Leisurely mountain village

“I know that. I’ve already explained it. We live in the mountains, and the snow is quite heavy every year. They said there’s a new type that can automatically extend and retract, then shake to shake off the snow. I’ve seen it, and it’s pretty good. The price isn’t much higher either,” Ye Huan’s father said.

"Okay, then we'll order. By winter, we'll have a whole batch of vegetables." Ye Huan nodded. As long as the quality is good, that's fine. There's a lot of snow in the mountains in winter.

"Dad, my sister called me. She'll be back to see you in a few days," Ye Dafa said to the old man.

"Hmm? What are you doing back during a holiday? Mid-Autumn Festival is still a long way off," Grandpa Ye Huan asked.

"Sigh, it's all because of my brother-in-law's job. I heard the company is doing badly, he only got N+1 pay and is unemployed. He's worried, so he came back to relax." Sister Ye Dafa told him not to tell the old man, but how could he bear to?

“He’s almost 60, what can he do now that he’s unemployed? Maybe he should go sweep the streets,” the old man said. He wouldn’t get angry at his son-in-law over something like this; that would be unreasonable.

"My older sister told me to let him work as a security guard in the community. He would earn 3000 yuan a month, and he could retire after a few more years." Ye Dafa didn't say anything more; it was just a matter of two or three years.

"Are Zichuan and the others coming together?" the old man asked. Although he didn't treat his eldest grandson as well as his own grandson, he hadn't mistreated him either. Li Zichuan was 30 years old, three years older than Ye Huan, and was already married with a daughter. The old man was just asking if his great-grandson was coming back.

Ye Huan didn't respond. He wasn't close to his aunt's family, nor was he distant. His uncle was an honest man, quiet and thin-skinned, while his aunt was quite assertive. She was unhappy because the old man doted on his grandson, and she was even more unhappy when she found out that all the old man's treasures were left for his grandson.

Then she moved her whole family to the provincial capital, forcing her husband to sell half a tiger bone to buy them a house. Only then did she have some peace and stability in recent years.

Ye Huan's cousin is just like his mother—calculating and rather selfish. Fortunately, he married a good wife who works in the county town and is virtuous and filial. Ye Huan has met her.

The couple has a daughter who is a few months younger than Jingjing. Ye Huan only saw her once a year ago, when she turned one month old and one year old, and gave her 500 yuan as a New Year's gift.

To be honest, if it weren't for his uncle being a decent person and his cousin's wife being a good person, Ye Huan really wouldn't bother with his aunt and his cousin.

Li Zichuan, who was always eyeing the old man's treasures, dared not do it again. He had stolen them once when he was a child, and Ye Wuju had hung him up by the door and given him a good beating, which made him behave himself.

Now there's even less of a chance. All the treasures are stored in Ye Huan's space. No matter what, Ye Huan won't give these things to her cousin unless her grandfather gives the order.

He guessed correctly; his aunt had come back this time to plead poverty with the old man. But if she knew that the old man had prepared 500 million for them, he wondered if she would blush with embarrassment.

Although Aunt Ye Huan didn't know exactly how many treasures the old man possessed, she had personally witnessed half a tiger bone set being worth over a million yuan, so she had always coveted it. She knew these were meant for her nephew, but she just couldn't resist wanting to keep them for herself. After all, it was all money; who knew how many million-yuan sums the old man had?

"Sigh." Grandpa Ye Huan remained silent. He had asked his grandson to prepare 500 million yuan for them, but now he suddenly didn't want to give it anymore. Didn't he know why his daughter had come back?

When Ye Dafa went to set the table, Grandpa said to Ye Huan, "Don't give him that money yet, or he'll cause trouble. Give it to him later as a favor."

"Huh?" Ye Huan was stunned. Then he nodded. He understood. If he gave his aunt 500 million yuan, she would definitely ask where it came from. Why should she only get 8000 million out of 500 million? It would drive her crazy.

“Give me 20 yuan first, and I’ll secretly slip it to her. She definitely won’t make a fuss.” Grandpa Ye Huan knew his daughter too well.

"Okay, I'll put it in your closet tonight." Ye Huan nodded; his grandfather had been staying with him for the past few days.

“Okay, I’ll go back to live there tomorrow. I’ll tidy up the west room and give it to them,” the old man said.

"Alright. Saihu will take him..." Ye Huan knew that his grandfather probably wouldn't be used to living here. He just stayed in the mountains whenever he had free time, which suited him well for both cultivation and personal hobbies.

"This is a martial arts manual passed down through our Ye family. Keep it safe. It must be passed down to sons, not daughters. Remember that." Ye Huan's grandfather led Ye Huan back into the house and handed him a small book.

Ye Huan accepted it solemnly. Even though he was now cultivating immortality, this was a family heirloom, and he would not abandon it.

"This book contains secret manuals on acupressure and acupuncture, which have been lost to the outside world. So you must keep it safe and not let it slip by. Possessing such a treasure is a crime. Especially those acupuncture techniques, which have been lost for hundreds of years."

"Hmm." Ye Huan nodded. He had seen his grandfather use acupressure and that "heart-cooling" acupuncture technique before, and he knew that his grandfather had underestimated his family's resources.

Therefore, he will not only cultivate these skills diligently, but also pass them down to future generations. Some rules cannot be avoided simply because you are unwilling to follow them.

"Your current thinking is correct. Go back to your hometown and develop your business in a low-key manner. People should never be reckless. If your great-grandfather had been more careful back then, or hadn't acted so impulsively, things wouldn't have come to this... Sigh~" Grandpa sighed.

Ye Huan nodded. Yes, according to his understanding, his great-grandfather was at least at the Grandmaster level, but unfortunately he lost his life in the Japanese encirclement while trying to save his so-called close friend.

While his grandfather wasn't looking, Ye Huan secretly put the two booklets into his spatial storage. Once the items were in his possession, there was no safer place for them.

"Dinner's ready," Ye Huan's mother called to them.

"Hey, come on, Grandpa, let's have a couple of drinks." Ye Huan took her grandfather's arm and came out.

"What a feast! Thinking about now, and then thinking about my past, what was the point of all this? I ate pig swill, slept in a pigsty, got up earlier than the chickens and went to bed later than the dogs every day, spending thousands of dollars, I don't know what I was doing it for." Ye Huan sighed, and wished he could punch himself.

"Uncle, why do you sleep so late?" Jingjing asked, taking a bite of the chicken leg Ye Huan handed her.

"Yeah, Uncle was mentally ill back then, but he's cured now. Hahaha, come on, have a drink." Ye Huan laughed heartily and drank a glass with his grandfather and father.

Ye Wuju took a sip of wine, smiled and nodded. He wouldn't trade his current life for even a god.

Ye Dafa also downed the beer in his glass in one gulp. This time since he came back, life has been too surreal. He didn't sober up until he got drunk with his second brother that day. Every day felt like he was living in a dream.

He now has a car, though it's not a luxury car, but he likes it. He earns tens of thousands a day, and although he gives it to his wife, he's not short of money now. He drinks and eats meat every day, it's so comfortable. Why did he live such a miserable and difficult life before? He really can't understand it.