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

In this world, there are many who laugh at those who have nothing and hate those who have something. The third branch of the Chen family has flourished because of the return of Chen Dong, America's cousin. Although Chen Dong invested in a factory in Lianzhai and gave the village 1.5% of the shares, allowing them to enjoy the dividends every year.

However, the problem was that Chen Dong gave them the right to a 1.5% share of the profits, which made these villagers aware of the approximate annual income of Guangdong Food Factory, and also made some people with ulterior motives envious.

That village has its share of envious "patients" who can't stand seeing others succeed; it's unavoidable. Old Mrs. Wei Shufen has lived a long time, from the Republic of China era to the present day, and the people and things she has seen are beyond the comprehension of her grandsons.

The reason she could sense that people in the village were starting to gossip about the Chen family was because one day, when Grandma Wei Shufen was chatting with her old friends in the village, leaning on her cane, her old friend Cai Cuichun casually said, "Sister-in-law Shufen, even if your family makes so much money, why don't you repair your house?"

"Yes, sister-in-law, your family's Zaiguang is doing well now, and your brothers have all been helped up by your second uncle's son, Zaidong. They're still living in the ancestral house; it's so shabby!"

"Zai Guang is now practically the richest man in our Lianzhai village!"

Grandma Wei Shufen understood the implication in their words and immediately retorted, "It's not like what you're saying. Zai Dong is kind and righteous, but Zai Guang can't just take the shares for free, can he? Most of them have been returned to Zai Dong. Zai Guang is just managing things in the company!"

Since then, Old Lady Wei Shufen has kept a close eye on her daughters-in-law and granddaughters-in-law, preventing them from being too ostentatious and attracting the jealousy of some people in the village.

This is why Chen Zaisheng, Chen Zailong, and Chen Zaixing proposed to apply to the village committee for a homestead to build a Western-style house. That's why Old Lady Wei Shufen strongly opposed it. She wished that her grandsons would all behave themselves, so as not to let them stir up the villagers' fragile jealousy again.

"You should all listen to your grandmother," Chen Xiangui said. "If you can avoid building those Western-style houses, then don't build them. Your grandmother has more experience than you have; she wouldn't harm you!"

Chen Zaixing, that dim-witted fool, wouldn't dare to speak up against his father, Chen Xiangui. If it were up to his stupid nature, he would definitely say something like, "That milk must be very well pickled!"

If Chen Zaixing really dared to say that, his father and his four older brothers would definitely "sacrifice family for the greater good" for him today, and his two uncles and four other cousins ​​would beat him up later.

"Alright, everyone, go home and get some sleep. You all have to go to work tomorrow," Chen Xiangui said, putting on his slippers and helping Grandma Wei Shufen back to her room.

The brothers exchanged glances and realized that the plan to build a Western-style house was off the table. They should just wash up and go to bed.

As soon as Chen Zaiguang returned to his room, his wife Lin Ruiqing came in, pulled him up, and said, "What are you still sitting here for? Go on, your parents will be asleep soon!"

"Wait a minute, what's the rush?" Chen Zaiguang pointed outside. "My second brother, fourth brother, and fifth brother are still washing their feet in the yard. If I go straight to Dad's, they'll see me!"

Lin Ruiqing pinched Chen Zaiguang's arm hard. "How could I have married someone like you? Look at Lao Wu, heartless and naive, he's doing better than you now just by talking. You've been doing this for so many years and you're still just a cook!"

"If you're not anxious, I'm anxious for you!"

"Tsk! What's wrong with the cook?" Chen Zaiguang retorted to Lin Ruiqing with rare firmness, "Besides, what's the use of me being anxious? Wasn't it you who said the supermarket wouldn't open and you were afraid of losing money, which is why you didn't invest!"

"Now you want me to talk to my dad like this? How am I supposed to bring it up?" Chen Zaiguang irritably pulled out a cigarette and lit it. "If I went to tell my dad, 'Dad, I see the supermarket is making money. Do you think we could get some shares from the second and fourth sons?' I'd have no shame!"

Chen Zaiguang slapped his cheek, "If my brothers find out how shameless I am, will we still be brothers?"

"You're thinking about your brothers, but have you thought about Rongrui? Your brothers, now your eldest uncle is a boss at a company, your second uncle works for Uncle Zai Dong, and your fourth and fifth brothers have even started a supermarket. And you? You're still a cook!"

"Your brothers are all doing very well, and your nephews will be living a life of leisure and comfort even if they just coast along. Can't you, as their father, think about your son's future?"

Annoyed by Lin Ruiqing's words, Chen Zaiguang stubbed out his cigarette, angrily got out of bed, put on his slippers, and headed to his parents' room.

Lin Ruiqing immediately followed her man with small steps. In the courtyard, Chen Zaisheng and the others were soaking their feet in enamel basins, smoking and gazing at the night sky. "There isn't a single star in the sky. It's probably going to rain these next few days."

"Please, please don't let it rain," Chen Zaixing said, frowning. "Our supermarket is opening these days, and it's usually packed with customers. If it rains, we don't want anyone to come!"

Chen Zailong knocked off his cigarette ash, looked at the fifth brother who was always full of mischievous ideas, and asked, "It's going to rain. What can we do to make sure they don't get soaked on their way home?"

"How about we deliver an umbrella?"

Chen Zaixing had a sudden inspiration and felt that his idea would work, so he stood up and stepped into the enamel basin. "Fourth Brother, think about it. Our supermarket just has a counter at the entrance. We don't say we sell umbrellas, we just say we can use umbrellas with a deposit."

"I've already thought of a name: 'Helpful Umbrella.' Our supermarket buys umbrellas for 60 cents each and sells them for 1.2 yuan each. We'll offer them for free with a 80-cent deposit, so people who don't have an umbrella can use them first. They can get their deposit back when they bring their own. What do you think, Fourth Brother?"

Chen Zailong thought about it and realized that Lao Wu's method was novel and promising. "Hey! You really have a knack for coming up with all sorts of ideas. I'll think about how to proceed with this."

Chen Zaixing was about to boast a bit more when he saw the third son and his wife walking quietly toward their parents' room. Chen Zaixing gestured with his lip, and Chen Zaisheng and Chen Zailong turned around and looked back, seeing Chen Zaiguang and his wife enter their parents' room.

"What are you doing in our parents' room in the middle of the night, Third Brother and Third Sister-in-law?" Chen Zaixing lifted his feet out of the enamel basin, without even wiping the water off them, and ran to the window in his slippers to eavesdrop on their conversation.

As soon as he entered the room, he heard his father, Chen Xiangui, say in a low voice, "You were the ones who said you didn't want it back then, so why are you coming to me now saying you want to invest!"

"Dad, I was just afraid of losing money back then!"