Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

Driving a tractor was indeed much faster than riding a bicycle, and Chen Yongqiang returned to town in less than an hour.

He glanced at the sky; it was almost dark. "Let's go see Wang Guixiang another day."

The tractor handlebars made a nearly 90-degree turn and headed towards Shimen Village.

The tractor that Chen Yongqiang bought was the first one in several nearby villages!

He had just driven the tractor to the village entrance when the "putt-putt" roar broke the evening's tranquility.

Soon, adults and children alike were drawn to this novel and impressive iron contraption, gathering around the roadside and discussing it animatedly, creating quite a stir.

First, he ran into a familiar villager, who stared in astonishment: "Yongqiang, you bought a tractor?!"

Chen Yongqiang stopped the car, smiled, and handed him a cigarette: "Yeah, we're planning to build a house, so buying a car will make it easier to transport materials."

"You're planning to build a house? You're really capable!" The villager took the cigarette, his tone full of envy.

Nearby, some mischievous children had already climbed onto the back of the tractor, using both their hands and feet.

When his parents saw him, they quickly scolded, "You little brat, get down here! You'll fall and kill yourself!"

Chen Yongqiang got back into the driver's seat, carefully looked around to make sure no children were near, then shifted gears and the tractor slowly drove towards his home.

Because curious children kept running alongside him, Chen Yongqiang didn't dare to drive fast and just moved forward slowly.

When passing by Liang Meie's house, her family was also attracted by the noise and walked to the side of the road.

Liang Meie recognized Chen Yongqiang at a glance, and a surprised yet proud smile appeared on her face. She quickly walked to the car and asked, "Brother Yongqiang, you bought a tractor?"

"I wanted to buy it, so I bought it," Chen Yongqiang said casually.

Liang Meie's father-in-law, Old Li, was standing at the gate of his own courtyard when he saw it, but he just watched from afar and didn't come over to say anything.

Seeing her father-in-law standing nearby, Liang Meie didn't want to overdo it, so she didn't go near Chen Yongqiang. She just stood by the roadside and said a few words with a smile.

At this moment, Liang Meie's son, Li Gensheng, had just finished eating when he saw the tractor and excitedly ran over, quickly climbing onto the back of the tractor.

"Get down! Don't cause trouble!" Liang Meie quickly pulled him down.

Li Gensheng clung to the edge of the truck bed, refusing to let go: "No! I want to go to Uncle Yongqiang's house to watch TV!"

He stared longingly at Chen Yongqiang, also wanting to sit on this imposing big iron machine.

Chen Yongqiang looked at Li Gensheng, whose face was full of longing, and said, "Alright, then you'd better hold on tight."

Anyway, it's not far from my home, so it's no big deal to let the child sit for a while.

Chen Yongqiang drove even slower now, almost shuffling forward.

When the tractor finally drove into their yard, a dozen or so adults and children had already followed behind to watch the spectacle.

Qin Shan and his two twin daughters were also squeezed into the crowd.

As soon as Chen Yongqiang turned off the engine, a crowd of people suddenly surrounded the tractor.

Several teenagers even climbed onto the cab and the truck bed, touching and looking at everything.

Chen Yongqiang got out of the driver's seat, walked up to Qin Shan, and offered him a cigarette: "Uncle Qin!"

Qin Shan took the cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and looked the brand-new tractor up and down:

"You're really something, kid. You brought this big guy back without making a sound. How much did you pay for it?"

"Including the gas money, it cost a total of over 2,600 yuan," Chen Yongqiang replied truthfully.

At this moment, village chief Yang Dahai also arrived after hearing the news. He pushed through the crowd to the front, his eyes shining as he circled the tractor:

"Good heavens! Yongqiang, you've really made a scene! This is getting out of hand in the whole village!"

Chen Yongqiang handed him a cigarette: "Village chief, I bought this tractor to support the development of our village. In the future, if the village needs anything to transport or move things, just let me know, and I'll give you priority."

"You're one of those guys who still remembers the villagers." Yang Dahai lit a cigarette and chuckled, clearly pleased with Chen Yongqiang's words.

Chen Yongqiang was just being polite; from now on, his own work would take priority.

"Yongqiang, buying a tractor is a great thing! Let's set off some firecrackers to celebrate!" Yang Dahai suggested with a smile.

"I'll go get it right away." Chen Yongqiang still had some firecrackers left over from the Chinese New Year celebrations at his home.

He squeezed into the courtyard and saw Lin Xiulian standing under the eaves.

She was pregnant, so she didn't push her way forward with the villagers and just watched from a distance.

"Go get some water first when you get back," Lin Xiulian said with concern.

"We'll drink later," Chen Yongqiang replied, then went inside to get firecrackers.

He took out a string of 1,000-shot red firecrackers and said to Lin Xiulian, "You go inside first, so you don't get set off by the firecrackers."

Lin Xiulian nodded and turned to go back to the kitchen.

Chen Yongqiang walked into the yard, where Qin Liping had already taken the driver's seat of the tractor, and the boys were eagerly circling around her.

Chen Yongqiang found a long wooden stick and used it to lift the firecrackers: "They're about to set off firecrackers, everyone stay away!"

Upon hearing this, the children scattered in a flash, some cleverly hiding behind the tractor.

Chen Yongqiang lit the fuse with a cigarette butt, and the crackling sound of firecrackers immediately rang out, mixed with the excited shouts of the children, making the courtyard even more lively than during the Spring Festival.

While some people are doing well, others are feeling uneasy.

Hearing the commotion, He Jun stood under an old tree not far away, watching the lively scene from afar, but his heart felt like it was being gnawed at by something.

"What's with all the smugness... You show-off! Let's see how long your glory lasts!"

He secretly compared himself to Chen Yongqiang in everything, and his wife was not as pretty and charming as Lin Xiulian.

He gambled away all the money he had saved to buy a television, making Liu Qiaozhu the second person in the village to own one.

Now Chen Yongqiang has brought back this conspicuous tractor.

He Jun just got a raise this year, and he was initially quite happy. Fifty-two and a half yuan a month is considered pretty good in the village.

But when you do the math, even if you don't eat or drink, it would take many years to save up enough to buy this iron lump.

"Pooh!"

He spat hard on the ground, as if trying to vent the frustration in his heart.

"I make a living with my skills, what use is this tractor to me? If I'm going to buy something, I'll buy a motorcycle! That's what's impressive."

Thinking about it this way, I seemed to have regained some balance, but I just couldn't suppress that sour feeling.

Chen Yongqiang never took He Jun seriously; everything he did was for the greater good.

Yang Dahai, standing in the yard, shouted at the children who were still playing around the tractor, "Go home right now! If you keep making a fuss, Teacher Gao will come and see you and make you copy the text ten times!"

These words were more effective than anything else. Upon hearing "Teacher Gao" and "copying homework," the children scattered like startled sparrows.

Chen Yongqiang greeted, "Village chief, don't rush off, come in and have a couple of drinks?"

He was in a good mood today, and he also wanted to ask Yang Dahai how things were going with the brick kiln in the village.