Rebirth to the Eighties to Get Rich

So early the next morning, Ji Jianyun carried Renren and Qiqi to go up the mountain.

The brothers watched as their father taught their useless uncle a lesson. The uncle got up after getting beaten, but their father continued to beat him up.

“Third brother, third brother, spare me. You are not asking me to do a practice duel, you are clearly beating me up!” Ji Jianhe begged for mercy.

Ji Jianyun ignored him. He practiced on him like he was a sandbag or a wooden stake. He said to his two sons while practicing, “See, when you grow up, you must be capable, or else I will do this to you like Uncle Jianhe! He’s only getting beaten up, do you want to be beaten up too?”

“No way!” Renren said immediately.

“No.” Qiqi was still learning how to speak, and shouted just like his elder brother.

“Then do you want to learn from dad?” Ji Jianyun asked, and punched Ji Jianhe directly in the stomach. Ji Jianhe fell down clutching his stomach.

Renren was a little excited watching this. His father was so mighty, and he admired him so much!

But he was old enough to just imitate his father's boxing. However, Qiqi was different. He walked over, raised his little foot and stepped on Ji Jianhe's face.

“Ow, what are you doing, little nephew?” Ji Jianhe, who was trying to stand, askedsadly.

“Hit!” Qiqi snorted, and then punched him in the face with a small fist.

Ji Jianhe covered his face, feeling ashamed to face anyone. His little nephew even came to beat him up!

After this morning's class, both Renren and Qiqi were happy and the brothers were even sweating.

Ji Jianyun hadn't had breakfast yet. The two brothers ate a little and were hungry again. They took a bath with their father, changed their clothes, and had breakfast.

“How was it?” Su Danhong asked.

“Dad was so powerful, he beat him to the point where he couldn't get up!” Renren said, looking at his father with deep admiration.

“Yeah.” Qiqi also nodded.

“Then how about going in the evening?” Su Danhong asked with a smile.

“Okay!” The two brothers agreed together.

From then on, the joy of the two brothers was based on Ji Jianhe's pain.

Ji Jianhe only felt that he was living in an extreme way every day. When the apples were ripe, he even volunteered to help pick apples in order to avoid being beaten. For the first time, he felt that working was so wonderful.

He was desperate, but Ji Jianyun didn't let him go. He asked him to come up and get beaten every day, and just go back after the beating.

This kind of life lasted for a month, and he suspected that Ji Jianyun was addicted to beating him. Otherwise, he would not have taken time to beat him when he was so busy, and plus, he took his two sons to beat him together.

After being beaten for a whole month, he got his first salary, 30 yuan.

Ji Jianhe's heart was bitter.

But Su Juan was overjoyed and asked him to continue.

“Do you want me, or do you want money?” Ji Jianhe questioned, and looked at this heartless woman who only cared about the money.

“Don't talk like that. You can continue to go tomorrow. I think you have grown a lot in the past month,” Su Juan said.

“That's because my dad will save some meat for me,” Ji Jianhe sniffed.

Every morning he went up to be beaten before he had eaten. After the beating, his father would come back from the first orchard with breakfast.

The breakfast from his uncle and aunt over there was obviously very good. Sometimes there was a salted egg, or meat with pickled vegetables. He was very happy with what he ate. While he was beaten a lot every day, he looked to be getting a little bit stronger?

What he didn't know was that it was Ji Jianyun who asked his father to bring it over. If he wasn’t asked, his father wouldn't care about it. They had separated, so they had to take care of themselves.

Uncle Ji actually told Ji Jianyun not to do it, but Ji Jianyun said with a smile, “Let him eat something good, so he learns. After a while, I’ll have him move stones to repair the reservoir.”

Therefore, Uncle Ji didn't say anything. It didn’t matter if it was his own son. Building a reservoir was labor intensive work, so he let Ji Jianhe have a good breakfast, and he looked better after eating breakfast. No wonder people said that Ji Jianyun’s rice supported people.

In the blink of an eye, it was October. The fruits in the two orchards had been picked, and only the persimmon trees were left. Father Ji and Mother Ji were busy with these.

Ji Jianyun had already begun to recruit people. He wanted strong men to help him repair the reservoir. Strong men who were not lazy would be paid one yuan a day or 30 yuan a month, and it included lunch!

As soon as news about it came out, many men came to sign up.

They were all from the same village, so it was clear who signed up and what their backgrounds were. Ji Jianyun picked ten people with strong bodies. He made the other go back and said that they would be needed in the future.

Those people were a little disappointed when they heard that, but who would dare to offend Ji Jianyun while he was standing there? And he also spoke well. He said that this year's sweet potatoes were two cents higher than last year. They went back to tend to the sweet potatoes, and transported them to the mountains.

Don't underestimate the two cent increase. Two cents a jin was two yuan for 100 jins. If there was 1,000 jins, it was 20 yuan, which was a lot.

Because sweet potatoes were very productive, there were more than 2,000 jins per acre. 20 yuan for 1,000 jins would mean 40 yuan for 2,000 jins!

Some of them planted more, how much would a few thousand extra jins of sweet potatoes be?

So those who were rejected were convinced by his reassurance.

After all, Jianyun still took care of his own village. The price at other villages was still the same as last year's price.

When someone came to ask later, Ji Jianyun smiled and said, “My price is not low. The reason why I raised it by two cents is because it is all from my own village. I have to share the wealth.”

Yes, who told you not to be from the same village as Ji Jianyun? If you are from the same village as him, then he will give you two cents more.

This was the benefit of being in Ji Jianyun's village!

It was said that today Ji Jianyun sent back some of the people who wanted to repair the reservoir. He asked the others to come on time tomorrow to move stones. When he got back to the house, there was a skinny teenage boy who stopped Ji Jianyun and said to him, “Uncle, I can do it too!”

Ji Jianyun knew him, and said with a smile, “Ji Feng, you’re a kid who hasn’t grown any hair yet. What can you do? Those strong men are exhausted just doing this work.”

If it weren't for the salary of 30 yuan a month, these rough guys would not necessarily do this work.

“I can do it. I can do a lot of work, and I can move those rocks!” Ji Feng said hastily.

This was the child who lived with the elderly grandma. Other relatives couldn’t take care of him.