Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 112 Who Said Grandpa’s Temper Was Good (Three More Updates)

Chapter 112: 112 Who Said Grandpa’s Temper Was Good (Three More Updates)

A bald man, his neck adorned with a thick gold chain and both hands pinching a cigarette, stared at a heap of scrap metal, fuming.

"Bro," Huo Wu kneeled on the ground, "We were just about to catch up with that strong guy when out of nowhere, a heavy truck barrelled in from another road. The driver of that truck was trained; he didn’t even consider us as a threat. At first, it was just a scrape, but then he hit us again, and then the car ended up like this."

Compared to being ruthless, they were truly ruthless.

A whole car gone, tens of thousands lost.

"Some punk, picking on me," the man called Bro Huo, with especially thick lips and dark skin, said, "My car, I spent nearly thirty thousand on it, and now it’s just gone."

"Bro," Huo Wu seemed almost to cry, "Bro, I failed in my task, not only did I not finish the job assigned to me, but I also lost your car. Bro, any punishment you decide is fine by me."

"Old Five," the middle-aged man with a ponytail sneered, "You go out and destroy big brother’s car, and just a little punishment will do?"

This was too lenient on Old Five.

"Big brother, I couldn’t have predicted this tough situation. Moreover, the opponent was driving a big rig; I was no match at all," Huo Wu was dejected, "Big brother, I guess that guy was just passing through here, and finding him might be harder than reaching the heavens."

"Big brother," a young man who appeared to be in his twenties stepped forward, "I think there’s more to this. Just as Old Five was about to catch up with the guy we were supposed to teach a lesson, that truck showed up. Could it really be such a coincidence?"

"Old Eight, you say," Bro Huo sat back down, motioning for Old Eight to continue.

"I’m just guessing, but could that Dr. Ye have any connections? Perhaps he knew beforehand that we were after him, so he staged this whole act?"

"Impossible," the man with long hair scoffed, "We had made inquiries beforehand. The other party is just an ordinary doctor with no connections."

"Regardless," Bro Huo darkened his face, "Our car was destroyed while pursuing him, so he has to be held accountable. That guy also has a car. If our car is destroyed, we can’t let it go for nothing. We need to figure out a way to get his car."

Thinking they could mess with his car and that he, Bro Huo, is some sick cat to be bullied.

"You are wise, big brother," Huo Wu looked up, "Don’t worry, big brother, I’ll handle it. I will make sure it’s done right."

"If you mess this up again, don’t bother sticking with me, just get lost." If it wasn’t done right once, twice; why keep him around?

"Yes, yes, big brother, I’ll be careful this time."

"With that brain of yours, what can you even handle? Let Old Eight assist you. I’m giving you a week, one week. I want to see that car, and as for that lad, let him off for a few days until we get his car."

"Yes, yes."

——

Su Xiaofeng sat in the car, watching the scenery outside, silent all the way.

What to say.

For the moment, she simply didn’t know what to say.

Ye Cheng glanced at her, saw her staring out the window, and moved his lips, wanting to say something, yet unsure how to speak.

"I’ll get off here. I’ll walk back myself." Upon reaching Shanghe Village, Su Xiaofeng did not want Ye Cheng to escort her to the Threshing Ground; besides, it wasn’t far. She could walk back on her own.

Ye Cheng nodded.

As he watched Su Xiaofeng leave, Ye Cheng took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Grandpa," Ye Fei was in good spirits. Grandpa’s illness was better, so naturally, he felt great.

"What good deeds you guys have done," Ye Cheng said with a sneer.

"Grandpa," Ye Fei chuckled, "Grandpa, Old Jian and I just wanted to check if you were better. I’m here to congratulate you, grandpa. Your illness is cured."

Ye Cheng’s brows raised slightly, "How can you tell?"

"Grandpa," Ye Fei’s voice almost soared, "you did that thing to that girl in broad daylight, definitely cured, right?"

"That thing?" Ye Cheng frowned.

What had he done to Su Xiaofeng?

Thinking grandpa was angry, Ye Fei dared not say more, "Nothing much, just that thing. Grandpa, when can we go back to Imperial Capital?" He had been stuck in this small county for years and felt like he was falling apart.

Dudu, the sound came through from the other end as the call disconnected.

Ye Fei glared at the phone.

Who said Grandpa had a good temper? Look, hangs up the phone as soon as he disagrees.

"What did Grandpa say?" Old Sword popped up from behind. "Is it almost time?"

Ye Fei could not be bothered to look at him: "Ask him yourself."

He really has a loose tongue, why ask about going back for nothing?

——

He Ximei arrived home after three o’clock, looking at Xiaofeng who had just returned: "Xiaofeng, didn’t you leave early to catch the bus?"

"When I got to the town, I ran into Ye Cheng. Ye Cheng had picked up a woman in labor from the county town, so I went down with him."

Dr. Ye is a kind man, very enthusiastic. Initially, He Ximei thought Dr. Ye was a difficult person to approach, but after interacting with him she realized, Dr. Ye is very enthusiastic.

Look, as soon as he sees Xiaofeng on the road, he would give her a lift, and in case of critically ill patients, he would also help them get to the county town.

"Right, your dad has gone to Master Wang’s house, he also said to check which things you need in your room and which you don’t. Tidy up a bit, and see if we can start work these few days." He Ximei was also packing, there wasn’t much furniture at home, it was simple.

Xiaofeng nodded: "I got it."

"Right, don’t move the heavy stuff yourself, call your brother to help move it," He Ximei thought of something and instructed.

Hearing that her elder brother’s family was renovating their house, Ma Donghua swayed up to their door, leaning on it: "Sister-in-law, you want to renovate the house, where will you guys stay?"

"Stay at your house, do you agree?"

"There are only three rooms in my house— one for my dad, one for my two sons, and one for Guisheng and me. There’s no spare room to accommodate more people." There actually was one more room, but it was filled with unused items, definitely not suitable for living.

"Don’t worry, we won’t impose on your place, seeing how stingy you are, no idea who you take after." He Ximei smiled softly: "We’ve rented a set of rooms in the city, we’ll stay there while the old house is being renovated."

Ma Donghua mentally went through a million possibilities, like staying at her sister-in-law’s mother’s place for a while or living with her and her third uncle for a few days, but she had never imagined her brother’s family would choose to live in the city.

Fine then.

Ever since her brother got injured and received compensation money, their life had gotten more stylish.

"Sister-in-law," Ma Donghua sighed softly: "You have to think long-term. Just because you have some money now doesn’t mean you can lose all direction. So many people living in the city, the daily expenses must be huge, right?"

"Aunt," Su Xiaofeng came out of the room: "From what you’re saying, Aunt, are you planning to give us some money or are you inviting us to stay at your place for a while?"

That was of course impossible.

Ma Donghua chuckled: "If my house had enough space, I would have offered without you having to ask," she said, then sighed deeply: "You have no idea, ever since I lost a red envelope in the outhouse, my whole body aches, I just can’t feel comfortable."

He Ximei’s eyelids twitched, wondering what Ma Donghua was up to now. She lost the red envelope herself, could she possibly expect them to reimburse it?

"I’ve heard the old folks in the village say that losing a red envelope is bad luck, could ruin the whole year." Ma Donghua paused: "Of course, I know it was my carelessness last time, but it’s strange, how could a perfectly fine red envelope get lost? At the end of the day, it’s just bad luck."

Xiaofeng found it amusing inside, so now your bad luck is my fault?

"Aunt," Xiaofeng likewise sighed: "That day, the red envelope was perfectly safe with my second granduncle, but you insisted on snatching it. I believe, had the red envelope remained with my second granduncle, it surely wouldn’t have been lost."

Ma Donghua was furious, listen to this, what is this supposed to mean?

She lost her red envelope in an inappropriate place, how is it wrong to ask for another one?

What does it mean by she shouldn’t have snatched it?

Her dad, an old man, what use does he have for a red envelope? Eventually, it would have ended up with her anyway.

"Exactly." The red envelope was already given, He Ximei believed they were right: "Donghua, you didn’t take care of your belongings, we can’t be blamed for that. We genuinely gave the red envelope, I was actually thinking about giving you another one, but look, our house is about to be renovated, we can’t just not renovate it and give you another big envelope instead. Or are you suggesting, our family should move in with yours?"

Ma Donghua really was something, blaming others for her own negligence, still wanting a red envelope, as if their money came from thin air.

"Sister-in-law, I don’t like what you’re saying," Ma Donghua scoffed coldly: "That day, I counted, there wasn’t six hundred sixty-six in that red envelope, who knows what you stuffed inside it, otherwise, how could the red envelope in my pocket have gotten lost?"

After all, I didn’t see that much, you need to compensate.

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