I'm a little panicked. I'm going to be a father right after my rebirth.

Song Ye swept his eyes over the crowd. They were all familiar faces whom he met at the gambling table. He was unlucky and lost nine times out of ten, but he refused to believe in evil and always wanted to make up for his losses next time, so he owed more and more money.

Song Ye didn't go to gamble today, and these people were afraid that he would run away, so they decided to come together to collect the debt.

[Ding, task released: Pay off all debts, and you will be rewarded with 5000 points upon completion. ]

Song Ye raised the corner of his mouth. The system was really considerate and the tasks were released very timely.

"Song Ye, are you going to pay back the money today?" The yellow-haired leader raised his head, pointed his stick at Song Ye, and looked like he was not someone who could be messed with.

"Stop! Don't hit people!" Song Ye was interrupted when he was about to speak. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was his third uncle and aunt. They were wearing slippers and had not put on their clothes yet, which showed that they were in a hurry.

"Uncle San and Aunt San, why are you here?" Song Ye asked in surprise.

Song Yongkang stood in front of Song Ye and smiled at Huang Mao and the others, "Hey guys, we are all from the same village, so let's talk it out and don't use violence."

Huangmao put down the stick, not because he was afraid of Song Yongkang, but because his father had a good relationship with him, and he would have a hard time explaining if he really hurt him when he got home.

"Uncle Song, we are not here to cause trouble. Song Ye owes us money, more than a thousand yuan. Can you help him pay it back?"

Song Yongkang frowned, turned around and slapped Song Ye on the head, "You little bastard! How come you owe so much money!"

Song Ye knew he was in the wrong so he simply didn't try to hide. He really deserved to be beaten in the past.

After Song Yongkang finished teaching Song Ye a lesson, he turned around and smiled, "Look, it's almost the New Year. Even if he goes out to work now, he won't be able to make any money. Why not wait until after the New Year?"

He rummaged in his pocket for a long time and took out a few bills. "Here are 50 yuan. You can use it to have a good meal. This is the interest."

"What money? This is for the third son to get married, don't spend it carelessly!" Liu Cuihua was not happy. It would be fine if she could say a few good words, but she would feel pain if she actually took the money out.

Song Yongkang glared at her and said, "Don't interfere in men's affairs!" Then he handed the money forward again.

Song Ye quickly stopped his hand and said, "Uncle San, you don't need to help me pay back the money!"

Song Yongkang glared, "You little bastard! Stop talking and get to the back!"

Huang Mao took the money and flicked it, "Uncle Song, your family is worth ten thousand yuan. Are you giving away this little money to a beggar?"

Song Ye snatched the money from the yellow-haired man and said, "I've already told you that you don't have to pay me back. I've paid back all the money I owe you today!"

The yellow-haired man pouted and laughed sarcastically, "Just you?"

Song Ye nodded, "Just me, wait for me for a while! Third uncle, you are here to be a witness. I, Song Ye, will start a new life from today on and will never gamble again!"

Song Ye walked into the warehouse, fiddled with it for a while, and then opened the door. "You can take whatever you want today, no matter how expensive it is! As long as it can pay off the debt I owe!"

The yellow-haired man sneered disdainfully, "What valuable things can you have in your house? You're just using scrap copper and iron to make up the number! I think you're asking for a beating!" As he said that, he raised the stick in his hand again.

Song Ye didn't say anything, but pulled the light cord in the warehouse.

The 40-degree light bulb was a little dim, but it did not prevent them from seeing clearly what was inside.

Song Yongkang was dumbfounded when he saw the TVs, refrigerators and washing machines in the warehouse. Before he could react, Huangmao and the others ran towards what they wanted.

"I want this!"

"this is mine!"

"Go to the side. Song Ye owes me the most money. I'll pick first!"

Some people even had two fights over things, but in the end they all walked out the door contentedly carrying their things.

[Ding! Mission completed, 5000 points, now 8465 points.]

I just spent 1750 points to buy something and got 5000 points back, and also cleared my debt. What a huge profit!

Song Yongkang and Liu Cuihua were heartbroken when they saw so many good things being moved away.

Song Yongkang slapped his thigh, "What a spendthrift! What a spendthrift!"

Liu Cuihua also covered her chest, looking as if she was having heart pain.

Song Ye looked at the two with amusement, "Uncle San and Aunt San, these things were brought back by my friend. The cost is very low, so it's worth using them to pay off the debt!"

Song Yongkang was so angry that his face turned red. "That color TV sold for 3500 yuan, and you still say you didn't lose money. You lost a lot!"

Song Ye wanted to sell it, but in this era, selling electrical appliances requires a dealership, and by the time he gets it, the opportunity will be gone. With the system in hand, making money is a matter of minutes. Now he just wants to spend the New Year with his wife and parents.

Song Ye knew that he wouldn't listen to anything he said, so he simply went into the warehouse and moved out another box.

"Uncle and Aunt, thank you for coming here today. It was all my fault in the past. Take this TV back. It's my New Year's gift to you!"

Song Yongkang carried the TV and walked back home in a daze with his wife. They were stunned, really stunned. What kind of family was it? A color TV was given away just like that.

"Wife...Wife, was this color TV given to you by Song Ye?" Song Yongkang sat at home and couldn't believe it.

Liu Cuihua nodded blankly, "He gave it to me. Song Ye has become rich! Do you think our son's earnings are enough to buy all the things in that warehouse?"

Song Yongkang looked at her, then at the TV, "Buy a poop! Go to bed!"

That night, Uncle and Auntie couldn't sleep. Song Ye, who had gone from being a drunkard and gambler that even dogs hated, suddenly became someone they couldn't reach, and their son's job at the granary didn't seem so attractive anymore.

Song Ye couldn't sleep alone because his wife was not at home. He should have lived at his parents' house earlier.

Everything is good in this era except that communications are not well developed. Otherwise, you can call your third uncle and ask him to look after the house. You don’t have to worry if he doesn’t come back at night.

Song Ye got up early in the morning. The first thing he did was to light the fire wall and the kang. Rural houses are most afraid of being empty. If there is no fire for a few days, the house will become as cold as an ice cellar.

After moving the firewood nearby and making sure it would not cause a fire, he went to the chicken coop outside. When the chickens saw him, they fluttered around as if they had seen a relative.

There was still plenty of bran in the chicken trough. It seemed that the chickens had not eaten anything except the vegetables, and their eyes were turning green with hunger.

Song Ye opened the chicken coop and saw that the chicken had laid eggs! There were five eggs in total, each bigger than a duck egg! Is it normal for the chicken to lay eggs in the middle of winter? He couldn't do anything about it.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck," the chicks called anxiously, as if to say, "Give me food! Give me food!"

Song Ye scratched his head. As long as the chicken was not dead, it should be fine! He took a handful of green vegetables from the space and threw them into the cage. The chickens immediately started to scramble for food, and soon a large handful of green vegetables was eaten up.

"You guys eat too much. I can't afford to feed you! How about catching one and eating it?" Song Ye said jokingly.

The chicks were still screaming in the cage. They had no idea what Song Ye meant and just wanted to eat more vegetables.

But the big rooster that had been fed with the spiritual spring water shrank into the corner silently, as if saying, you can’t see me, you can’t see me!