Uncle Li Baocai had just thought a fight was about to break out, so he'd gone to fetch a hoe, but now it seemed it was unnecessary; he directly tossed aside the hoe and joined his grand-nephew.
"Yuan, what's going on here?"
Li Baocai asked curiously.
"It's nothing, Uncle. They won't dare to bully our family again."
Shen Yuan grinned as if nothing had happened, "These people are just paper tigers, they bully the weak and fear the strong. Now, you can even build your house."
Li Baocai still didn't understand the reason when another uncle noticed two new cars at their doorstep and exclaimed, "Heping, when did you get new cars? Maybach!"
Li Baocai looked over, "Maybach?"
Shen Heping chuckled, "Got them two months ago, all thanks to Yuan's good fortune."
"Money Yuan earned?"
"....."
Shen Yuan, tired of being questioned by his family, immediately ran into the yard, leaving Old Shen and Li Hongjuan to explain.
