 12000 yuan free of charge, to avoid any disputes later.

"Ah Shui, you really have changed a lot!"

Lin Wenbin handed the completed document back to Lin Shuisheng, his expression somewhat complicated.

Not long ago, Lin Shuisheng was a boastful charlatan that everyone dared to laugh at. How did he suddenly become so amazing?

"Hey, what's so strange about that? People change all the time!"

Lin Shuisheng took the document, glanced at it, and waved his hand dismissively.

Then, without waiting for Lin Wenbin to urge him, he readily took out the betting agreement.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Lin Wenbin carefully reviewed the bet agreement and found no problems. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then hurriedly left with a single sentence before turning and running away.

"Oh!"

Seeing Lin Wenbin running so fast, Lin Shuisheng couldn't help but find it amusing.

He knew that Lin Wenbin was in a hurry to go back and gather the crew to announce the good news that the bet was null and void, in order to win people's hearts.

However, Lin Wenbin may have forgotten that he himself was the one who started this whole thing.

Therefore, the crew members will most likely just take it for granted and won't be grateful to him.

Hopefully he won't be disappointed!

Lin Shuisheng glanced at the note in his hand, which was a gift without compensation, turned around and went back to his room. He put away the approval letter, receipt and note, then took out the 10,000 yuan he had received that morning from the wardrobe. He said goodbye to Ye Wanqing and Lin Chaosheng and then quickly left the house.

Since the bet is over, it's best to deal with this 10,000 yuan as soon as possible to prevent anyone from having any ulterior motives.

Soon, he arrived at a slightly dilapidated stone-tiled house not far from the Tianhou Temple at the village entrance, and called out to the house.

"Cousin!"

"Hey, who is it?"

"It's me, Ah Shui!"

"Oh! It's you! What brings you here at this time of year?"

Lin Yaotang, carrying a fire poker, walked to the front door and looked at Lin Shuisheng with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Lin Shuisheng smiled slightly and directly stated his purpose.

As he spoke, his gaze fell on a burly man who followed Lin Yaotang out.

"Brother Ming, have you eaten?"

"Not yet!"

Lin Xiangming shook his head, grinned at Lin Shuisheng, and revealed a simple, honest smile.

"Hey, Ah Shui, did you come here to hang out with me?"

"Yes! I've come here because I need your help with something."

Lin Shuisheng looked at Lin Xiangming's silly expression, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he nodded gently.

He remembered that in his past life, his grandmother fell on the mountain, and it was this somewhat dim-witted fool in front of him who ran to their house to call for help, preventing his grandmother from being roasted to death by the sun.

He hadn't had a chance to repay this kindness in his previous life. The other person had secretly gone to Dongjiao Bay to dig sandworms to nourish Lin Yaotang because Lin Yaotang was sick. However, he didn't pay attention to the tide and was accidentally swept into the sea by the waves and drowned.

"Really? Can I have an ice cream after I finish my work?"

Lin Xiangming's eyes lit up. He took a step closer to Lin Shuisheng, bent down, supported himself on his knees, and looked at him expectantly.

"Ah Ming, don't be silly. Ah Shui came here to talk to me about serious matters."

When Lin Yaotang saw that his silly son had taken Lin Shuisheng's joke seriously, he quickly reached out and pulled him up.

"I'm not messing around, Ah Shui said he wanted me to help him with some things!"

Lin Xiangming shook his head, standing there stubbornly, refusing to leave no matter how Lin Yaotang tried to pull him away.

"Are you being disobedient? Do you want me to hit you?"

Lin Yaotang's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily.

Hearing his words, Lin Xiangming lowered his head and remained silent, without moving his feet.

"You...you've really gone too far."

Upon seeing this, Lin Yaotang couldn't help but look around.

However, before he could find a stick, Lin Shuisheng grabbed his arm.

"Hey, Uncle, let's talk this out, don't resort to violence!"

"Ugh!"

Lin Yaotang glanced at his mentally challenged son, then at the handsome Lin Shuisheng, shook his head, and sighed deeply.

"Alright, hurry up and explain the donation matter clearly. I need to rush to harvest the crops and cook for this weather!"

Actually, Lin Shuisheng's offer to donate to the Goddess Mazu didn't surprise him at all.

Several days ago, he had already heard that Lin Shuisheng had discovered Zi Mu Niang's breech presentation in advance because Mazu had appeared to him in a dream, and had sent her to the county hospital to give birth.

Since they have received divine favor, they must come to him, the temple keeper, to donate some money to the Goddess Mazu.

He just didn't expect Lin Shuisheng to come so soon. He originally thought Lin Shuisheng would wait until the baby was a month old before holding the ceremony!

"Well, here's the thing..."

Seeing that Lin Yaotang wasn't in a good mood, Lin Shuisheng didn't keep him in suspense and directly recounted the bet Lin Yaotang had made with Lin Wenbin and the others. Then he took out the ten thousand yuan.

"This money was obtained because of Mazu, so please accept it on her behalf."

"No, you really donated all that money?"

Lin Yaotang stared wide-eyed at the thick stack of hundred-yuan bills.

"That's right, they were all donated."

Lin Shuisheng nodded and stuffed all the money into Lin Yaotang's hand.

"This...this...this..."

Lin Yaotang held the money in both hands, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Although this money was obtained through a bet between Lin Shuisheng and Lin Wenbin, it would be understandable if it were all donated, but isn't this a bit too much?

To put it bluntly, this is the first time he has received tens of thousands of dollars in donations from a temple he has served as a temple keeper at the Tianhou Temple for more than ten years!

"By the way, I'll need to ask you to provide a public disclosure of how this money will be spent for Mazu."

Lin Shuisheng gently patted Lin Yaotang's hand and added a sentence with a serious expression.

"Of course this needs to be made public."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yaotang immediately nodded with a serious expression.

Keep in mind, this is a full ten thousand yuan, equivalent to two or three years' wages for an average worker.

If the information is not made public in a timely manner, he cannot bear the responsibility of embezzling charitable funds.

After saying that, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly added a guarantee:

"Don't worry, I'll have someone engrave your name on the merit list."