Reborn In The ’80s

laced it on the table.
He wiped Xu Fan’s plump tiny hands and face before getting in bed and hugging Xu Fan to sleep.

The next morning, Xu Zhao woke up from the outside noise.
He put on his clothes and went out to take a look.
He found a tractor stopped at the intersection.
Five to six men sat on the tractor, and over ten people were surrounding them, looking as if they were reluctant to part.

“Mom, what’s happening?” Xu Zhao asked, puzzled.

“They’re going to work somewhere else.
I heard they can make 200 Yuan in half a year.
Xu Zuocheng is going as well,” Mother Xu said.

“Xu Zuocheng?”

“Yes.
He was very smug about it.
He deliberately said in front of your dad and me that he could probably earn 20-30 Yuan a month.
He was definitely looking down at us.”

“Let him be smug.”

“Exactly.
It’s good if he leaves.
One is locked up at the police station for three months and the other is leaving for work.
We can finally have some peace and quiet.”

Xu Zhao couldn’t help but look at the tractor, seeing Xu Zuocheng.
Xu Zuocheng only knew that Xu Zhao was selling mooncakes for money, but didn’t know how much he earned.
Thinking that Xu Zhao only made 5 Yuan after selling popsicles for a month, then he could probably only earn 20-30 Yuan selling mooncakes.
What was 20-30 Yuan? He’s heading to the city today and he’d also earn 20-30 Yuan a month.
Once he returns, he’d bring back at least 100 Yuan.
100 Yuan! Xu Zuocheng felt happy just thinking about it.
Looking at Xu Zhao, his gaze turned contemptuous.

Xu Zhao ignored him and watched the tractor leave South Bay Village.
Afterward, he took Xu Fan to Da Zhuang’s house.
Besides Da Zhuang’s father, there were other workers who knew how to build houses at Da Zhuang’s house.
Xu Zhao took out his drawing and discussed the area, tiles, bricks, and other issues with them.

The discussion lasted a whole morning.
Once they finished, everyone else besides Da Zhuang’s father used shovels and ox carts to lay down the foundation.

In the afternoon, tiles and bricks from the kilt factory arrived one by one on ox carts.
Meanwhile at Da Zhuang’s house, the fine sand, sieve, sand plasters, brick and tile knives, saws, and other tools were all taken out, which immediately attracted the attention of the villagers.
Numerous people started discussing:

“What are they doing? Who are they building a house for?”

“They’re building a house for Xu Zhao.
His thatched hut leaks in the rain and it’s impossible to live in.”

“Xu Zhao has money.”

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“He shouldn’t have any money.
He made money selling mooncakes before, but I heard Da Zhuang’s father say that he had an outstanding account.
It’s mainly because he has fiction with his two older brothers who live in the tiled houses.
Their friction is very high so it’s good that he’s moving.
It’s very good that he’s moving.”

“It is good that he’s moving.
I also heard he’s building the house on credit.
It definitely has to be on credit.
Building a house isn’t a small matter.”

“…”

In fact, Xu Zhao didn’t put it on credit.
Da Zhuang’s father didn’t want others to know that Xu Zhao made a huge bunch of money all at once.
It attracted other people’s envy.
That was why he deliberately said that Xu Zhao gladly accepted and handed the matter of building the house to Da Zhuang’s father.
Meanwhile, Mother and Father Xu, and Xu Zhao started thinking about the matter of planting vegetables.
However, before planting vegetables, he needed to call Cui Qingfeng first to tell Cui Qingfeng that he wouldn’t be able to head to Fan’s Little Shop over the next few days, so the shop will be left to him.

But before he could call, Uncle Zhang had run over to tell Xu Zhao that someone from the county town had called for him.
Xu Zhao thought it was Cui Qingfeng and hurried over, but who knew that it would be Cui Dingchen.

Xu Zhao called in surprise, “Youngest uncle?”

Cui Dingchen’s deep voice rang from the other end, “Mn, it’s me.”

“What’s the matter?” Xu Zhao asked.

“Um,” Cui Dingchen hesitated before speaking again, “You haven’t returned my checkered handkerchief yet, right?”

Xu Zhao recalled this matter and said, “Ah, I’m sorry, Youngest uncle.
I forgot.”

“Mn.
When will you return it?”

Xu Zhao secretly calculated the matters he currently had on hand and said, “Tomorrow.”

“Are you busy?” Cui Dingchen asked.

“Sort of,” Xu Zhao said with embarrassment.

“Busy with what?”

“I’m building a house, and have some other things going on as well.”

“Oh.” Cui Dingchen paused for a moment then said, “When will you come tomorrow?”

“In the morning.”

“Alright.
In the morning then.”

“Mn.
My apologies, youngest uncle.”

“It’s fine.
It’s settled then.”

After hanging up the phone, Xu Zhao was stunned.
Cui Dingchen called just to ask about the checkered handkerchief? T-t-this was very similar to Xu Fan.
Every time Da Zhuang borrowed Xu Fan’s marbles to play with, not even half a day later, Xu Fan would definitely run to Da Zhuang’s house to get back the marbles, worried that Da Zhuang would be greedy for his marbles.
This… But thinking about it, resources were lacking in this era.
Everything was precious.
Moreover, the handkerchief was of good quality, therefore, Xu Zhao went home and put away the handkerchief.

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The next morning, the weather suddenly turned cold.
Summer clothes couldn’t be worn anymore.
After dressing Xu Fan in a long sleeved shirt and pants, Xu Zhao changed into his own new shirt, new pants, as well as new shoes.
After washing his face and hair, he cleaned up.

Turning his head, he saw Xu Fan standing in front of the mud wall.
There was a mirror stuck on the mud wall, and reflected in the mirror, Xu Fan used his chubby hands to clutch his fleshy face and said, “Wow, I look so good.”

Xu Zhao: “…”

Xu Fan: “Wow, I look so good in my new clothes.”

Xu Zhao: “…”

After looking in the mirror, he deliberately ran in front of Mother and Father Xu, telling them that he was wearing new clothes that his daddy had bought for him.
Not waiting for Mother and Father Xu to praise him, he boasted about how good he looked.
Who knew where this confidence came from?

Xu Zhao pushed the brand new bicycle and called, “Xu Fan.”

Xu Fan responded from inside the thatched hut, “Yes!”

“I’m heading to the county town.”

“I’ll go too.”

Xu Fan quickly ran from the thatched hut and habitually ran beside Xu Zhao.
He turned his back on Xu Zhao then lifted his small arms to have Xu Zhao lift him up and put him on the front handlebars.
Once he sat down, he said, “Daddy, you look good.”

“I know,” Xu Zhao said.

“I also look good.”

“Mn.”

Xu Fan was quiet, and after a while, he called again, “Daddy.”

“Mn,” Xu Zhao answered.

Xu Fan asked, “Are we going to sell popsicles?”

“No, it’s too cold.
Popsicles can’t be eaten anymore,” Xu Zhao said.

“Can’t eat popsicles anymore.”

“That’s right.
We won’t sell popsicles anymore.
We’ll sell vegetables.”

“We won’t sell popsicles, we’ll sell vegetables!” Xu Fan learned from Xu Zhao.

“Yes!”

Along the way, Xu Fan learned a lot of words from Xu Zhao.
Not long later, they arrived at the county town.
Since it was still early, Fan’s Little Shop wasn’t open yet.
Xu Zhao carried Xu Fan directly to the Cui residence.
When they arrived at the Cui residence, he saw Cui Dingchen sorting out clothes in the courtyard.

Cui Dingchen was a bit startled when he saw Xu Zhao.