"This is Zhao Laosan's eldest son. I didn't recognize him at first."

"Who would recognize her? She's decked out in gold and silver now. That outfit is more valuable than your life."

“I’ve known this child for a long time. See? I told you I was right.”

"Go and call Zhao Laosan over quickly, and tell him that his son is back."

Zhao Hu's cousin, his childhood friend, raised his hand and shouted barefoot, "Brother Hu, wait for me here, I'll go call your dad over."

Even though this cousin is several years older than Zhao Hu, he doesn't dare to call him by his name directly.

He kept calling him "Brother Tiger," and the villagers didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Whoever has the ability is the boss; that's normal.

The other cousins ​​wanted to put their arms around Zhao Hu's shoulders, but after looking at his fancy clothes and then at their own tattered shirts, they couldn't help but pull their hands back, their faces showing a dry, forced smile.

It's as if this piece of clothing is an insurmountable chasm.

Zhao Hu looked at the group of enthusiastic villagers and greeted them with a smile.

"Fourth Aunt, is your foot feeling better? I bought some cured pig's feet here. Take them with you and take them home to nourish your body."

The village chief's wife quickly touched her hands, took the cured pig's trotter, and then declined, saying, "How could I possibly take your things?"

"Why are you being so polite, child? Take it, take it."

After saying that, she handed the pig's trotter to her son and told him to take it home.

Zhao Si glared at her: "Excuse me, but you should return it to them. You have no sense of propriety at all."

He was about to hit his own greedy old woman when Zhao Hu stopped him.

"Fourth Uncle, it's alright. If you hadn't given me some travel money back then so I could go to the capital to make a living, I wouldn't be in this state now."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Laosi felt as if he had drunk honey, extremely comfortable.

He patted his nephew on the shoulder and said, "Back then, when you said you wanted to go out and make your way in the world, I could tell at a glance that you would make something of yourself. Your father didn't believe it, but see, I was right."

Zhao Hu laughed along, "In the village, Fourth Uncle has the best eye; everyone knows that."

The villagers chimed in, "That's right, that's right, otherwise how could he become the village chief?"

"Tiger, I've known you'd be good since you were little. When you were three, you were already practicing with a stick. You were destined for greatness."

“When he was born, I said he would have a big head and a thick neck, and that he would either become an official or a cook. See, I was right.”