Reborn in 1981, starting by smashing my iron rice bowl.

Because Wei Wanqing was kneeling beside Liu Weidong, he could easily see the glimpse of her skin through her neckline with just a glance down. This alone was enough to make Liu Weidong's mind wander.

Not to mention that the two were in a rather ambiguous position, with Wei Wanqing's pretty face almost touching Liu Weidong's leg, and he could even feel her soft breathing.

For Liu Weidong, a seasoned veteran in his past life, the current situation couldn't help but stir his imagination. Although he kept reminding himself to stay calm, his youthful body betrayed him. The situation left him with no chance to even cover himself, making him extremely embarrassed.

Wei Wanqing carefully bandaged Liu Weidong's wound. As soon as she looked up, she noticed the bulge in front of her and immediately felt her cheeks burning.

Startled, the strong woman immediately stood up, glared fiercely at Liu Weidong, and said, "What are you standing there for? Put your pants on!"

"Oh, right, right!" Liu Weidong agreed repeatedly, hurriedly pulling up his pants.

"Pfft!" Seeing that Liu Weidong was even more flustered than she was, Wei Wanqing couldn't help but laugh out loud. She quickly put on a stern face and scolded him, "Zhao Zheng is a policeman. Catching criminals is his job. Why are you getting involved? Even playing the hero has its proper place!"

"Senior sister, I just..."

Liu Weidong wanted to argue, but was quickly interrupted by the strong woman: "You still dare to argue after all this? Luckily, it was just a minor injury. What if something serious had happened?"

Although Wei Wanqing looked fierce, Liu Weidong knew she was genuinely worried about him, so he quickly admitted his mistake: "Senior sister, you're right. I was too impulsive this time. I will never do that again and will always think twice before acting!"

Seeing that Liu Weidong's attitude was still sincere, the strong woman said with satisfaction, "That's more like it. Don't do it like that again!"

Looking back, Liu Weidong still felt a lingering fear. He earnestly assured Wei Wanqing, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, it really won't happen again. I still want to work with you to build a future together, I can't die young!"

"Pah, pah, pah, you jinx!" Wei Wanqing glared at Liu Weidong: "Take the money and get out of here, I have to go out to run some errands soon."

Since the strong woman had said so, Liu Weidong naturally wouldn't be so shameless as to stay. He put the money away, said goodbye, and left.

Before opening the door, Liu Weidong reminded Wei Wanqing, "Senior sister, remember to call me next time you go to talk about buying a sewing machine!"

"I know, you're so long-winded at such a young age!" Although the strong woman seemed impatient, she revealed a happy smile after Liu Weidong left.

"That was close! I almost lost my virginity!" Liu Weidong sighed from outside the door, then couldn't help but mutter to himself with some regret, "But Senior Sister is really something else. That pervert Zhou Zhenyu got lucky!"

Seeing that it was still early, Liu Weidong decided to go to a brick kiln not far from the county town.

Liu Weidong promised to come and collect the flowerpots in half a month, but it's been more than two days now.

Zheng Yong, the person in charge of the brick kiln, had been eagerly awaiting his arrival. He greeted him with a beaming smile, saying, "Oh, Comrade Liu, I've been waiting for you for so long! You've finally arrived!"

"Sorry, I was a bit busy the other day and it took a couple of days." Liu Weidong asked Zheng Yong with a smile, "Are the flowerpots all finished?"

Zheng Yong quickly said, "It's all ready, it's right there in the back, I'll take you to see it!"

Under Zheng Yong's guidance, Liu Weidong soon saw piles of flower pots.

Liu Weidong was quite satisfied with the flowerpots, so he asked Zheng Yong, "Manager Zheng, I think there's no problem. Let's load them onto the truck now and get them all to my place before dark."

Zheng Yong, of course, wouldn't object and immediately called the brick kiln workers to help load the truck. Liu Weidong roughly counted them and found that there were at least eight hundred flowerpots.

These days, people are generally honest in doing business, and it's rare for people to cheat or swindle others. Zheng Yong is no exception.

Since the quantity was correct and the quality was up to standard, Liu Weidong didn't dawdle. He smiled and handed a stack of ten-yuan bills to Zheng Yong: "Manager Zheng, I should pay another one hundred and fifty-eight yuan. Here is one hundred and sixty yuan. Keep the change."

It was rare to encounter such a generous customer, and Zheng Yong was overjoyed. He repeatedly reminded the workers accompanying the truck to unload the goods carefully and not to break the flower pots.

When Liu Weidong returned to the village with his hand-operated tractor for the brick kiln, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The third great-grandfather, leaning on his cane, stood at the door watching the commotion and couldn't help but ask Liu Weidong, "Weidong, why did you buy so many flowerpots?"

Anyway, this matter couldn't be kept from others, Liu Weidong said with a smile: "Of course, we're buying flower pots to plant flowers, what else can we do with them?"

The third grandfather frowned and asked, "Where do you plan to put all these flowers?"

Liu Weidong honestly replied, "The family's private plots are all empty, so it's perfect to leave it there."

The Third Grandfather frowned even more, feeling that Liu Weidong was simply making a fool of himself.

These days, farmers are too busy with farm work to have time to grow flowers, let alone use their private plots!

Besides, even if the Liu family is rich now, and Liu Weidong plans to grow some flowers, he doesn't need so many flower pots! This whole truckload of flower pots must have hundreds of them. What decent person would grow so many flowers?

In the eyes of the Third Grandfather, Liu Weidong's actions were, to put it mildly, nonsense, and to put it more seriously, a waste of money. No matter how rich you are, you can't squander it like this!

In the past, the Third Grandfather, relying on his seniority in the village, would definitely have given Liu Weidong a few words of advice, reminding him not to let his hobbies distract him from his studies.

But now Liu Weidong is the village's god of wealth, and even the Third Grandfather doesn't dare to criticize him easily. He can only shake his head silently and go home on his own.

However, their conversation was overheard by others, and by the time the flowerpots were unloaded from the truck, the news that Liu Weidong was going to plant flowers on his private plot had already spread throughout the entire village.

Everyone felt that Liu Weidong had become arrogant after making some money; these flowerpots must have cost several hundred yuan. Spending so much money just to grow some flowers and plants wasn't just foolish; it was downright stupid.

Many villagers were already jealous of Liu Weidong's wealth, and now they're adding fuel to the fire by whispering bad things about him.

Everyone says Liu Weidong only made a little money because of luck, but he's forgotten who he is and started squandering it all. Only a fool would do something so outrageous; the Liu family will be ruined by him sooner or later!

Liu Weidong was busy placing the flowerpots he had just bought in his private plot of land, unaware that many people were watching him make a fool of himself.

However, during dinner, Liu Weidong noticed that Wang Shujuan across from him was secretly wiping away tears.