Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

A middle-aged woman wearing a long sheepskin coat came in.

Behind her is a man in a cowboy hat, her husband.

As soon as the two came in, Dorje stood up from his stool like a chicken seeing a hawk.

"Ama——" Dorje shouted nervously.

The middle-aged woman glanced at her son with a cold face.

He said to the village chief: "Duorang, please don't mess with the rules. Our son will marry a girl from the grassland in the future, not just any woman."

When Xiaohua heard this, she was shocked again and said with a pale face: "Aunt Lancuo, you...what do you mean? You obviously said yesterday that I was welcome to your home!"

"Xiaohua, I feel sorry for you and treat you as my daughter."

The middle-aged woman had a smile on her face, but there was no warmth.

"But I didn't expect that you have such an impure mind that you dare to take advantage of my son! From now on, if you stay away from our Dorje, you will no longer be welcome in our home!"

Xiaohua suddenly burst into tears and knelt down to beg: "Aunt Lancuo, I really like Brother Dorje. We really love each other. Can you please help us?"

"Do you really love each other?"

A sharp and cold light flashed from the corner of the middle-aged woman's eyes.

Scolding his son: "Dorje, you want to marry her as a nama? As long as you admit it, your father and I will not interfere in your affairs from now on!"

Nama is the local herdsmen’s nickname for “wife”.

Xiaohua seemed to see hope, raised her head and looked at the man hopefully: "Brother Dorje..."

"I have always regarded Xiaohua as my younger sister."

Dorje walked behind his mother, avoided the girl's eyes, lowered his head and said, "I can't decide who Nama marries."

The middle-aged woman showed a satisfied look and looked at the village chief: "Duorang, did you hear that? We, Dorje, only regard Xiaohua as our younger sister. She misunderstood herself."

"Yes, I heard it." The village chief sighed.

Lancuo is a very tough woman, and all the sons and men in the family obey her.

The girl she doesn't like will definitely have no chance with Dorje.

"Then we won't get involved in the Li family's affairs."

Lancuo still had a whip in his hand and pushed his son away.

Seeing that the person she liked was about to leave, Xiaohua shouted: "Brother Dorje, why are you like this... You said you wanted to marry me. You also said you wanted to protect me from being bullied!"

Dorje pursed his lips and couldn't say a word.

Lancuo gave his man a look and left with his son first.

She blocked the doorway, stopping the crying girl.

"Morning Flower, the daughter-in-law our family wants needs at least fifty sheep as a dowry. Can your family provide it?"

As she spoke, the woman glanced at Li Jun, who looked like a beggar, and said contemptuously: "Your mother was sold by your father even if she was sick. Which good family in the village can want you? Who dares to marry you?"

Marriage is not just a matter of two people.

Xiaohua's father is a famous lazy man in the village.

Anyone who becomes an in-law with him will have to feed a lot of idle talk and will be dragged to death.

That is to say, Wang Mazi, the only bachelor in the family, is not afraid of him.

"I think Brother San Mazi is pretty good."

Lancuo looked at Wang Mazi and persuaded him, "It's your blessing that he can marry you."

At this point, Lan Cuo took the initiative to step forward and apologize: "Brother Wang, my son is not sensible, so don't worry about it. If you need help in the future, just ask."

Wang Mazi laughed uninhibitedly, "No wonder your son is a coward. It turns out that the mother-in-law is too strong. Lancuo, give half of your courage to your son. I won't beat him today."

"Dorje is still young."

The woman wasn't angry either, "Besides, he's the only child in the family, so it's a good thing to be timid."

After saying a few polite words, Lancuo left the auditorium.

Xiaohua cried so hard that she fainted due to excitement.

"What should we do now? Who among you will give me my money?"

Wang Mazi stretched out his hands and looked at the remaining people: "You girl village, it's hard to cheat me out of money, right?"

The village chief was in a dilemma, and finally looked at Lu Chengyuan: "Comrade, you are from Beijing. Can you advance the money first..."

"Sorry, I didn't bring that much money." Lu Chengyuan refused directly.

After hearing this, Li Hui, who had originally hoped to ask Lu Chengyuan to borrow money, suddenly slumped on the stool.

The village chief saw that Lu Chengyuan didn't want to help.

He gritted his teeth and thought of a way, "It's okay if the village provides the money. Li Jun, you have to win the prize from the farm."

This money cannot be given away in vain.

"I won't do it!"

Li Jun leaned on the stool and refused: "It hurts to rub that thing, whoever likes it can rub it."

The village chief was almost angry to death and cursed: "Then what do you think? You just want to take the village's money for nothing?"

Even if the village chief is willing to give it, the villagers will not agree.

Li Jun burped and said lazily, "I didn't say I wanted to break off the engagement. Whoever breaks it off will be responsible for you."

Li Jun just felt sleepy after eating a lot of meat at home.

He yawned and lay down on the stool: "Don't disturb me, I'm sleepy."

No matter where he was, Li Jun closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Within two minutes, snoring sounded in the auditorium.

Li Hui was completely speechless. She had to take out the 200 yuan she had on her, "That's all I have."

"I still have fifty dollars here."

Xia Chutang took out the money from her pocket and took two hundred yuan from her mother.

He sorted out the money in his hand and handed it to Wang Mazi, "Please count the money, it's two hundred and fifty yuan in total."

Wang Mazi took the money and was unhappy: "I said two hundred and six, but I insist on giving two hundred and five. This amount of money sounds like you are scolding me!"

"We can come up with so much, so don't be picky." Xia Chutang said calmly.

This little girl had a nice voice, and Wang Mazi wasn't so angry anymore, "Okay, for your sake, I won't care. For ten yuan, I will buy you candies."

"Uncle, don't call me random names."

Xia Chutang raised her eyebrows and said with disgust: "You treat me as an uncle, but I am too old for you."

Lu Chengyuan came over and said in a deep voice: "Are you done counting? Please leave when you are done."

The man who came over was half a head taller than Wang Mazi, his figure was as tall as a pine tree, and his face was so good-looking that all men wanted to look at him more.

Wang Mazi looked at the little girl again and laughed at himself: "Okay, okay, I can't compare to that coward just now. I can't compare to this one even more. I'm leaving."

The man carried the shotgun and whistled as he left the auditorium.

Xiaohua's marriage was finally settled.

Lu Chengyuan glanced at the man who was shouting loudly, and asked: "If we leave, he will probably sell the child... Auntie, do you have any ideas?"

"I do not know either."

Li Hui shook his head in confusion, "You know our family's situation, it is unrealistic to raise another child."

"Xiaohua is still so young. If she goes to Xihai to go to school, there is nothing I can do about her hukou..."

Lu Chengyuan had already thought of this, turned around and communicated with the two policemen for a few words, then came over and asked, "What if she is sent to a boarding school in the town? What do you think?"

Both Li Hui and Xia Chutang think this method is good.

Xiaohua, who had just woken up, disagreed when she heard this. She struggled to sit up and shouted: "I don't go to school. I want to make money!"