Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

Three days later, Zhao Wenhao rushed back to Zhaojiayu, exhausted.

"Snapped!"

In front of Wei Chunlan, a brand new passbook was thrown onto the dining table.

For all these years, Wei Chunlan had never seen a passbook. Even at their wealthiest times, their family's savings never exceeded 300 yuan, so they naturally had no use for it.

"Hurry up and eat. You must be exhausted lately." Wei Chunlan ignored the passbook Zhao Wenhao was showing off. Instead, she picked up another piece of braised pork for her son. "You used to be so delicate and tender. Now you're much darker."

Zhao Wenhao took out his passbook specifically to cheer Wei Chunlan up, but he didn't expect her to turn a blind eye to it, which made him a little discouraged.

"Mom, please at least take a look at how much savings our family has now!" Zhao Wenhao was anxious and directly stuffed the passbook into Wei Chunlan's hands.

Wei Chunlan rubbed her son's head lovingly, and at the same time obediently took the passbook.

"So much, this is too much." Wei Chunlan looked at the numbers on the passbook, a little bit unbelievable, "Yuan, these all belong to our family?"

"hey-hey……"

Zhao Wenhao smiled happily, his plan having succeeded. He just wanted to see his mother's surprised expression.

"I've set aside the money that should be returned to the villagers, and I'll let each household come to collect it this afternoon. This yuan belongs entirely to our family, and it's our legally earned profit."

In fact, Zhao Wenhao had kept over 1000 yuan on himself for emergencies, but there was no need to tell Wei Chunlan about this amount of money.

"Wow, this herbal medicine business is so profitable!"

When this number appeared in front of Wei Chunlan, she finally felt that all her hard work these days seemed to have not been in vain.

More than 20,000, definitely a millionaire.

"Hurry up and keep it safe. Don't let your dad know." Wei Chunlan quickly stuffed the passbook back into Zhao Wenhao's hands. "That's good now. Don't worry about money anymore. Wenjing can also find a good family!"

Wei Chunlan's face was beaming with joy, a smile that couldn't be stopped. She had only just imagined her family could become a millionaire. This was something she had never dared to dream of, but now, in her son's hands, it had become a reality in just a few months.

Zhao Wenhao put the passbook into his pocket and explained, "The price of Bupleurum Root has risen sharply this time, and we made over 10,000 yuan from this single order. Add to that the profit from honeysuckle, and we made so much."

"Then we continue to collect tomorrow?" Wei Chunlan rubbed her hands together, still a little bit unbelievable.

"Yes, of course." Zhao Wenhao finished the last piece of braised pork in his bowl and burped contentedly. "But the price will go up a bit. I asked when I passed by the town today, and the purchase price at the town's purchasing point has also increased by one yuan."

Having already earned so much, Wei Chunlan finally stopped being stingy. She wasn't one to make decisions. She did whatever her son said. She didn't care about anything else.

"Mom, I've made up my mind. Next spring, we'll tear down this old house and rebuild it. I'll go talk to the secretary of the Yuanchao branch and give him a heads-up. Since this house has quite a bit of space, we might as well build three rooms."

"The main house will be for you and your younger sister, and the east wing will be for my older sister and me. Separate one room from the west wing for a kitchen, and the others for utility rooms. Then build a pigpen or chicken coop behind the house, and we'll be all set!"

Zhao Wenhao had already had ideas about his own living conditions.

You know, up to this point, there were only four rooms in the house: one was the main room, another was used as a stove and pigpen, and the remaining room was shared by the three siblings.

Zhao Wenjing is already 21 years old, and Zhao Wenhao is 19 years old. They still live in the same room, which is always a lot of inconvenience.

A good cook cannot cook without rice. The family was extremely poor before and had a lot of foreign debts, so it was naturally impossible to rebuild the house.

But now it's different. After more than two months of hard work, the financial problem has finally been solved. He certainly hopes to provide himself and his family with comfortable living conditions.

"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say." Wei Chunlan was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. "When your father comes back, you can discuss it with him and ask him to help with the arrangements. But there's no rush, it won't be until the beginning of next spring anyway."

"Discuss with him? What help can he offer? It would be a blessing if he doesn't cause me trouble!" Zhao Wenhao curled his lips with some disdain.

From the beginning to the end, he really didn't regard Zhao Aiguo as his father. If it weren't for this blood relationship, he really wouldn't bother to care about him.

Wei Chunlan could certainly see what her son was thinking, but she didn't want to say anything. She knew very well how outrageous her husband's actions had been over the years, and how he had made almost no contribution to the family.

But, no matter what, Zhao Aiguo is still her husband and the father of her three children. No matter what others do, she will never let go.

"Mom, I'll clean up here. You go and notify each household and ask them to come over to pay."

Zhao Wenhao didn't discuss Zhao Aiguo's situation with Wei Chunlan again. It was pointless to talk about it anyway. Her mother was such a stubborn person, there was no way she would change.

It was already past two in the afternoon, and Zhao Wenhao was thinking about settling the payments for the goods as soon as possible. Although there had been precedents before, it would be strange for each household to say they were not worried after so many years without receiving payment.

Besides, he had just come back from outside and many people had seen him. I guess they were all thinking of coming over to ask about this matter.

In that case, why not take the initiative and pay all the money yourself, and you can also gain a good reputation as a man of your word.

"Oh, I heard our eldest nephew is back? Sister-in-law, are you getting ready to go out?"

Zhao Wenhao was just about to wash his face when he heard a woman's voice coming from the gate of the courtyard. He went out and saw that it was his second aunt Zhou Li.

"Second Aunt, what's the matter?"

Although Zhao Wenhao knew the purpose of Zhou Li's visit, he did not expose her, but cooperated and asked casually.

Despite his prejudice against Zhao Aiguo, his second uncle Zhao Aimin was very kind to the family. When they were in the most difficult time, he not only sent them food but also was willing to use the family's limited money to help them. This was something not everyone could do.

Therefore, even though Zhao Wenhao knew that Zhou Li was a person who despised the poor and loved the rich, and was petty and narrow-minded, he never deliberately targeted her. He even took the initiative to give her various benefits.

Even though he knew that there was something fishy going on when Zhou Li delivered the medicinal herbs, he didn't care about it.

"Oh, what else can I do?" Zhou Li forced a smile as hard as she could, stepped forward and took Zhao Wenhao's hand. "I heard you were back, so I thought our nephew must have been working hard lately, so I brought you some food."

After saying that, he actually took out a paper bag from the package in his hand, which contained some jerky.

"Look, this is what my family brought me when they came to visit me a few days ago. I couldn't bear to eat it, so I brought it specially for you. Come on, try it and see how it tastes!"

After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Wenhao to reply, he picked up one of the pieces and stuffed it into Zhao Wenhao's mouth.