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

At the small square at the entrance of Qingshui Village.

Wang Dahu cried his heart out, covered his backside, and ran away as fast as he could.

Behind him, a somewhat plump middle-aged woman, holding a broom, chased after him, panting and cursing as she did so.

"You little brat, stop right there! Of all the things you've learned, you've even learned to steal money!"

"Stop right there, or I'll beat you to death!"

"Wang Dahu, if you run away again, don't even think about coming back into this house. If you dare to come in, I'll skin you alive!"

"You little brat, you've really gone too far! Ugh, I'm exhausted!"

The mother and son ran and chased, both panting and sweating profusely, but neither was willing to stop.

Some villagers passing by would make a few jokes when they saw this, but they didn't take it seriously.

These days, if a kid misbehaves, stripping them naked and giving them a beating with a mop handle is considered mild; it's really nothing new.

"Aunt Wang, what happened to Brother Da Hu? Why did you beat him up?"

As they ran, the two bumped into Xiuying, who had just come out of the village store, holding a lollipop and happily sucking on it.

Perhaps she was too exhausted to run any further, Aunt Wang plopped down on a nearby haystack, panting heavily, and said, "It's Xiuying."

"It's nothing. Your brother Da Hu was disobedient and stole money from home, so your aunt taught him a lesson."

"Xiuying, you're not allowed to follow your brother Dahu's example in the future, understand?"

"What's wrong with a child this young? He dares to steal money! This child is outrageous!"

Aunt Wang got angrier and angrier as she talked.

Unable to resist, he forced himself to stand up again, wanting to chase after Wang Dahu and beat him up.

Upon hearing this, Xiuying frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Aunt Wang, isn't Brother Dahu rich? Why would he steal money from home?"

Aunt Wang was taken aback: "What? Xiuying, what did you say? Where did he get the money?"

Xiuying looked bewildered and said, "Yesterday, Brother Dahu and Brother Xiaogang sold snails to my uncle, and they each made two yuan!"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Wang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"What? What did you say? Oh my, that two yuan was given to you by your uncle? Or did you earn it by selling snails?"

Today, Aunt Wang saw her son bringing home a bunch of snacks in large bags and small packages, and she was very puzzled as to where Wang Dahu got the money to buy so many snacks.

Wang Dahu said he earned it from selling snails yesterday, but Aunt Wang definitely didn't believe him. How poor were the Lin family? How could they afford to buy snails for five cents a pound?

So they immediately assumed that Wang Dahu must have taken the money from home and heard from somewhere that the Lin family had come to ask them about buying snails yesterday, and used that as an excuse.

Enraged, she grabbed Wang Dahu and gave him a good beating. It was a whole two yuan! Her husband only earned five or six yuan a day doing odd jobs, and this little brat stole two yuan. He was really going too far.

Wang Dahu was so desperate after being beaten that he couldn't explain to his mother, so it seemed like he had no choice but to run away.

Hearing Xiuying say this, Aunt Wang was completely dumbfounded. How could it sound like it was true? After all, Xiuying was only six or seven years old, so she shouldn't be speaking up for Wang Dahu.

"Yes, Aunt Wang, I'm going back now. My little sister Qiao'er is waiting for me to bring her some candy. Goodbye, Aunt Wang!"

Xiuying licked the lollipop in her hand, waved politely to Aunt Wang, and then skipped away.

Aunt Wang stood there, stunned, muttering, "Five cents a pound of snails, my God, is it really true?"

"There are more of these things than stones on the ground, and they can sell for 50 cents a pound. Isn't this like money falling from the sky?"

"That second son of the Lin family actually accepted this stuff? Oh dear, Da Hu, come back quickly, Mom won't beat you anymore, come with Mom to collect snails!"

……

It was past 2 p.m. when Lin Fan and his two companions got home.

Lin Shuying and the others had already eaten lunch.

After putting away the cloth and other daily necessities he had bought in the county town for his adoptive mother, Lin Fan went into Lin Shuying's room.

Inside the room, Lin Shuying was carefully sewing something.

Hearing the noise and seeing Lin Fan come in, she looked up and smiled, "You're back."

Lin Fan quietly walked to Lin Shuying's side, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the needlework in his hands, and asked in confusion, "I've seen you embroidering for several days now, what is this?"

Hearing this, Lin Shuying said somewhat embarrassedly, "This is a T-shirt. It's going to get hot soon, and I figured I wouldn't be able to get out of bed or do anything else these next few days, so I sewed one for you and Badu!"

Lin Shuying clearly had skillful hands. Lin Fan picked up the half-sewn T-shirt, looked at it, and praised, "It looks really good!"

"If we take it out to sell, we can definitely make a lot of money."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Shuying's legs again and comforted her, "Don't worry, there's nothing seriously wrong with your legs. They'll recover in a while."

"Once you're better, if you want, you can come out and earn money with me, or you can stay at home and cook or something."

Originally, this leg would have needed to be amputated, so it's already quite an achievement that it was saved.

So it's normal for the recovery to be a little slow.

Lin Shuying looked at Lin Fan and asked with a smile, "How much did you earn today?"

Lin Fan took out a small cloth bag containing money from his pocket, counted it as he spoke, and said, "I sold nearly eighty yuan worth. After accounting for the money I spent on fabric and other things, as well as the cost money for the children, I have about ten yuan left!"

"However, I still have the money I earned from selling wild ginseng and wild mushrooms a few days ago, more than 1,300 yuan!"

Even though she knew Lin Fan had made a lot of money these days, Lin Shuying was still shocked when she heard the number.

"so much?"

"Did you give your parents the money?"

Lin Shuying knew that the five hundred dollars her older sister had lent them had already been repaid, but it seemed that her parents hadn't yet given her the thousand dollars.

"No."

Lin Fan shook his head and explained, "My parents' money will be coming later."

"We need capital to collect snails. Once we have more cash flow, we'll pay our parents back!"

Hearing this, Lin Shuying nodded in relief.

Lin Fan looked at Lin Shuying, then at the needlework in her hands, and suddenly asked, "Shuying, what do you want to do most after you have money?"

Lin Shuying was taken aback, and subconsciously shook her head, saying, "I hadn't thought about it."

"In the past, I just thought that it was enough to live a good life. It didn't matter if it was hard or tiring. As long as the family was together, healthy and happy, that was enough."

"I never imagined that one day our family could save up so much money."

Looking at Lin Shuying, who had shed her girlish naiveté and was slowly becoming more like a young woman, a thought popped into Lin Fan's mind.

"So...do you want to study?"