Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

"Even if you were willing, Secretary Tian wouldn't!"

After being scolded by his second brother Chen Zaisheng, Chen Zaixing immediately admitted his mistake and corrected his attitude, saying, "Hehe, second brother, I was just saying it casually. How could I make things difficult for Secretary Tian?"

"Just so you know, the supermarket is about to open. Now that you're back, you should stay there and keep an eye on things. Make sure the workers finish the remaining tasks quickly. It will open in four days."

"Grandma has already had someone choose an auspicious date. Four days from now is a lucky day for the grand opening! If you miss it, Grandma might hit you on the head with her cane! Don't complain then."

"Okay, okay, I know. I'll go to the county tomorrow to keep an eye on it." Hearing that it was his grandmother, Wei Shufen, who had asked someone to choose the date, Chen Zaixing didn't dare to be careless.

People in Guangdong province value good fortune. No matter what a good thing is, they must choose an auspicious time and day to do it. This has given rise to a profession called "Sun-watching Master". In Guangdong, you can usually find shops with the sign "Sun-watching Shop" with an old man in a long robe sitting inside.

Don't misunderstand, it's some small-time association. They specialize in observing the auspicious time of day and make a living by bringing good luck.

In southern Guangdong, there are three types of people who never have to worry about making a living: feng shui masters, traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and "coffin tigers" (people who sell coffins).

What is a "coffin tiger"? It is a person who specializes in handling all the funeral arrangements for people. In southern Guangdong, funerals are a very complicated matter, especially for people in the Tuocheng area. The traditional people of Tuocheng even distinguish mourning clothes according to the closeness of the clan. The mourning clothes for major and minor mourning periods cannot be worn casually.

"Coffin Tigers" are people who specialize in organizing funerals. They know exactly how to arrange relationships such as relatives, siblings, sons-in-law, and family friends during the funeral procession. They can also help you with the order of the relatives, the type of mourning clothes to wear, and so on, so that the family can avoid making mistakes and being laughed at.

After finishing their meal at the canteen, Chen Zaixing, Li Renfa, Chen Zaijun, and the others drove back to their ancestral home. On the way, Cai Shuisheng told Chen Zaixing about the village's dividend distribution. When Li Renfa learned that his family had received more than 900 yuan in dividends, he grinned from ear to ear.

Chen Zaixing nodded dismissively. Boss Chen didn't care about such a small amount of money anymore. His supermarket, worth hundreds of thousands, was about to open, so naturally, he didn't care about 900 yuan.

After waving goodbye to the two, Chen Zaixing pressed the car key, and the Mercedes-Benz 450 beeped twice before locking itself. He then went into the ancestral home, where he found many people already seated. Wu Fangru, seeing her husband return, rushed over and asked, "Zaixing, why didn't you call first before you got back? Have you eaten?"

"We ate at the factory. Why is everyone here today?" Chen Zaixing walked into the lobby carrying his luggage, smiling at his father, "Are you getting paid?"

When Chen Xiangui heard his youngest son say this, he laughed and said, "You're really lucky, kid. You just happened to come back today when we opened the savings account."

"Wow, they're really making money! I guess I'm really lucky! Hahaha!"

"How much will you send?"

"55555 each, I've put them all in the bank for you. Come over and get your passbooks by account number," Chen Xiangui said, placing a black plastic bag on the coffee table.

"Dad, this is too much! So many passbooks, aren't you afraid the bag will break and one or two will fall out?" Chen Zaixing complained.

Chen Xiangui glared at his youngest son and cursed, "What nonsense! I rode back in your older brother's car the whole way. Do you think they're all as unreliable as you, a good-for-nothing who can waste his trip to Shanghai!"

Seeing his father seize the opportunity to make trouble, Chen Zaixing quickly waved his hand in surrender, lightly slapping his mouth a few times, "Alright, alright, I guess I was just being a tacky talker."

As Chen Zaixing spoke, he stepped forward and began flipping through the notebooks one by one, searching for his own. "Chen Zaiming, hurry up and take it. Chen Zailong, come and get it."

"You brat, you have no manners!" Huang Lanzhi slapped her youngest son, Chen Zaixing, on the head. "Get out of the way, let your father handle the rest!"

"hey-hey!"

Chen Zaiming from the second branch of the family laughed and stepped forward, pretending to raise his hand to hit Chen Zaixing, "You brat!"

"Hey, no, no, no, Brother Jae-myung, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Among the brothers of the three branches of the family, only Chen Zailian and Chen Zaixing are the same age, with a difference of just over a month. Even so, in formal occasions, Chen Zaixing still has to obediently call Chen Zailian "brother". Chen Zaiyou is the youngest, and the others are all older than Chen Zaixing.

It was Chen Zaixing's reckless nature that allowed him to call his fourth brother Chen Zailong by his full name when his brother wasn't home. If his eldest and fourth brothers were there, they would have slapped him across the face.

"Chen Zaixing, come and get it!"

Hearing his father call his full name with such a furious expression, Chen Zaixing shamelessly stepped forward, only to be flicked on the forehead. He didn't dare rub it, lest he get another beating.

Chen Zaixing took the passbook, flipped it open, and saw that the balance column read: 55555 yuan. He grinned and stuffed the passbook into his wife Wu Fangru's hand. Chen Rongwen, Chen Rongwu, and their children tiptoed over to rummage through it, saying, "Uncle, let me see what the passbook looks like."

"Go away, go away, can you even read? If you want to see, ask your dad to show it to you," Chen Zaixing waved his hand to urge his two nephews to hurry up.

"You stingy person!"

"My uncle is such a cheapskate!"

"I'll tell my dad later, Uncle, you call my dad by his full name," Chen Rongwen, that little brat, knew how to threaten people, and immediately brought up the incident where Chen Zaixing had just called his dad Chen Zailong by his full name.

"You little rascal, you learn nothing but how to tattle," Chen Zaixing had no choice but to take the bankbook from his wife, open it, and hand it to his two sons, Wenwu. "Alright, here you go, take it all you want."

"snort!"

Chen Zaixing felt that none of his nephews were easy to fool; they were all cunning and shrewd, unlike him, the uncle, who was honest and reliable.

Wow, so many 5s!

The six children—Rongyuan and Rongxiong from the second brother's family, Rongrui from the third brother's family, and Rongwen and Rongwu from the fourth brother's family—huddled together, staring at Chen Zaixing's bankbook, shouting excitedly, "So much money! Uncle, you have to treat us to soda!"

"No, we won't invite you!"

"Then we'll tell Fourth Uncle to call him by his full name!"

"You guys are ruthless!"

Huang Lanzhi was amused by her grandsons and laughed heartily. Chen Zaixing complained to his mother, "Mom, you need to control your precious grandsons! They've all learned to blackmail their uncle! They have no respect for their elders!"

"You're the one who's being irresponsible, and you're blaming your nephews for getting out of control," Huang Lanzhi took the bankbook from her grandchildren and slapped it into Chen Zaixing's hand, who was both amused and exasperated. "Remember, only one bottle per person, don't let them drink more!"

He then turned to his grandsons and said, "You're only allowed to have your uncle buy you one bottle. If you dare ask for more, your father will spank you until your bottoms are raw!"

"Oh, you're the best nurse!"