Reborn in a small village in the 1990s

In no time, more and more people gathered at the Zhao family's old house.

The excitement is only getting bigger and bigger.

Zhao Da'e kept a safe distance, afraid that they might start fighting and he would end up covered in blood.

Other villagers also gathered outside the courtyard, watching the spectacle in large numbers.

"Good heavens! What's gotten into the Zhao family? Why are they fighting every single day? Never a moment's peace? How many times has this happened this year?"

"Don't even mention this year, this is the fifth time this month. It's really damn lively. The whole village combined isn't as lively as Old Zhao's family. It started when Zhao Lao Er's wife went back to her parents' home, then Zhao Lao San's wife made a scene, Wang Guixiang threatened to hang herself, and Zhao Tiegang threatened to bang his head against the wall. This time it's even more comprehensive, the whole family is making a scene together."

"That's for sure. The Zhao family probably has a problem with their burial grounds; the feng shui is bad. The old folks are causing trouble, and now the kids are. Look at Zhao Yongbo, he's only four years old, and he's already throwing a tantrum, smashing the windows in the house. What a worthless father and son, they're really something else."

"Hey, do you know why they're fighting?" The person asking the question was none other than Qian Laosan, Qian Bin, the village's "loudspeaker" who was watching the commotion.

Qian Bin has no other skills, he is extremely stingy, and he is incredibly quick-witted. He is the fastest at spreading lies in the whole village.

"It's because of money. My grandparents took out their savings for their funerals and lent them to my aunt without telling the family. They wiped out the money my parents had worked so hard to save to build a house. My third uncle also had some savings, not much, but about 1,500 or 1,600 yuan, and my grandparents took it all away. Without money, how are we going to build a house? Are we going to live in a mud-brick house for the rest of our lives?"

Qian Bin thought for a moment and said, "That's too outrageous. The Zhao family is so poor, how can they still borrow money? Don't they want to live? Besides, isn't your aunt from the city? She earns seven or eight hundred yuan a month, and they still deduct money when she goes back to her parents' home? That's too much."

This is worse than not having the money at all. The father is so old, yet he's still running the household. The problem is, your grandparents aren't managing the household properly either; they've squandered all their savings and are still helping your aunt. They're really something else.

"Who knows? The problem is that the money was originally meant for my grandma and grandpa, but they couldn't use it. Everyone had saved up by scrimping and saving to build the house, but the old folks secretly took it all away. That was tens of thousands of yuan, the money they had saved up over several generations!"

"so many?"

"That's for sure!"

"Isn't this foolish? Your grandfather is sick, and quite seriously so. He can't tell the difference between good and bad people. Your parents worked the hardest and saved the most money, and now it's all gone. They secretly gave it to your aunt, what's wrong with that? Do you want to go to the city and have your aunt take care of you in your old age?" Qian Bin sneered, "Do city people look down on us country bumpkins? Go to the city? They'll be home every two days. Who would want them? They only say nice things when they need to borrow money."

"Third brother, you're wrong about that." The speaker was Qian Tao, the younger brother of Qian Laosan. "Even if the old folks didn't do well, it's not a big deal. It's just that they lent it out, and they can get it back."

"Can the money lent to my daughter be recovered? Let's not even talk about the fact that the debtor is the boss; do you think these guys can accept it? They clearly know that the old folks won't ask for it back, let alone get it back. How could Zhao Chunqin possibly return the money? She never intended to repay it when she lent it."

"If we hadn't made a scene today, the old couple would never have agreed to get their money back. Even if they had, they would have insisted: the money's gone, they can go find whoever they want. As long as they insist the money's gone and they didn't know it was missing, there's no way to resolve this."

"What's the point of solving anything? Just watching the show is enough."

Zhao Da'e watched with great interest, muttering to himself as he watched. "Let's make a scene! Everyone's got nothing to do in winter, they can just come and watch the show every day. This Zhao family is sure to be a hit."