After being reborn, the young master returned to his village and led his wife and daughters to prosp

The person who came was naturally Lin Fan.

Upon seeing Lin Fan appear, the surrounding discussions grew even louder and more intense.

"Isn't this the third son of the Lin family? I heard that the eldest daughter of the Lin family took the money and gave it to him. What's he doing here?"

"Five hundred yuan! What did this brat do with so much money?"

"I heard that his wife is sick and he needs money for treatment!"

"No wonder! I knew that although Lin's eldest daughter was a bit shrewish, she was reasonable. If it was money to save a life, it would make sense!"

……

Ignoring the murmurs in the crowd, Lin Fan squeezed into the courtyard, looked at his elder sister and brother-in-law, and smiled at them.

When Zhao Chunhua saw Lin Fan appear, she screamed again.

"Lin Fan, you dare to come here again? You'd better give back the money our second son owes you right now!"

When Lin Shuhan saw Lin Fan, she glared at him fiercely and said irritably, "What are you doing here?"

"Why aren't you at the hospital taking care of Shuying? What are you doing running around like this? You ungrateful wretch!"

Clearly, Lin Shuhan's impression of Lin Fan is still stuck in the previous jerk phase, so she doesn't want to give him a friendly look.

She gave money to treat her younger sister only because Lin Shuying was her biological sister, not because of that scoundrel Lin Fan.

Lin Fan scratched his head, grinned at Lin Shuhan without saying a word, and then turned to look at Zhao Chunhua.

"This is my home, why wouldn't I dare to come?"

Lin Fan glanced at Zhao Chunhua and said indifferently, "I will naturally pay back the money I owe my brother-in-law, but this doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?"

Zhao Chunhua sneered, "That money was meant to help us build our new house, how can it have nothing to do with us?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan chuckled, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a cloth bag.

When the cloth bag was opened, neatly stacked bright red hundred-yuan bills were found; upon closer inspection, there were more than ten of them.

Upon seeing this, the people around stared wide-eyed.

"Wow~ so much money? Goodness..."

"Where did this kid get so many hundred-yuan bills? Did his own father give them to him?"

"I heard that this kid's biological father is a rich man in the city and plans to bring him to the city to live a good life. Is that true?"

……

Lin Shuhan also saw the money in Lin Fan's hand. After a brief moment of shock, her expression turned ugly. She looked at Lin Fan with a sense of disappointment and helplessness, as if she had thought of something.

After taking out the money, Lin Fan counted out five bills, then wrapped the rest up again and put them in his pocket.

He walked straight up to his brother-in-law and elder sister, and said with a smile, "Sister, brother-in-law, this is the five hundred yuan you borrowed from me a couple of days ago. I'm returning it to you now."

"Brother-in-law, I've returned the money to you. How you spend it is up to you two. But don't blame me for being nosy as your brother-in-law."

“I heard from Mom and Dad that you originally planned to save this money for Xiuying’s schooling. I know my brother-in-law loves his daughter just as much as I do. You have to decide whether to give the money to your parents to build a new house or to give it to Xiuying for schooling!”

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao Chunhua stared at the five hundred yuan, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets!

They hadn't expected Lin Fan to actually come to repay the money, and moreover, the fact that this kid could actually produce so much money showed he was a quiet, unassuming tycoon.

So, Zhao Chunhua eagerly turned to her second son again and said, "Second son, didn't you just say you had no money? Now that you've paid it back, shouldn't you give it to your parents?"

"As for your good-for-nothing daughter, what's the point of her going to school? Why not save the money and lend it to your older brother? Your three nephews are all very smart, so study hard. Maybe one of our family members will become a college student someday!"

Hearing his mother's words, Zhang Weihao remained silent for a while.

Then he looked down at the five hundred yuan in his hand, hesitated for a moment, took out a bill, and slowly walked forward to hand it to his mother.

"Mom, Shuhan is right. I'll contribute whatever my third brother contributes."

“They are all your sons. Since they contribute one hundred, I will contribute one hundred too. Their money is useful, and the money I have is not going to sit idle at home and breed maggots. As for Xiuying’s schooling, she is my daughter, not a money-losing burden. I will definitely support her education and help her learn to read and write!”

Zhang Weihao's voice was still not loud, but this time his eyes were filled with determination.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chunhua was so angry that her hands were trembling.

"You...you, you, you ungrateful wretch! You're driving me crazy! You're driving me crazy!"

"You all, look at this! Our Zhang family is a disgrace to our ancestors! Zhang Fuqiang, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Zhang Fuqiang looked at his second son, his expression also somewhat unpleasant.

He glared at his wife and yelled, "Control? How am I supposed to control this? Are you telling me to go up and snatch it?"

"You think you're not ashamed enough? Fine, if you don't want to give it to me, then don't. I, Zhang Fuqiang, failed to raise this scoundrel properly."

"Don't call me 'Dad' anymore, I can't accept that!"

"Say it," Zhang Fuqiang said, his face darkening, and stormed off.

Zhao Chunhua glared resentfully at her second son, wanting to hurl a few curses, but the fiery gazes of the surrounding crowd made her face burn, and she couldn't bear to stay any longer.

So, all he could do was grumble and swear as he squeezed out of the crowd.

Zhang Weihao watched his parents' departing figures with a somewhat forlorn expression.

Lin Fan smiled sincerely, stepped forward, patted his brother-in-law on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Brother-in-law, don't be sad."

"You didn't do anything wrong. You know best how they've treated you since you were little!"

“All three of you have been making money over the years. How much you’ve brought home, how much your eldest brother and third brother have brought home—it’s all recorded. You haven’t wronged them; it’s just that they’ve been too biased!”

"So what if we don't acknowledge you as our son! You are my brother-in-law and a member of the Lin family. My parents are your parents too. It's better for our family to live a good life behind closed doors than anything else."

Liu Chunlian also stepped forward, looked at her son-in-law, and sighed, "Weihao, Xiaofan is right. As long as you can live with your conscience, that's enough."

“Every year during the Spring Festival you send thirty yuan home, but your eldest brother and third brother probably haven’t taken a single penny, right? There are many similar stories. You are a good boy. It is our blessing to be the son-in-law of the Lin family. Don’t be sad. From now on, our family will live a good life together!”

Looking at the Lin family members who were concerned about him, Zhang Weihao recalled the faces of his biological parents and felt a pang of sadness. He silently hummed in agreement.