In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 123 The fifth team of wealthy dogs returning to their hometown bought [something] at a high price.

On this day, a man driving a red Xiali came to Yu Laonian's house, seemingly there to buy a car.

Yu Laonian sensed that the other party was a capable person, and he was a little undecided, so he asked Er Yan to call Yu Dawei over.

Yu Dawei happened to be home at the time, and upon hearing this, he brought his wife and son from the front yard to the old man's house in the back yard, wanting to see what price this man was willing to pay for the car.

The man was sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), his face full of a friendly smile. He looked to be in his thirties.

He was dressed in trendy southern clothes, with shiny black leather shoes on his feet, and medium-length hair on his head, making him look out of place among the villagers.

Zhang Yunqin, the mother, disapproved of this kind of attire. As soon as the other person entered the house, Zhang Yunqin gave them a cold look. After pouring them a cup of tea from the thermos, she went out to attend to her own business.

She also took her eldest grandson with her, afraid that he would find it offensive.

Han Jingfan followed behind her mother-in-law. She didn't like to interact with outsiders, especially strangers.

"Hehe, Aunt Zhang is still as decisive as ever." The man glanced at his aunt's departing figure, then focused his gaze back on Yu Dawei, still smiling. "Grandpa may have guessed who I am, but Dawei, you're in for a tough time. After all, I've been away from home for many years."

"Who are you?" Yu Dawei asked curiously, while Old Yu next to him also looked bewildered.

"Cough cough." The man gave a wry smile. Seeing that Old Man Yu was also looking at him with a puzzled expression, he guessed that he might have changed too much. He had no choice but to explain again: "Uncle, I am from Jiangxiagou, Team 5, Heshan Village. I am Jiang Erdanzi from Old Jiang's family."

"My God!! You're Erdanzi?!" Upon hearing this, Yu Laonian was extremely shocked and looked the man up and down several times.

Finally, Old Yu frowned and said in a slightly reproachful tone, "You're finally back from Shenzhen! You really worried your parents to death. They hadn't heard from you for so many years, and they all thought something had happened to you!"

Jiang Erdan's parents once asked Yu Laonian if he had any friends in Shenzhen who could help them find their child.

Back then, Jiang Erdan's father's hair turned half white in just one month; truly, the hearts of parents are full of love and worry.

Faced with Uncle Jiu's concerned inquiry, Jiang Erdanzi looked embarrassed and a little scared. He subconsciously touched the tip of his nose: "I have written letters over the years, but the roads in our old village are not well developed. Anyway, I don't know why, but the letters were all lost. I only found out after I came back."

"Moreover, I didn't do well when I was in Shenzhen a few years ago. I was so confident back then that I was going to make something of myself, and I really didn't want to come back to the village looking so dejected."

"Then I made up my mind to make something of myself and started working day and night. In the past few years, I've finally made some money, and that's why I dared to come back and visit." Jiang Erdanzi had a smile on his face, but his expression couldn't help but show some regret.

No one knew that ten years had passed since he left for Shenzhen. When he returned, his first love had already married and had children.

He did not keep his promise from back then, but instead brought back a girl from the south and his eldest son.

On his first day back in the village, he saw her emptying the dirty water bucket, and she saw him too.

"So, Dad, who exactly is this person?" Yu Dawei sat on the red lacquered stool. He understood that this person was from Jiangxiagou in the Fifth Team, but neither of the two people said anything about their relationship with the family.

It felt both familiar and strange to him, as if he had seen it before but couldn't quite place it.

"Was Dawei only ten years old when I left?" Jiang Erdan grinned. "Our two families aren't actually that far apart. My older cousin and one of your cousins ​​from your village are husband and wife. His family later moved back to Jiangxiagou. I only found out after I came back. My older cousin now has three children, and last year she had a daughter named Yu Lixin."

"Ah! You're Brother Da Liang's brother-in-law!" Yu Dawei vaguely remembered him.

There was a cousin named Yu Daliang from a collateral branch of the Yu family in the village. They were about the same level of closeness as Yu Dazhi. Later, in order to take care of his wife's parents, the whole family moved to Jiangxiagou in the fifth team.

This man was Yu Daliang's brother-in-law. Yu Dawei remembered him because of another matter.

When he returned to his hometown in his previous life, he once heard that Jiang Erdan's wife from Jiangxiagou was actually the daughter of the founder of some Run Group in Shenzhen.

In any case, in the eyes of ordinary people, she was the daughter of a wealthy company owner, and Yu Da herself only took it as hearsay.

“That’s right!” Jiang Erdanzi chuckled as if coaxing a child: “I used to hold you when you were little, so you probably don’t remember any of this.”

“You were such a troublemaker when you were little! Whenever you went to my brother-in-law’s house, you were guaranteed to be teased by my sister and get delicious treats. You were a lawless child.”

"I've changed, I've reformed." Yu Dawei scratched his head awkwardly, using a smile to cover his guilty conscience. Old Yu glanced at his eldest son and frowned slightly.

This child has wasted so much time studying.

"So what brings you here this time..." Old Yu hesitated to ask how the other person had been doing in Shenzhen all these years, but he figured it must be pretty good.

It had been many years since we last met, so I decided to keep my mouth shut about things I shouldn't ask. Therefore, Old Yu got straight to the point.

“Uncle, it’s like this. You know my dad used to drive for the production team. In the years I’ve been gone, our family has been struggling. We haven’t had a tractor to help my parents.” Jiang Erdan pursed his lips, feeling a little guilty. “I heard from my older brother that every year when the old man harvests grain, he can’t bear to hire a cart. He carries it back sack by sack.”

Jiang Erdanzi looked up at Yu Laonian: "So I wanted to buy a vehicle for my dad. He's used to driving a hand tractor, and I was worried that he wouldn't be comfortable using a new one. As luck would have it, I heard that Dawei was refurbishing a hand tractor that the production team used to use, so I came to take a look."

Yu Dawei's eyes lit up and he immediately chimed in: "That's right, Brother Erdan. That hand tractor in the yard is an old relic. Your uncle should have driven it before. When I took it apart to repair it, I found that its materials were particularly solid. Now that it has been fitted with new parts, its performance can easily beat a bunch of new cars."

After Yu Dawei finished speaking, he gestured to his father: "You should say something too. This is the part where 'Old Wang sells melons and praises his own wares.'"

Unable to bear Yu Dawei's gaze, Yu Laonian spoke without boasting, simply stating the facts: "I don't know if the performance of the hand tractor in the courtyard can compare to a new one, but judging from its condition after starting, it should last another seven or eight years without any problem."

“If you’re really serious about buying the car, I can start it up for you and take a look. I can also tell you what modifications I’ve made and how much weight it can carry at most,” Old Man Yu continued, explaining that since they were fellow villagers and he was a junior, he couldn’t bring himself to cheat or swindle them.

Yu Dawei, who was standing next to him, had no objection to this. The machines he refurbished were completely different from the refurbishing methods others had used in his previous life.

Some unscrupulous people only think about maximizing profits, while Yu Dawei's renovation is to ensure optimal performance and then sell it at a high price.

Although the profit margin was much smaller, Yu Dawei never thought of selling it cheaply. He believed that you get what you pay for and that he would definitely find someone who appreciates its value.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony with you, Uncle. This vehicle has no problems with its performance, and I'll definitely buy it today." Jiang Erdanzi also sensed Yu Laonian's sincerity and immediately smiled sincerely. "New hand tractors on the market cost 12,000 or 14,000 yuan, but if this vehicle is in good condition, I can raise the price to 10,000 yuan."

Yu Dawei reached out and touched his cheek. Hearing the other party's frankness, he felt a little embarrassed.

The 10,000 yuan price tag far exceeded his expectations for selling the vehicle. The cost of the hand tractor, including labor, was at most a little over 2,000 yuan.

"Let's take a look at the car first," said Old Yu, feeling a little embarrassed, as he still held a certain elder's position.

The three arrived at the courtyard, and Yu Dawei started the car, explaining in detail the key repairs made during the car's refurbishment.

In addition, there are other advantages, including the thickness of the bucket material and the clever design of the toolbox.

As he recounted the story, Jiang Erdanzi became increasingly satisfied with the old, hand-operated tractor.

“When I was little, my dad would drive a hand tractor and always take my older brother and me with him. He would put us on the straw mats in the back of the tractor. The tall haystacks would sway and we would lie there, looking at the blue sky and white clouds…” Jiang Erdanzi said with a touch of sadness.

When he returned home after ten years, he found that his mother's face had aged and she had started to hunch over. His father's hair was completely white. Although he was still the same dark-skinned and stubborn old man, the veins on the back of his thin hands were clearly visible.

"I'll buy it, I'll take it." Jiang Erdanzi turned around to compose himself, secretly wiping away the tears that were about to fall.

Yu Dawei and Yu Laonian exchanged a glance; at that moment, the father and son were of one mind.

"Then I'll deliver your car to your house today, but I'll give you a 20% discount, eight thousand will do." Seeing that the other party was about to turn around and argue, Yu Dawei quickly raised his hand to stop him, "Don't say anything, don't tear it up. It's eight thousand, and I'll also treat you to a meal at my house, you can leave after you've eaten."

Old Yu smiled as he looked at his eldest son, indicating that he was very satisfied with his son's response.

He then looked at Jiang Erdanzi and said in a gentle tone, "Stay for a meal. It's been so many years since you've been back to the village. We can't let you leave without a meal."

"Well, alright then." Jiang Erdan shook his head with a wry smile. Over the years, the village's habit of inviting people to stay for meals has not changed.

While they ate, the hand tractor delivery was not delayed. The necessary paperwork was done, and Yu Dawei received eight thousand yuan in cash.

As for the old man's share, we can calculate it later.

(End of this chapter)