Chapter 43: The Gift of Gold

“How do you mean by that?”
Zeng Xiaofan asked in confusion, “Uncle Gui, are you worried I won’t have enough money to lease farmland?”
“I have money, you don’t need to worry!”
“Just a few days ago, I accidentally saved President Fan Bing of Bihui Group, and she thanked me directly with five hundred thousand yuan…”
“What!?”
“Five hundred thousand!?”
Both Xiao Changgui and Bai Qingyao were stunned.
“Is that true? You saved her? How did you end up saving her?”
Zeng Xiaofan recounted in detail how he had chanced upon Fan Bing being bitten by a snake that day.
Of course, the specifics of the treatment, including the intimate act of sucking the venom from her wound, he naturally omitted.
Bai Qingyao and Xiao Changgui listened, utterly astonished.
“Silly boy, since when did your medical skills become so advanced?”
“You haven’t even earned your medical license yet, how could you dare to treat people so casually?”
“What if something went wrong?”
“And she’s such a powerful lady, a president…”
Zeng Xiaofan thought to himself, if I told you I inherited a mysterious legacy, you wouldn’t believe me anyway…
With that in mind, Zeng Xiaofan casually found an excuse and said,
“Don’t you remember? I studied Chinese medicine at university.”
“Though I dropped out due to some unpleasant incidents, I kept studying relentlessly afterwards.”
“Sister Bihui encouraged me, even personally helped me with experiments. The more I learned, the more skilled I became.”
“Now, aside from not having a license, I can say my medical skills surpass any doctor you’d find out there!”
“Enough, enough… Stop boasting…”
Bai Qingyao snorted coldly, “With your self-taught, half-baked skills, just make sure you don’t kill anyone!”
“No more reckless acts like this in the future~”
Zeng Xiaofan smiled bitterly, helpless, “Auntie… trust me!”
“I’m really skilled now, you know. Didn’t I help treat your injuries, even the ones below, with my massage therapy?”
“Uh…” Bai Qingyao’s cheeks flushed, “Who told you to bring that up!”
“Well… about President Fan… Just don’t do anything risky again next time…”
“Alright…” Zeng Xiaofan didn’t want Bai Qingyao to worry, so he agreed readily.

“So I have enough money to lease farmland now. I’ll select suitable medicinal herbs to plant, and with my special formula, you can just wait to fill your bags with cash!” Zeng Xiaofan said proudly.
Xiao Changgui shook his head, replying calmly,
“Xiaofan, you’re still too young…”
“You don’t know enough about village affairs. Sometimes, it’s not just about money…”
Zeng Xiaofan scratched his head, “What do you mean? I don’t quite get it.”
Xiao Changgui spoke earnestly, “Let me put it this way. In the countryside, resources aren’t necessarily the problem…”
“It’s mostly about people’s hearts. Don’t underestimate a small place like this—the people here are far more complicated than you think.”
“They dislike you when you’re poor and fear you when you’re rich. There’s endless scheming!”
“If you lease the land and make no money, that’s one thing. But if you really make money, trouble will come your way~”
“All the talented folks in the village will have their eyes on you. Some people are full of bad intentions—not good at doing things, but expert at causing harm!”
Bai Qingyao nodded in agreement, “That’s right, Xiaofan, your uncle’s got a point!”
“With this money, why not do business in the city instead?”
“In the village… it’s really tough…”
Zeng Xiaofan listened thoughtfully, but in the end, he grinned and said sincerely,
“It’s alright! I understand what you’re saying.”
“But I believe in true kindness among people. If I genuinely help the villagers become prosperous, everything else will gradually work itself out!”
“After all, bad people are the minority; most in the village are honest and simple.”
“You don’t have to worry, I’ll handle the rest!”
Full of confidence, Zeng Xiaofan finished his meal and headed straight for Li Bihui’s house.
As soon as he thought about leasing someone’s land, Li Bihui’s family was the first to come to mind.
Li Bihui’s parents were already past fifty, unable to manage heavy labor anymore.
Her younger brother was lazy and useless, indulging himself and idling away his days outside,
So their household relied entirely on Li Bihui, but after all, she was just a woman.
She couldn’t farm too much, so many distant fields were left uncultivated.
Zeng Xiaofan planned to rent Sister Bihui’s land—not only to grow his own undertaking, but also to improve her family’s life.
The more he thought about this win-win situation, the more fitting it seemed, and his steps quickened unconsciously.
“Sister Bihui~”
“Sister Bihui~ Come out!”
“Your little brother is bringing you gold!”

From afar, Zeng Xiaofan called out loudly, and Li Bihui’s big yellow dog wagged its tail and bounded toward him!
Its nose snorted with excitement, tail whipping like a fan, happier than seeing its own master.
Zeng Xiaofan cheerfully patted the dog’s head, but unlike usual, Sister Bihui didn’t come out at his voice.
Her purple bra was still dripping water on the clothesline by the door—clearly she’d just hung it out, so she hadn’t gone far.
“How odd… Why isn’t she answering…”
“She was fine the night before… Could it be she’s upset I didn’t visit yesterday?”
Muttering to himself, Zeng Xiaofan walked to the door and called out even louder,
“Sister Bihui, come out, I’m bringing you gold!”
“You rascal! What are you shouting about!”
A stern voice rang out, and it was Li Bihui’s mother, Ye Shuilian, who emerged.
To tell the truth, Li Bihui’s curvaceous figure was inherited entirely from her mother.
Ye Shuilian, nicknamed Big Lotus, was already over forty yet still radiated mature charm,
Especially the pair of heavy pomelos on her chest, they were impossible to ignore.
Zeng Xiaofan hadn’t meant to stare, but his eyes were instinctively drawn for a glance.
Ye Shuilian caught his gaze immediately, her expression growing colder,
“You rascal! What nonsense are you up to in broad daylight!”
“It’s bad enough you’re shouting, but I could be your mother! How dare you sneak a look at me!?”
Zeng Xiaofan blushed crimson, hastily explaining,
“Aunt Lotus… I… I really didn’t mean to look at you…”
“It’s just so obvious… I reacted instinctively…”
“Oh! You brat, you dare tease me now!?”
“I’ll teach you a lesson! Haven’t you learned any manners?” Ye Shuilian rolled up her sleeves, ready to deal with Zeng Xiaofan.
He hurried to appease her, “Aunt Lotus… please…
I really am here to bring you gold…”
“If Sister Bihui isn’t home, I can leave the gold with you just the same…”