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Chapter 695 The Gambling God Returns
'Achoo~'

Meanwhile, Lin Mo, who was driving, suddenly sneezed, rubbed his nose, and muttered, "Going to catch a cold? No way, someone must be talking about me behind my back!"

When he returned in the afternoon, he talked to his father in the kitchen about renovating the old house, and briefly explained his and Liu Ruyan's ideas.

Hearing this, Comrade Lao Lin was naturally happy. As one of the pillars of his family, he was suddenly demoted to the second team. Although he felt a little disappointed, he also felt a unique sense of relief.

The disappointment stems from the fact that the child has grown up and no longer needs his support, and can even provide him with a good life, making him feel that he is not so important.

Every father who has been surpassed by his child will feel this way, but it is followed by a sense of relief.

He originally thought that it would take his son at least ten years to gradually take over the family responsibilities, or even twenty years, but he never expected that his son would take him by the nose before he was ready.

The financial burden on their shoulders has almost completely disappeared. Not only do they no longer need to send their son living expenses every month, but they can even earn the money for their son's future dowry, car, and house on their own. Now they can also enjoy an early retirement. How can this not be considered a kind of luck?

At his age, he had seen too many people over sixty years old still struggling to make a living for their children. Compared to them, he was incredibly lucky.

As for the two young men providing the construction blueprints, while he only supervised the construction, what's so special about that? He couldn't be happier.

Lin Mo wasn't stingy either, and directly transferred one million to Comrade Lin.

Although a simple renovation of an old house in the countryside can cost around 100,000 to 200,000 yuan, that's just a simple renovation and adding some furniture.

If it were to be demolished and rebuilt, even if it were just a few bungalows, the interior decoration would cost over 300,000 yuan if it were to be renovated like an apartment in the city. If it were to be a small villa, including the decoration, it would cost at least 500,000 yuan.

So Lin Mo simply transferred one million over, since Liu Ruyan said she wanted to come and stay for a while if she had time in the future, so it was natural to make it as nice as possible.

Old Lin initially wanted to say that they wouldn't need that much, but then he thought that Liu Ruyan might come over later, so he didn't say anything more.

After all, Lin Mo had made it clear from the beginning that he would only be responsible for supervising the construction and settling payments, while everything else would be handled by Lin Mo and Liu Ruyan.

The money was agreed upon by Lin Mo and Liu Ruyan. Liu Ruyan will find someone to select materials for the interior decoration, so there's nothing to worry about.

Even without Liu Ruyan, Miss Yuan's family is in the real estate business, so building a small self-built villa in the countryside would be a piece of cake for them.

It's fair to say that if the villa in their hometown is actually completed, once Lin Mo's parents retire, there's a high chance they won't want to return to the city.

Although the money couldn't be spent casually and was a special fund, Old Lin was very content. Returning to the village to repair the ancestral home would bring honor to his ancestors—a dream for many men. At his age, he had to make the most of this opportunity.

At first, he was a little worried that his wife wouldn't be willing to spend the money and wouldn't agree, but he didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo and his two companions quickly got onto the highway one after another, all three cars traveling at around 100 km/h in the slow lane.

It was fine at first, but after driving for less than an hour, it got completely dark, and then... then all three cars got stuck on the highway.

When they first got on the highway, there weren't many cars and the road was wide, but the more Lin Mo drove, the more cars there were, and the slower he drove became. In the end, he simply stopped on the highway.

"Damn, another traffic jam, this is so frustrating!"

Just then, the owner of the prestigious 2888t at the front of the three cars got out and spat. Seeing this, Lin Mo rolled down his window and said helplessly, "I say, Mr. Traffic God, your skills have improved quite a bit lately! I should have stayed another night!"

Having not gone home with his cousin for so long, he had forgotten that his cousin was also known as the "Gambling Goddess".

And this year he achieved legendary status, rising to the rank of Class A war criminal in Nancheng.

When he realized something was wrong on the highway and suddenly remembered, it was too late. Sure enough, as the car slowed down, he ended up standing still as punishment.

"Get lost, you're the one who's stuck in traffic. I didn't get stuck on my way back. You're my nemesis! I get stuck in traffic because of you!" Su He retorted, her defenses crumbling.

Lin Mo sneered, "Swear that there was no traffic jam on your way back this time, and I'll believe you!"

"Believe it or not, you're the one who's my nemesis," cousin Su He started to say sarcastically.

But judging from her expression, it's clear she must have experienced traffic congestion on the day she returned.

Seeing this, Lin Mo also opened the car door and got out, then stretched and walked to Liu Ruyan's car in front, knocking on the window: "Sister Yuan, Sister Yuan, how are you? Still sleepy? Come out and walk around for a bit!"

Miss Yuan claimed she was experiencing carbon monoxide poisoning, but in reality, she was mostly just stuffed. You see, with Miss Yuan's appetite, eating more is normal. If she were so prone to carbon monoxide poisoning, she would faint three times a day. This time, she was more likely too full to walk.

Just then, the car window slowly rolled down, followed by a catchy, almost hypnotic melody that filled the car, and then Miss Yuan's unique voice rang out:

"Oh my gosh, who's this stunning beauty? She almost stole my soul! Hey little sister, which village do you live in? Which hamlet are you going to? I may not have a Mercedes, but my electric scooter can carry people!"

While singing, Miss Yuan gently lifted Liu Ruyan's chin, and then, to Lin Mo's astonishment, pushed open the car door and performed a two-person comedy routine for him.

Liu Ruyan:
Lin Mo:
"No, was she like this the whole time?"

"What do you think? I feel like she's here to bring me bad luck," Liu Ruyan said helplessly, gripping the steering wheel.

Throughout the journey, although Miss Yuan was extremely full, she wouldn't stop moving even while sitting in the passenger seat. She was practically doing a handstand in the passenger seat; anyone who didn't know better would have thought she was having a seizure.

"Hey, I was just worried you'd get sleepy while driving, okay? Come on, Mozi, let's jump together!" Miss Yuan said.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo immediately took two steps back, ran back to his car, and slammed the door shut.

Just kidding, this is a highway area, not a no-man's land. He still has some shame!

Seeing Lin Mo leave, Miss Yuan gave a disdainful smack and then continued dancing on her own.

At first, the surrounding cars were just watching the spectacle from their cars, and some people were even recording videos. But as the traffic jam dragged on, Miss Yuan's group actually started to grow.

At her peak, she had over thirty people gathered around her to dance abstract dances; she was simply unbeatable.

(End of this chapter)