Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

He did not carry the two canvas bags with him, but placed them in an abandoned house at the entrance of the village before entering. The reason why it seemed so familiar was that this group of houses was his original home.

He walked around the house with a fully automatic rifle on his back. Well, this house carried all the happiness of his youth and childhood. From the day he received the bad news about his father, he no longer had any happiness.

Shen Maolin walked out of the house and couldn't help but turned back, knelt down and kowtowed twice. Today he must find Lin Miao to ask clearly. The two grew up together, they were childhood sweethearts, why did she change her heart?

If he didn't ask this question clearly, he wouldn't be able to sleep well. Shen Maolin made up his mind and tiptoed towards the clan leader's house. The clan leader lived in a century-old house made of stone and covered with green tiles. It was so old that moss grew everywhere, especially after it rained, so it was slippery every time he walked.

He was also very familiar with the clan leader's home, because it was right next to the ancestral hall. Every year, Shen Maolin would come to the clan leader's home to worship his ancestors. He touched the window of the clan leader and his wife, originally wanting to see if the two were asleep.

Someone was talking quietly in the room, but he didn't pay attention. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a name, which made him stop in his tracks and listen carefully.

"The commune held a meeting. They said that in response to the country's call, educated youth should go to the countryside. We, the Shen family, are going to send three people, two men and one woman. They said they want to arrange food and accommodation. Food is easy to deal with, but what about accommodation?"

"Old man, why don't we let them live in that dead guy Shen Wenyang's house? We've been looking for it for so many years and haven't found anything. We might as well make use of the waste."

Shen Maolin was very familiar with the clan leader's voice. It was clan leader Shen Qinghe talking to his wife about his family affairs. Shen Wenyang was his father. Shen Maolin stopped and listened carefully.

"Old woman, where do you think Shen Laoer's gold is hidden? Back then, Asi Wangcai and I captured Shen Laoer. No matter how we beat and tortured him, he just wouldn't tell us. He would rather die than give up his wealth.

If I hadn't been more cautious and asked him to write an IOU stating that the family's fertile land would be used as public land, I wouldn't have gained anything from this operation."

"Old man, do you think it's possible that Mr. Shen doesn't have that much gold? Did you hear it wrong back then?"

"That's impossible. I heard it clearly. Before Shen Lao Er's father died, he left him 800 taels of gold. There's no doubt about that."

"Then he always goes out to do business. Does he lose money?"

"Compensation? Mr. Shen is so smart, how could he lose money in business? Of course he did, but I don't know where he hid the gold..."

When Shen Maolin heard this, he felt his blood rushing up. He never thought that his father was murdered by the clan leader and his men for money. From what the clan leader said, it was him, Uncle Asi and Uncle Wangcai who did it.

Shen Maolin's hands were shaking. He tried to calm himself down and wanted to hear what the clan leader and his wife had to say. Unexpectedly, the more he listened, the more explosive it became.

"I originally thought his wife should know, but she's just like Shen Lao Er, she's more concerned about money than life. I pushed her head under water, and she didn't say anything. It's really like family, they stick together."

"Old man, I told you back then that you pushed them too hard. They knew they were going to die, so why would they say anything? It would be better for them to grit their teeth and endure it, and leave the gold to their son!"

"At that time, I always thought that you were a woman with long hair and short knowledge, but now I always regret not listening to you."

"If I had known the outcome, I wouldn't have done this sinful thing. Well, if he's killed, it's not a loss for us. We've harvested so much food over the years, and we even got a wife for free."

"Do you think A Miao knows that we are the ones who killed Mr. Shen and his wife?"

The patriarch's wife sneered when she heard this, and the sound sounded like the cry of a crow.

"How could she not know? Don't forget who lured Shen Lao Er's wife to the pond? This woman always pretends to be weak and delicate, but in fact she is good at seducing men. She is not a good person."

The patriarch was getting a little impatient.

"You're jealous again. Didn't I sleep with her because my son was no longer able to do what he wanted? Back then, that little bastard kicked Huairu into a cripple. To continue our family's lineage, I reluctantly slept with her. Otherwise, how could we have Ayi?"

"You're committing a sin. Look at that woman you slept with. Has your son ever said a word to you in these three years? He hates you, he hates me too. It's truly a sin."

"I don't care whether he hates me or not. For the sake of our clan leader's lineage, I'd rather die than just sleep with a woman."

"You, we've been married for so many years, and I still don't understand you? From the day we got married, you've been staring at that woman's waist. I knew what you were thinking at the time, I just didn't say it."

"Alright, alright, alright, let's go to sleep. Let's not talk about these old things anymore, let's not talk about them anymore..."

Shen Maolin, who was eavesdropping outside the window, was struck by lightning. He stood there blankly. When he heard the clan leader say that he would not mention it, he gnashed his teeth in hatred. You said you would not mention it and then you would not mention it? This is not up to you...

He got so excited that the butt of the gun he was carrying hit the window. The clan leader and his wife immediately sat up in shock. They could never imagine that there was someone still awake at this late hour listening to their calls.

"Who? Who's outside?"

The patriarch's voice sounded a little trembling.

Shen Maolin laughed sinisterly, opened the window and jumped in. The team leader and his wife were so frightened that just as they were about to scream, the black muzzle of the gun was already pointed at them.

"Uncle, how are you? I never thought you, who usually looks like a gentleman, would secretly kill my parents for money? And you took my wife away too. You deserve to die... your whole family deserves to die!"

The clan leader and his wife were so frightened that they couldn't speak. They never expected that their late-night conversation would be a death warrant. This was truly retribution.

They had no time to regret, Shen Maolin had already pulled the trigger, the crisp sound of gunfire echoed far away in the darkness, and in the blink of an eye, the clan leader and his wife were riddled with bullet holes. They opened their eyes wide and fell face down on the bed like two pieces of rotten wood.

This guy is usually only three points brave. If he has a knife in his hand, he will be five points brave. If he changes the knife into a gun, he will be ten points brave. With a gun in his hand, he will become red-eyed once he sees bloody people.

Shen Maolin gnashed his teeth and shouted,

"Bitch! Die! You bitch, you ungrateful bastard! I'd rather have a dog than you!"

He kicked open Shen Huairu's door. Shen Huairu just heard the gunshot and got out of bed, draped in his clothes, wanting to see what was going on. He was met with a black muzzle of a gun...