Reborn in 1985, starting from a machine factory

"Big brother, what have you been busy with lately?"

After the meal, Chen Mo spoke.

"What else can we do?" Chen Gang replied, "Just watch movies and make friends."

"Let me tell you, I recently met some friends who have connections and will definitely be able to help me get rich in the future."

"What kind of approach?" Chen Mo looked up.

"Look, the People's Cinema and the Red Flag Cinema, they can't sell tickets whenever they're closed on Sundays, right?"

"A few of us friends plan to go ahead, buy the tickets, and then resell them for a little extra money."

"It just requires some capital," Chen Gang said, looking at Chen Mo.

"How come you got to do such a good business?" Chen Mo ignored Chen Gang's gaze.

"Of course not, you have to fight for a spot, and you need to know someone there."

"You're at work, I can't explain this to you."

"If it's convenient, could you lend me some money? I'll start this business and easily make tens of dollars a day!"

Chen Mo gripped the pickaxe handle tightly and stood up.

"Fine, don't lend it then. What are you doing?" Chen Gang stared wide-eyed.

What Sun Dapao said matches what Chen Gang said.

Chen Mo didn't even need to ask Chen Gang how he planned to seize the territory; real money was involved, and he couldn't just take it by talking.

"call!"

The pickaxe handle whistled as it was swung, heading straight for Chen Gang.

Chen Gang instinctively shifted his body to the side and used his arm to block it.

"what!"

He let out a scream, clutched his arm, and stumbled back several steps, pushing the table far away.

"Are you crazy, Chen Mo? What are you trying to do?" Chen Gang stared at Chen Mo with wide eyes.

Chen's father quickly stood up, picked up the chair he was sitting on, and assumed a murderous posture, watching Chen Mo warily.

"Big brother, have your friends already secured their territory?" Chen Mo asked.

Chen Gang covered his arm and remained silent.

Chen Fen quickly moved away, but Li Guihua blocked Chen Gang's path: "Second brother, what are you doing?"

"Mom, let my older brother speak for himself!" Chen Mo said calmly, staring intently at Chen Gang.

"Not yet!" Seeing Chen Mo's condition, Chen Gang disregarded his pain and hurriedly spoke.

"That one blow will be enough!"

Chen Mo casually tossed the pickaxe handle aside.

"Second brother, what are you doing?" Li Guihua hurriedly unbuttoned Chen Gang's clothes. Chen Gang groaned repeatedly, his arms hanging limply to the side, as if he couldn't muster any strength.

Chen's father also stepped forward. He tentatively touched Chen Gang's arm and couldn't tell whether it was a fracture or a dislocation, but it was obviously not a serious injury.

Chen Mo spoke up: "Big brother, do you know Sun Yat-sen?"

"I...oh, I know!"

"He was attacked with a knife yesterday and was fleeing for his life in this village. If I hadn't taken him to the hospital, he would have been dead if I had been just ten minutes later!"

"Huh? What did you say? Sun Dapao?" Chen Gang turned his head.

"Yes, Sun Yat-sen!"

"The blood-stained clothes are still on the shelf, brother, would you like to take a look?"

Li Guihua and Chen's father both slowed down their movements and looked at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo didn't look up: "He woke up late last night and chatted with me for a bit. He said, 'It's inevitable when you're out there doing this.'"

"You are my own brother. If you are doing well, I will find you a job in the future. You can set up a stall or something. At least you won't have to worry about food and clothing."

"If you still want to go out and make a fortune, then I'll beat you so badly you can't leave the house."

"I can't let my parents, who are already so old, bury their child."

Chen Gang's face was a mixture of pain and grievance: "Second brother, couldn't you have talked this out properly? Why did you have to resort to violence?"

"I'm definitely doing better than him. He's brainless, but I am!"

"Look what you did to me! Ouch, that hurts so much!"

Chen Gang grinned and shouted.

"Big brother, I'll take you to see a doctor tomorrow," Chen Mo said.

"However, I'll leave this pickaxe handle here, brother, take a good look at it."

He turned around and placed the pickaxe handle by the door.

Chen Gang immediately shut up.

Li Guihua's face was full of pity. She turned her head and asked, "Second brother, what happened to that Sun guy?"

"He was taken to the hospital in time and his life was saved. It's still unclear whether he'll have any long-term effects," Chen Mo said. "He might lose the ability to move his limbs."

"Is it that serious?"

"Mom, weapons have no eyes; they're all made of flesh and blood."

Li Guihua pursed her lips, looking at Chen Gang's arm with a face full of worry.

Given the current situation, she didn't know how to start the conversation.

After taking the antenna parts down from the partition, Chen Mo said, "Mom, I'm going to the yard to assemble things. You take my older brother and apply a hot towel to his injury."

"Promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis will reduce the suffering."

"OK!"

"It hurts so much!" Chen Gang interjected.

Chen Mo stopped talking. He went to the yard, picked up a wooden stick about 1.5 meters long, and measured the basic position.

The aluminum tube has been cut to the appropriate size; this wooden stick is the main load-bearing component.

A series of wails could be heard from inside the house.

Chen Mo could only pretend not to hear and picked up a few aluminum pipes.

"Second brother, didn't you go too far?"

Suddenly, Chen's father, who had approached at some unknown time, spoke.

Chen Mo subconsciously looked up. For a long time, his father had never spoken much, much less offered his opinions.

"Dad, you mean me?" Chen Mo was a little incredulous.

Mr. Chen squeezed the aluminum pipe on the ground: "If you want to make someone listen to you by force, you have to make them afraid."

"If you don't beat the boss so badly this time that he regrets being born, he'll do it again next time. Will you beat him then?"

"Attack!" Chen Mo said in a deep voice.

"That means if you want the boss to change, he'll have to suffer a lot more times, and later he'll consciously resist you."

"Dad, this is home, not Korea! He's my older brother, I can't hurt him!"

Mr. Chen nodded and turned around: "Second son, you've had a tough time these past two years!"

Chen Mo shook his head: "Dad, what are you saying!"

More than an hour.

Chen Mo assembled the basic components and connected the wires.

It would be best to pack the remaining parts at Zhao Degui's house, otherwise it would be inconvenient to carry them around.

Chen Mo clapped his hands and returned to the mezzanine.

Chen Gang was still wailing downstairs, and Li Guihua was watching over him.

...

The next morning.

As usual, it was pickled cabbage and porridge.

Sitting around the table, Li Guihua looked somewhat haggard.

Chen Gang wailed all night, and she stayed by his side all night until dawn, when Chen Gang finally fell asleep.

She was already in poor health, and the continuous late nights had caused her to have a dull pain in her abdomen, but she refused to say anything.

Chen Fen also got up exceptionally early today. Her little face was full of barely suppressed curiosity, but she didn't dare to speak.

"Mom, take my brother to the hospital this afternoon. Make sure he eats something."

"I'll go out for a bit this morning," Chen Mo said after finishing his porridge.

"Second brother, you went too far! Couldn't you have talked this out?"

"Mom, will my older brother listen?"

"He's your brother!"

"Um!"

"Even if he weren't my brother, I wouldn't have the heart to hit him," Chen Mo said softly.

"Mom, I'm finished eating. I'm going out now!"

Chen Mo stood up, packed the antenna components into a sack, carried the wooden stick, and then walked out of the house.