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

As dusk fell, at Zhang Weihao's home in Qingshui Village.

Zhao Chunhua and Zhang Fuqiang, feeling their way in the dark, unlocked the tightly locked door and, seeing that no one was around, stealthily went inside.

"Honey, isn't what we're doing a bit inappropriate?"

Once inside, Zhao Chunhua pulled Zhang Fuqiang straight to the main house.

A hint of hesitation appeared on Zhang Fuqiang's old face. He tugged at his wife's sleeve and spoke softly.

Zhao Chunhua turned her head and glared at him, muttering, "Not suitable? How is it not suitable?"

"Your son doesn't even treat you like his own father anymore; he ran off with that vixen from the Lin family."

"Look at him, he doesn't even come home anymore. He's probably been staying at the Lin family's old house these days. I don't think we'll get that five hundred yuan back. I guess the second son won't send money home anymore either. You've raised your son for ten or twenty years, and it's all been for nothing. Are you really willing to just let it go like this?"

Just thinking about this makes Zhao Chunhua furious.

After this falling out, not only will they not get the 500 yuan for the new house repairs, but their third son, who used to send money to the elderly couple every year, will probably stop giving them money.

I've raised a thankless wretch over the past twenty years.

He doesn't care about his own parents, but instead acts more like family with the Lin family. Is that reasonable?

She just couldn't swallow this insult and was determined to find a way to get revenge.

"Sigh... Didn't they say that the Lin family's youngest daughter is sick and can't get out of bed? The second son's wife has to go back to take care of her!"

"The second son's wife went to take care of him, and the second son is all alone at home. Who will cook for him? How will he take care of Xiuying? That's why he hasn't come back to live here yet, right?"

Zhang Fuqiang offered an explanation on behalf of his son.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chunhua snorted coldly.

"Why are you being so fussy? Are you even a man?"

"Your own son has been seduced by a vixen, and you're still here talking to him? Neither of you two is any good. If you're not going to move, then go back home. I'll move myself!"

“We paid for all these things back then. Since he doesn’t recognize us as his parents anymore, we’ll take them back and sell them. We can get a lot of money from them. We need to find a way to raise money to build a new house, right? You can’t keep living at the eldest son’s house forever!”

Hearing his wife's words, Zhao Chunhua sighed helplessly and nodded, "Okay, okay, don't get angry, let's move, let's move now!"

……

At the same time, at the Lin family's old residence.

Lin Fan carried the freshly brewed medicine with ginseng to the room where Lin Shuying lived.

Qiao'er, Xiuying, Lin Shuying, and Lin Shuhan were all in the room.

Lin Shuying leaned against the wall, holding a needle and thread, sewing clothes.

Lin Shuhan would take a rag and wipe the tables, chairs, and benches in the room to clean up.

The two girls each held a rubber band and were haphazardly braiding each other's hair, having a great time.

"Xiao Fan, deliver the medicine to Shu Ying."

Seeing Lin Fan come in, Lin Shuhan greeted him with a smile.

Lin Fan nodded to her, then carried the medicine bowl to the bedside.

"Here's today's medicine. Come and drink it; it'll taste even worse if it gets cold."

Lin Shuying put down her needlework, took the medicine bowl, picked up the small porcelain spoon, and sipped the medicine.

These medicines are actually mainly made from nourishing ingredients, so they are more like medicinal cuisine and not that bitter. In fact, Lin Shuying drank them with great relish.

Seeing Lin Fan standing to the side, watching longingly, Lin Shuhan teased, "Xiao Fan, why aren't you feeding Shuying today? Is it because your older sister is here that you two are too shy?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan and Lin Shuying exchanged a glance and instinctively looked away, somewhat embarrassed.

Lin Shuying didn't speak, but kept her head down and continued drinking her medicine, though her cheeks were a little red.

Lin Fan coughed lightly and laughed, "Big sister, please don't make fun of me."

"I'm not making fun of you. Seeing how happy you two are now, I'm relieved."

"You know, when Shuying was clamoring to marry you, I was strongly against it. After all, Xiaofan, you're so handsome. If you had even the slightest bit of a restless heart, Shuying would be bullied and wronged after we got married!"

Lin Fan was stunned when he heard his older sister's words.

Lin Shuying hurriedly said, "Sister, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Seeing that the two of them looked a little off, Lin Shuying blinked in confusion.

"What's wrong, Shuying? Judging from your expression, doesn't Xiaofan know about this?"

Lin Fan took a deep breath and looked at his eldest sister, asking, "Elder sister, wasn't it Shuying who asked to marry me? Wasn't it arranged by Mom and Dad?"

Lin Fan's voice carried a hint of uncertainty and confusion.

He always believed that his marriage to Lin Shuying was arranged by his adoptive parents.

Lin Shuying was different from Lin Shuhan from a young age; she was a typical obedient girl.

Lin Fan never refused his parents' arrangements, so he assumed that Lin Shuying definitely had no feelings for him.

Even if there is any, it might just be the sister's affection for her brother.

After all, the two of them grew up together since childhood, and could be described as childhood sweethearts.

However, in their daily interactions, Lin Shuying is rather quiet, while Lin Fan, who was already six or seven years old when he was abandoned by his biological parents, has clear memories, so the thing he does most in this new family is to daydream.

Despite living under the same roof, the two were not as close as one might imagine, and could even be said to have rarely truly understood each other.

As Lin Fan grew older and gained the ability to live independently, he became increasingly distant from his family, and the two of them grew more and more estranged.

After getting married, Lin Fan completely broke away from the family. His relationship with Lin Shuying was no longer that of strangers, but rather one of deliberate estrangement and indifference.

He had never imagined that his adoptive parents' decision to marry Lin Shuying to him was not their own idea, but rather Lin Shuying's own initiative.

"Yeah, you didn't even know about this?"

Lin Shuhan looked at Lin Fan with some surprise.

Lin Fan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Yes, even though they are such close family members, I ignored this kind of thing and never cared about it. How terrible I was before!

"Big sister, please stop talking!"

Lin Shuying couldn't sit still any longer. She looked at her older sister with a reproachful expression and spoke with a hint of helplessness.

Seeing this, Lin Shuhan smiled and nodded: "Okay, I won't say anything more. You two can discuss this yourselves."

However, Lin Fan's curiosity was piqued, and he wanted to know what was going on.

So he looked at Lin Shuhan and said seriously, "Big sister, please tell me. Shuying is shy. If you don't tell me, I'll have to ask Mom and Dad, which is too much trouble for them."