Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

The baby in Wang Guixiang's belly was still making a fuss, so she didn't get up to see Chen Yongqiang off. She just leaned against the headboard and watched him leave.

Chen Yongqiang drove the tractor and first delivered the tools that Zhao Fugen had asked for back.

"Uncle Zhao, are these the ones you'd like?"

Zhao Fugen reached out and took it: "Yes, yes, these are the only things! You're so efficient."

"Call me if you need anything. I'm going to the brick kiln at the village entrance to pick up the bricks I ordered," Chen Yongqiang said, turning around to get back to work.

Building a house is hard work, and every step requires manpower.

Fortunately, Chen Yongqiang was willing to spend money, paid wages generously, and provided good meals, with meat and steamed buns at every meal.

Many able-bodied men in the village who were not currently employed were willing to come and help, making the construction site always bustling with activity.

Zhao Fugen led a few experienced workers to handle the technical tasks, while the younger generation assisted by carrying bricks, transporting materials, and mixing mud.

Although it was tiring, everyone's face was full of energy. The host was generous, and it was a pleasure to do the work.

With everyone's combined efforts, the new house is changing every day at a visible speed.

The red brick walls grew higher and higher, their outlines becoming clearer, revealing the spacious layout of the five large tile-roofed houses.

When the elderly villagers passed by and saw him, they couldn't help but stop and exclaim, "Yongqiang, that young man, he's really capable!"

While eating dinner in the workers' shed that evening, two young men came up to Chen Yongqiang.

A little embarrassed, I asked to borrow some of my wages first, as my family urgently needed them.

After Chen Yongqiang found out the reason, he readily agreed to settle their wages for the month on the spot.

"Uncle Qin Shan, you keep track of their work every day, right?" He turned to ask Qin Shan, who was helping with the bookkeeping.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll get the workbook right away." Qin Shan quickly replied and turned to get the small notebook for recording work points.

"Xiulian, go inside and get some money." Chen Yongqiang usually entrusted some of his earnings to Lin Xiulian for safekeeping.

Firstly, I wanted to reassure her that the family was well-off.

Secondly, it was also intentional to let her handle more money.

Chen Yongqiang's business will only grow bigger in the future, and Xiulian needs to learn how to manage it gradually.

Qin Shan meticulously recorded the work points. Each laborer was supposed to earn 80 cents a day, but Chen Yongqiang raised it to one dollar.

If you work a full month, you can earn around thirty yuan, which is a real income these days.

After Chen Yongqiang had Lin Xiulian distribute all the wages to them, he specifically reminded her of something:

"Once we get our wages, we'll think carefully about how to spend them, and use the money to help our families. Especially with Liu Qiaozhu, if I find out anyone is gambling with him, they don't need to come to this construction site anymore."

Zhao Fugen, who was eating nearby, also put down his chopsticks and joined in the scolding:

"That Liu Qiaozhu, ever since he divorced Guixiang, he hasn't done any proper work and just gambles all day! He's ruined his good skills. You young people, don't follow his good-for-nothing example!"

The young men nodded repeatedly, taking their newly received wages with them, and all remembered what he had said.

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Chen Yongqiang's mission as the mountain god was to lead some of his fellow villagers to get rich first.

But if you get into a gambling habit, you'll squander all your wealth, and then what's the point of talking about being rich?

After the young men left, Chen Yongqiang asked Qin Shan if he wanted to settle his wages as well.

Qin Shan waved his hand: "I don't have any expenses lately, so I'll keep the wages with you for now. I also need to save money to build a house, and hopefully this year, Liping and the others can live in an adobe house."

His family still lives in a thatched hut. Right now, apart from Liu Jifen, who is pregnant and unable to move around, Qin Shan and his two daughters are all helping out at the construction site.

Once Chen Yongqiang's five large brick houses are finished, Qin Shan estimates that he will have saved up enough money to build his own adobe house.

Qin Shan then remembered something else: "Yongqiang, it's already March. Aren't you going to plant apples on that hillside you contracted?"

"Have you secured any saplings yet? The best time to plant them is in April or May."

"The saplings are settled, they've been prepared for a while. Once things are a bit busier with the house, I'll bring a batch back." Chen Yongqiang had actually already cultivated enough high-quality apple saplings in his space.

Hearing this, Qin Shan was relieved: "That's good. Planting trees is a big deal; it's better to start early than late."

Chen Yongqiang was discussing the apple orchard and house construction plans with Qin Shan.

At the other end of the village, in Liu Qiaozhu's dilapidated courtyard, the sounds of gambling, shouting and yelling, mingled with the wild laughter of those who won and the curses of those who lost.

Sun Jianlin had a run of bad luck tonight and lost quite a bit again. Furious, he slammed his cards down and yelled, "Damn it, my luck's too bad today, I'm not playing anymore!"

"Want me to lend you some more to try and win back your losses?" Liu Qiaozhu asked casually, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Sun Jianlin was about to nod, but then he thought about it again. He already owed Liu Qiaozhu several hundred yuan. It was easy to borrow that money, but it would be very expensive to pay it back.

"No, I won't lend it to you. I'm really not coming today."

Sun Jianlin got up to leave, and Liu Qiaozhu, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, followed him out. At the courtyard gate, he called out to him, "Jianlin, when are you going to pay me back the money you owe me?"

"Brother Liu, didn't you say before... that I could pay you back when I had more money?" Sun Jianlin was still unaware that he had been tricked.

Liu Qiaozhu exhaled a smoke ring, a forced smile on his face: "That was before. I'm a bit short on cash lately, so you should at least give me a straight answer, right? Or... bring one of your sheep over here."

Sun Jianlin looked troubled: "Those sheep were raised by my father, I can't make that decision."

Liu the pig threw his cigarette butt to the ground: "All this fuss and delaying, are you trying to avoid paying me back?!"

Sun Jianlin was intimidated by his fierce gaze and was speechless for a moment.

"I'll give you three days. Either pay back the money or take the sheep. Otherwise, you know the consequences." After saying this, Liu the pig castrator turned and went back into the smoky house.

Sun Jianlin suddenly thought of Chen Yongqiang, who was building a house in full swing.

"Yes, go help Yongqiang! If we work there for a while, we can save up some money to plug this hole."

When he arrived at the work shed, Chen Yongqiang had already gone back to his thatched hut to rest, and the sound of a television could be faintly heard from inside.

Sun Jianlin hesitated at the door for a while, but didn't dare to knock. In the end, he turned around and left dejectedly.

When Sun Jianlin arrived at the construction site early the next morning, Chen Yongqiang had already driven his tractor to town.

He has an important deal to do today.

When they arrived at the small courtyard where Wang Guixiang was renting, it was still early, and the time they had agreed to meet with Zheng Dequan had not yet arrived.

When Wang Guixiang's daughter saw Chen Yongqiang, she immediately ran over excitedly, tugging at his clothes and shouting, "Godfather! Take me out for a ride on the tractor!"

Chen Yongqiang smiled and patted her head: "When your godfather is done with his business, he'll take you out to play again when he has time, okay?"

Although the little girl was a little disappointed, she still nodded sensibly.