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

Chapter 126 Ziwu Maoyou
"Big brother is here." Han Jingfan came out carrying the child at that moment, standing on the east side of the house, her gaze calm as she looked at her eldest brother.

"Yeah, my car has a little problem, so I thought I'd come over and have my brother-in-law take a look." Han Guoqiang walked up to his younger sister and lifted the blanket wrapped around Yu Muyu. "A cat? Hehe, the little guy is so fair-skinned, he doesn't look like a kid from our village at all."

"Brother, please drive the car in. I want to see what's wrong." Yu Dawei, thinking of Han Jingfan, still let his brother-in-law drive the car in.

Even if we don't care about the monks, we should at least consider the Buddha. He knows the temperaments of the whole Han family; they certainly don't have bad intentions.

He then began to inspect the four-wheeled vehicle. There was a problem with the gears, and his brother-in-law also said that he had been having trouble shifting gears for the past two days.

Yu Dawei took another look at the clutch and felt that it was due to clutch wear. After taking it apart, he found that it was indeed the case. However, after careful observation, he found that the degree of wear was still within an acceptable range. If the clearance was adjusted slightly, it should be able to cope for a while.

Han Guoqiang strongly agreed with Yu Dawei's suggestion. He had already spent several thousand yuan on the car's repairs alone, and he really didn't want to spend any more money. He wanted to save as much as possible.

During this time, Han Guoqiang assisted Yu Dawei while asking, "Everyone says you're making money and even own a small excavator, but why haven't I seen the vehicle?"

"That's not true. Look at my empty yard, does it look like there's an excavator? It's all just rumors." Yu Dawei maintained his usual humble and low-key style, saying no even if it was true.

Whether it's true or not, you can guess for yourself.

Han Guoqiang glanced around the yard and indeed didn't see any excavators. Moreover, when he entered the house earlier, he noticed that Yu Dawei's family hadn't replaced anything of value; even the kettle looked like it had been used for several years.

Now that we have money, we should replace some of our household items with new ones, but it seems we haven't.

He was somewhat certain that it was probably just rumors circulating outside.

What he didn't know was that Yu Dawei wanted to get a new dish rack and a new wardrobe, but Han Jingfan felt that these old items were still usable and didn't necessarily need to be replaced.

The thermos was a bit worn out, but its heat retention was excellent. There was also a washbasin; the iron washbasin at home hadn't leaked even after several years of use, and other miscellaneous items.

In short, Yu Dawei learned from his past life's mistakes. He resolutely refused to buy things his wife told him not to, completely saying goodbye to his extravagant past self.

Although Han Guoqiang didn't see the excavator, he found several light sockets and tubes in the warehouse, which made him wonder and understand why everyone was saying that Yu Dawei was rich and even owned an excavator.

After Yu Dawei finished getting the car for his brother-in-law, he treated him to lunch.

A stir-fried cucumber, a plate of peanuts, a plate of scrambled eggs with scallions, and a plate of pickled mustard greens.

The liquor is loose liquor sold in the village. Last time we had a gathering, Yu Dajiu brought over a big barrel, and now we still have a little more than half of it stored in our own warehouse.

The brother-in-law was slightly tipsy, and his mouth started to act out of control, saying a lot of words of comfort to Yu Dawei.

"I know most of the rumors outside are untrue. That's how people in the village are; they believe everything they hear. You must be working on the project and people are suspicious of you or something. It doesn't matter; I'll clear things up for you when I get back!"

“Listen to your brother, just focus on farming. As long as you take good care of your few acres, that’s better than anything else. I rented a few dozen more acres this year, and after the harvest, guess how much I sold it for? You’ll never guess!” He held up his hand and made a six. “Six thousand yuan! With your second brother and brother-in-law helping out at the grain depot, the price was significantly higher than others!”

"Focus on farming. I may not have many other skills, but I'm absolutely top-notch at farming!"

"But on another note, you've done well. You're better than before, and you even know how to do odd jobs to supplement the family income. You even know how to bring back some light bulb sockets and tubes for the family." The brother-in-law took a sip of his wine without making a sound and smiled: "I think your light bulbs are really good. They'll definitely be very bright when they're plugged in."

Yu Dawei had heard the other party mention the light bulb at least three or four times, and he knew what the other party was thinking.

When he sobered up and left, Yu Dawei took a light tube and a light stand from the warehouse and put them in the back of his four-wheeled vehicle.

Han Guoqiang left satisfied, while the couple stood at the gate, silently watching the four-wheeled vehicle drive eastward toward Hanjiagang Village.

"I'm sorry." Han Jingfan finally couldn't hold back. She had wanted to remind her older brother to be careful with his words at the dinner table earlier.

But she couldn't quite put it into words. From childhood to adulthood, she felt like she had no presence at home and no say in anything.

"It's just a lamppost, it's not worth much." Yu Dawei reached out and patted Han Jingfan's head. He admired his brother-in-law for being so focused on farming.

He has a few ulterior motives and is a bit concerned about saving face, but he's not a really bad person. He even knows how to advise Yu Dawei in a way that he thinks is good.

The reason I gave him this light bulb was because I felt my brother-in-law wasn't a bad person at heart; otherwise, given Yu Dawei's personality, well...

"It's all my third uncle's fault! He's made me so petty," Yu Dawei thought to himself, never considering that he himself wasn't exactly petty to begin with.

He used to be carefree because he didn't care, but when it comes to things he cares about, his heart shrinks to the size of a pinhole.

For example, the rooster that's become leftovers these past two days...

What Yu Dawei didn't know was that his brother-in-law really "helped him" a lot after he went back. He would tell everyone he met, "Yu Dawei doesn't own a car at all, and he doesn't make any money. He just does odd jobs on other people's construction teams. Everyone, go home."

Those outsiders who still wanted to get close to Yu Dawei all gave up their hopes of establishing a relationship after learning the "truth."

As the rumors spread, people in other villages stopped paying as much attention to Yu Dawei as before. Only the people of Heshan Village, upon hearing the rumor, found it incomprehensible. Didn't they know whether Yu Dawei owned a car or not?

When Dawei heard about this, he immediately thought of his brother-in-law.

Yu Dawei was both amused and exasperated. This guy really meant what he said. Given the way this virus spreads from person to person, he was worried that his reputation might be ruined by his brother-in-law.

But it doesn't matter. As long as he's living a comfortable life, he doesn't care what others say.

Life in the village is ordinary, but not peaceful. If you try hard enough, you can always find some fun.

However, Yu Dawei did not, and he will no longer go from house to house.

He lived his life quietly, tending to the garden's harvest each day, taking his wife and children to visit his parents in the backyard, and then going back to the duck coop to watch the dozen or so ducks lay eggs.

Of all the chicks, ducks, and geese in his family, quite a few have died by now, and only about two-thirds have actually survived to adulthood.

Poultry only show their value after they grow up, and if something goes wrong at that time, it will really break your heart.

After all, it's grown up and can lay eggs now.

The ducks are the first to lay eggs, the geese won't lay eggs until at least next year, and the twenty-odd hens will have to wait a while longer.

The two pigs in the pigpen had really gotten fat. When they were let out, their hindquarters swayed as they walked, and they were more than a size bigger than Gou Shengzi when he grew up.

Han Jingfan was very pleased, thinking that her family would be able to slaughter a pig for the New Year.

Yu Dawei stood beside his wife, looking at the two pigs in the pigsty, and was also moved.

In his previous life in the countryside, he had never eaten a pig that he had raised himself.

One year, Han Jingfan was raising pigs when debt collectors came. In the end, Yu Dawei had no choice but to use his well-raised old sow to pay off part of the interest.

That winter, when snow was falling, Xiao Muyu was three years old. Watching the old sow being carried away, he looked at himself with tears streaming down his face and cried out, "Dad, I want to eat pork."

As a father, hearing his son say such things deeply pierced his heart with a sense of helplessness.

Fortunately, we no longer need to worry about eating pork.

He took Xiao Muyu in his hands and kissed the child's chubby little cheek: "When you grow a little older, you can eat meat. Your dad will slaughter a pig for you every winter and cook pork for you in all sorts of ways."

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed pork ribs with rice flour, braised pork, sweet and sour pork... and pork stew with vermicelli."

Little Muyu rocked back and forth excitedly in his father's arms. Although he couldn't understand what he was saying, he could feel his happiness. When he was happy, he would rock back and forth in his father's arms.

"Look how happy he is." Han Jingfan brushed her hair back, gently stroking her eldest son's cheek with her fingers, then looked at Yu Dawei with hopeful eyes, "Can you do all those things you mentioned?"

"Of course, don't worry. Although we eat vegetarian for New Year's Eve dinner, we'll definitely make sure you two have meat to eat every winter before the New Year." Yu Dawei hugged Xiao Muyu tightly and lifted her high: "Time for meat!"

"Giggle giggle..." The child was laughing.

"Eat some meat!"

"Giggle..."

"We'll never have to live a hard life again!"

Han Jingfan looked at the father and son with a smile. A sweet atmosphere surrounded the family of three, and the child's laughter was as melodious as a wind chime.

The dog, who was standing nearby, wisely didn't disturb them. Instead, it lay aloofly at the gate, scrutinizing the passersby.

If it dared to even glance at its owner's house, it would bare its teeth and glare at them, trying to scare them away.

Inside the chicken coop, a rooster that hadn't grown very big was fighting with several other roosters. Despite its wings being pecked until they bled, it didn't back down at all.

Until one moment, it strode out of the chicken coop with great pride, its feathers stained red with blood, making its originally grayish-white wings incredibly vibrant.

At this moment, before it had fully grown up, it silently completed its self-transformation and became the leader of the entire chicken carcass.

It was only six months old that year.

(End of this chapter)