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

Chapter 75 Yu Dawei is kicked out, and the old man stands up for him.
Yujiatun, Yu Laonian's Garden

At this moment, Yu Laonian was watering the persimmon and cucumber seedlings. This year, there has been insufficient rainfall, and the seedlings in the rural fields have already been watered once.

If it doesn't rain for another two weeks, I reckon we'll have to go back to the fields to water the crops. Farming is a profession that depends on the weather for a living. They work from dawn till dusk, hoping for a good harvest, especially since in Northeast China, you can only grow one crop a year.

If you make money, you make money; if you don't, you really don't, and there's nothing you can do about it.

"Ninth Brother, busy?" On the dirt road outside the garden, Yu Quan leaned on his cane and calmly watched Yu Laonian.

Old Yu's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. He looked up and saw Yu Quan, put down the bucket, and walked to the fence: "Brother, are you taking a walk?"

“Yeah, just taking a stroll.” Yu Quan nodded. “I think Dawei has changed a lot lately. He’s got half the shrewdness you had back then.”

"That kid's nothing special, he's become a bit more sensible after having a child." Looking around to make sure no one was watching, Old Man Yu quietly moved closer. "Brother, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing, just a sigh. The Yu family is getting worse with each generation. This generation is practically illiterate. They can't read a few characters and all they know is farming." Yu Quan sighed. "I'm already eighty-four this year. I probably won't live to see your grandson's generation. I wonder what kind of people they will become."

Yu Laonian remained silent. He was actually much younger than Yu Quan. He hadn't experienced the landlord era himself and had lived a life of hardship.

The reason I was able to get into a technical school was because my mother persuaded me with her earnest words and repeatedly emphasized the importance of reading and writing.

"Ninth Brother, as the eldest brother, I bear an unshirkable responsibility for how well our Yu family has come to where it is today." Yu Quan turned his back and glanced at the houses in the village.

Back then, the village was surrounded by a high wall, four or five meters high, with a watchtower at each of the four corners, and a heavy machine gun on top of each watchtower.

When I was young, I always traveled by sedan chair carried by eight men, and in the summer I ate only chilled fruit...

Unfortunately, many of the Yu family's younger brothers died in those years; otherwise, the ninth son wouldn't be the ninth son, and his younger brothers, who were born later, would also have enjoyed that kind of treatment.

"I'm leaving." Yu Quan, leaning on his cane, didn't bother to reply to Lao Nian and left on his own.

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Qianjie (front street), Old Wang's house

Having weathered many storms over the years and seen all sorts of people, Fatty Qian suppressed his inner turmoil and put on a faint smile: "Buddy, if we're really going to talk about first come, first served, it seems like you're the one who's stealing other people's things."

“I know it must be hard to watch your things keep changing hands. But you have to understand one thing: in today’s society, money talks. If you don’t have money, you’re sidelined.” Fatty Qian pointed outside the house. “I’m not bragging, but that car outside, you could easily sell it and buy several houses in the city, believe it or not?”

"I believe you, but what does this have to do with buying the white jade Guanyin? You were the one who didn't want it anymore, so I stepped forward. Are you playing a logical fallacy with me?" Yu Dawei didn't say something: "Who knows if the Santana outside is yours?"

"What hole?" Fatty Qian was taken aback by the other person's words, feeling that this kid was not someone who could be easily fooled.

He felt a little upset. When did such a person appear in the village? He hadn't heard anyone mention this person when he came to Yujia Village before. Seeing that Fatty Qian looked unfriendly, Wang Lao Er was afraid that the other party would give up again, so he hurriedly got up and pushed Yu Dawei, saying, "Don't get in the way here, hurry back. Boss Qian sincerely wants to buy this thing. Lazy Dawei, you don't have any money, so don't join in the fun here."

"Exactly, let's hurry up and leave. Can't we just go somewhere cool and stay somewhere?"

"Push him out. This guy is shameless. He used to freeload off whoever he could, and he's always been so clingy that he doesn't want to leave!"

The people speaking were all from families with different surnames, and some of the young men even reached out to push Yu Dawei out of the house.

Just as Yu Dawei was about to lose his temper, the door was suddenly kicked open.

Then an elderly man with a full head of white hair walked in. He was leaning on a single cane made of yellow pear wood under his arm, and his right foot was wrapped around the cane.

The old man limped in, his gaze icy as he looked at everyone in the room: "You've really got some nerve! You don't even know who you are, going back three generations! You dare to bully the Yu family!"

"And you damned brats surnamed Yu! You're fucking infuriating! Are you blind? Can't you see the Yu family being bullied?! Damn it!" The old cripple couldn't take it anymore and swung his crutch at several Yu family descendants who were nearby!
The younger generation of the Yu family were so frightened that they fled for their lives.

That's the infamous, hot-tempered Uncle San Liezi from the village! Don't mess with him, don't mess with him!
When the young people from other families saw the elders of the Yu family walking in one after another, they immediately dared not act presumptuously anymore. They quickly let go of Yu Dawei and subconsciously retreated into the crowd.

"Alright, Third Brother." Yu Quan led several elders of the Yu family in, glanced indifferently at the young people with different surnames, and his cold gaze made them tremble.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa, Uncle Twelfth..." Yu Dawei felt a warmth in his heart when he saw all the uncles and grandpas supporting him.

Yu Quan went straight to Yu Dawei and saw that his clothes had been torn and deformed. He straightened Yu Dawei's clothes with both hands and said, "The Yu family is just like our surname. We have always been upright and honest. If we have money, we will buy the things back. If we don't have money, we shouldn't force ourselves and embarrass the Yu family."

Yu Dawei gave Yu Quan a reassuring smile: "Don't worry, Uncle, as long as it's not too outrageous, I'm definitely taking this white jade Guanyin today."

"Okay." Yu Quan patted Yu Dawei on the shoulder with great satisfaction, and then followed him into the inner room.

"Uncle Quan'er, what brings you here? Please have a seat." Wang Lao Er had just heard the commotion in the outer room, and his mind was in a complete mess.

Unexpectedly, for the sake of this white jade Guanyin, the old Yu family has come to force the emperor a second time!

He clenched his fists, determined to sell the white jade Guanyin statue today no matter what, and then take his mother to the city to buy a house.

This white jade Guanyin statue, after all, is an item belonging to the Yu family. It's nothing to him, a half-Yu family member. But if he were to sell it to someone from another village and continue to keep it in the village, he would definitely face dire consequences.

Fatty Qian never expected that so many changes would occur because of this white jade Guanyin statue.

If I had known this would happen, I would have just bought it for ten thousand yuan and left.

(End of this chapter)