Returning to the mountain village, starting with mushroom picking to get rich

"Uncle Wang, so early."

"Come in and have a seat."

Despite the unpleasant feeling of being woken up, Yang Lin still forced a smile, pushed open the door, and politely addressed the burly man outside who had a terrible expression.

The man who came was surnamed Wang, and he was the village butcher.

With his skill in slaughtering pigs and cattle, he traveled to markets in several nearby towns to sell meat, which turned out to be the means to prepare a wedding house for his son.

That wedding room wasn't somewhere else; it was right there in their Qingshan Village, in this very group, right at Yang Lin's feet.

It's Yang Lin's house.

According to the original owner's original plan, after marrying Liu Yan, the two of them would go to Liang Province to work.

Even if we have children in the future, we will let them stay in Liang Province to study.

Having settled down in Liang Province, I probably won't return to Nanzhao in the future.

The houses here are just sitting empty anyway, no one takes care of them, it's a shame to let them fall into disrepair.

Why not just sell it and get some money so the couple can have some capital in Liang Province and live a smoother, more comfortable life?

Just then, Wang the butcher realized that his son was about to get married and separate from the family, and he was still short of a house, so he made a deal with Yang Lin.

He used 180,000 yuan in cash to finalize a business deal with Yang Lin.

They bought Yang Lin's self-built house, as well as the area of ​​the yard in front of and behind the house.

The transaction between the two parties was completed. After receiving the money, Yang Lin immediately gave it to Liu Yan as a betrothal gift.

So strictly speaking, this house should now belong to Butcher Wang.

Who would have thought that plans could change so quickly, and that Liu would break off the engagement with cigarette money?

The house, which was originally intended to be handed over to Butcher Wang, was delayed time and again.

Now that Butcher Wang has come to the door again, it's clear he's very impatient with Yang Lin.

……

"Young man, don't talk nonsense. You're at my doorstep, inviting me to sit down?"

As expected, Butcher Wang was very impatient. He blocked the doorway, put his hands on his hips, and began to berate Yang Lin in a loud and gruff voice.

"Uncle Wang is here to ask for a room."

"It's good that you know!"

"Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I definitely won't renege on the house payment. It's just that I still have a lot of personal belongings in the house that I need to tidy up. I'll have to trouble you to wait a few more days," Yang Lin said. "Once I've tidied up, the house will be yours."

Upon hearing this, Butcher Wang immediately flew into a rage.

"Wait, wait, wait! I'm being made to wait again! I've been waiting for you for days!"

Butcher Wang pointed his finger and glared angrily at Yang Lin, shouting loudly.

"Yang Lin, stop trying to cheat me!"

"Let me put this out there: either you hand over the house to me today, or I'll carry you out and throw you out!"

The roaring, violent shouts quickly alerted the entire village.

Hearing the commotion, many villagers from Qingshan Village came to Yang Lin's house one after another, as if to watch a spectacle.

A group of people stood on the periphery, whispering and discussing Yang Lin.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"It's a terrible thing to be scammed out of your money when you're selling your house."

"Old Wang too, we're from the same village, why is he yelling so fiercely?"

The villagers chatted amongst themselves in twos and threes.

Butcher Wang was in the right in this matter. Although they felt sorry for Yang Lin, they couldn't really help him.

Before Yang Lin could explain, two young people, about the same age as him and dressed in a more avant-garde style, suddenly squeezed out from the crowd.

These two men, one named Zhao Dahai and the other Wang Xiaoshan, were friends of the original owner, Yang Lin. The three of them often went to Liang Province to work together.

They share an apartment in Liang Province and often hang out together after get off work. They have a very good relationship with the original owner.

Seeing that Butcher Wang was trying to force Yang Lin to vacate the room, the two of them disregarded all reason and began to berate Butcher Wang.

"Old Wang, you've gone too far. We're all from the same village. You know Yang Lin is in trouble right now, yet you're still kicking him out like this."

……

After being told this by Zhao Dahai and Wang Xiaoshan, Butcher Wang immediately lost his temper.

Wang the butcher, his face flushed, turned and walked towards the crowd, pulling them aside and asking them to judge the matter for him.

"I swear to God!"

Butcher Wang pointed to the sky and said.

"Back then, Xiao Lin wanted to sell the house to get married and then go to work in a beautiful province. It was a house in the middle of nowhere, so who would want it?"

"I knew about this, so I went to the county credit union to make an appointment. It took several days to finally get 180,000 yuan in new money."

"Eighteen thousand new coins, not a speck of dust can be touched. Once they are in hand, they will be handed over to Yang Lin, and everyone will witness it."

"The house is mine now, so I agreed to let him stay for a few days until he finishes his wedding banquet before he moves out."

"Who would have thought? He got cheated on by a woman and now he's refusing to leave my house."

"He was deceived by the woman himself, how can he blame me?"

"When he went to Xuanwu City to reason with the woman, we even stood up for him in public. It's not that we didn't help him."

"My son is about to get married and we'll be separating from the family. Is it wrong for me to take the house back and let my son and daughter-in-law manage it?"

"If you don't want to move, you can get a refund!"

"If you return my money, I won't make things difficult for anyone."

Butcher Wang roared incessantly, his mouth never stopping.

He had been holding these words in for a long time. He didn't want to go too far before, fearing that he would be remembered in the village for bullying orphans.

But whose money isn't money?

Yang Lin was cheated. Should he just suffer in silence and give up the house he bought?

That 180,000 yuan was his life savings; he didn't know how many pigs he would have to slaughter, how many roads he would have to travel, or how much meat he would have to sell to earn it.

Seeing that there were many people, Butcher Wang vented his pent-up resentment in one go.

"Can……"

Zhao Dahai and Wang Xiaoshan wanted to say something, but Yang Lin suddenly stepped forward and pulled them aside, interrupting their conversation.

"Hai-ge, Xiao-shan, there's no need to say anything more," Yang Lin said. "Thank you for standing up for me, but this is my own business. We're all from the same village, there's no need to make things too ugly."

After saying that, Yang Lin turned to Butcher Wang and said something else.

"Since the house was sold to Uncle Wang, it's only natural for him to want to take it back."

"Uncle Wang, take the house back first. As for the things inside, mark out a space in the yard by the gate, and I'll move them there. It'll be done within a week, so it won't take up too much of your time. What do you think?"

"Okay, it's settled then." Butcher Wang hadn't expected that Yang Lin, who had already lost everything, would so readily give up the house.

His expression immediately became much more amiable.

Not long after, Yang Lin completed the handover of the house in the presence of the villagers.

The villagers marveled, feeling that Yang Lin seemed to have become exceptionally charismatic today.

At Yang Lin's invitation, many people nearby were willing to lend a hand and help him move his things.

With many hands making light work, Yang Lin's furniture, appliances, and daily necessities were all moved out and neatly piled up outside the house in no time.

Yang Lin thought that without destruction, there could be no construction, so he also took the opportunity to resell the items to the village at a low price.

If anyone has something they like, just buy it.

"You've sold all the furniture, Xiao Lin, are you not planning to stay in the village anymore?" a villager asked curiously during the resale.

"Mhm." Yang Lin nodded, his face calm. "Anyway, I don't have any ties in Qingshan Village anymore. I'll just go wherever I want from now on."

Everyone assumed that Yang Lin was going to continue working in the factory in Liang Province, and didn't think much of it.

……

"A semi-new induction cooker is 50 yuan, an aluminum cast double-handled pot is 35 yuan, a wardrobe is 80 yuan..."

Yang Lin continued selling his belongings until the afternoon, amidst the villagers' mixed gazes. He managed to sell almost everything and save up two thousand yuan.

After working for half a day, Zhao Dahai learned that Yang Lin had nowhere to go, so he took the initiative to invite Yang Lin to stay at their house for a while.

Yang Lin didn't stand on ceremony and immediately accepted Zhao Dahai's kindness.