Chapter Sixty: Is Bi Yuntao a soft man?

He didn't doubt Lin Baozhu's abilities. She could kill four wild boars at once, so what couldn't she do?

Seeing her uncle's admiring expression, Lin Baozhu held her head high, her little face beaming with pride.

This is just the beginning; she has many more plans that she hasn't even mentioned yet.

Helping the village improve its living conditions is only the first step in the plan.

After some time, she considered building a factory. Foreign cosmetics companies were already entering the Chinese market, but many of them contained chemicals that, while initially effective, could cause skin dependency. Domestic Chinese cosmetics companies were being squeezed out by these foreign enterprises, with many on the verge of bankruptcy. Her goal was to lead domestic brands to break through this encirclement!

If foreign products can enter the Chinese market, why can't Chinese cosmetics be exported? If you don't have the strength, make up for it with external tools. With so many books and so many precision instruments in her space, she doesn't believe she can't develop good domestic cosmetics.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious. Then, Guo Mancang put down his wine glass, his face flushed red, clearly quite drunk. He rubbed his hands together and said to Lin's mother, "Little sister, between you and eldest sister..."

Upon hearing this, Lin's mother's smiling face suddenly darkened.

"Brother, why bring up that filthy stuff when we're having such a happy time?"

"So many years have passed, and you..."

“Brother, if it weren’t for the child’s father, I would have drowned. I can’t forgive someone who almost killed me.”

Lin Baozhu looked at her mother's face, which was flushed with anger, slowly put down her chopsticks, glanced at Lin Sanlang, and whispered, "Do we still have an aunt?"

Lin Sanlang nodded and said, "Yes, but the two families don't keep in touch. As for why, our parents haven't said anything. Our mother loves you, so why don't you ask her when you have time?"

Lin Baozhu rolled her eyes at him, pinched her chin and pondered. Combining what her mother had just said, her aunt might have done something outrageous to her mother. Otherwise, given her mother's temper, she wouldn't have turned so pale when others mentioned it.

"She was indeed utterly heartless back then, but so many years have passed, and your parents are getting old. If you see each other in the future, you can just talk to each other. Can't you just stop working together? Besides, your brother-in-law is working in the provincial capital now. If you can get some help from him, your other children might be able to get permanent jobs."

Lin's mother's eyes immediately reddened, her chest heaving violently. Then she let out a cold laugh: "Brother, does she dare let me get close to her man?"

Lin Baozhu and Lin Sanlang exchanged a quick glance; there was definitely some juicy gossip going on here…

I'm so curious! I'm just so incredibly curious!!

"She knew she was wrong back then, and now she's getting her comeuppance..."

Noticing Lin's mother's cold gaze, Guo Mancang chuckled dryly twice, waved his hand, and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about her anymore, let's drink."

After dinner, the Guo family uncles got up to leave. Lin's mother took a piece of pork hind leg from the roof beam and put it into one of their baskets, saying with a smile, "This meat was made by Baozhu. Take it back and eat it."

"Baozhu is becoming more and more promising. Alright, you can go back now."

After the Guo brothers had all left, Lin Baozhu and Lin Sanlang approached their mother and asked, "Mother, what exactly did our nominal aunt do that was so outrageous?"

Lin's mother reached out and pinched her cheek, saying, "Why are you asking so many questions, you little kid? Alright, go wash up and go to bed."

After saying that, she didn't even wash her feet before leading the two children back into the house.

Lin Baozhu shrugged. If her mother didn't want to talk about it, she wouldn't ask anymore. When she wanted to talk about it, her mother would naturally tell them.

Besides, I've never had any contact with that so-called "auntie's family" before, so what difference does it make whether we do or not now? The world won't stop turning without them.

Lin Baozhu glanced at the sky, leaned close to Lin Sanlang's ear, and whispered, "I'm going to the cowshed."

She had planned to bring them food today, but she ran into the Red Guards, which delayed her for the whole day. She didn't even know if they had eaten.

Lin Baozhu's basket was filled with a lot of things. In order to prevent the next time she would be unable to deliver food to them on time, Lin Baozhu decided to prepare more for them.

There were twenty flatbreads made from the three-ingredient flour mixture. These keep well and become very soft after steaming. There was also a jar of seasoned pickled vegetable dumplings and some dried meat.

Inside the cowshed, Old Yan looked at the things on the table and sighed, "There are too many of these things, and there's nowhere to put them. Lately, the Red Guards and soldiers in town have been unusually active. What if they see them..."

Lin Baozhu waved her hand and said, "Old Yan, that Red Guard leader who came to our village today is going to get shot."

Zhang Wenzhuo, who was lying on the bed recovering from his injuries, raised his voice a few decibels: "Is that Han Meili going to get shot?"

Damn it, that woman broke his leg! She's a heartless lunatic!

Of all those she criticized, how many survived unscathed?

If he hadn't been in the cowshed with Old Yan, he probably would have died long ago.

If it really were her who was going to get shot, he'd be laughing in his sleep every night.

"It's her. The police found several corpses in her house, and she even ran away in front of the police. This crime is probably a done deal. As for when the execution will take place, we'll have to see if there are any other accomplices besides the few members of the Revolutionary Committee."

But you and Elder Yan can rest assured, the Revolutionary Committee is too busy taking care of itself to bother you. Eat these things without worry.”

Zhang Wenzhuo wiped his face. This girl has a clever mind. She must be going to great lengths to get revenge on Han Meili in order to avenge himself and Old Master Yan.

He was deeply moved! Such a wonderful young girl, he wanted to pass on all his knowledge to her, so that even if he died here in the future, his vast knowledge would have a successor.

He also left his several properties in Beijing for his little girl. As for his unworthy descendants, well, they won't get a single thing from them.

As Lin Baozhu spoke, she took out a book of Chinese herbal plants that she had taken from a junkyard from her small bag.

She stayed in the cowshed for an hour and a half, and left at 10 p.m.

When passing by the Bi family's house, Lin Baozhu looked around and, finding no one, quickly climbed up a large tree outside the Bi family's courtyard. Then, she tiptoed onto the top of their wall. At that moment, a series of moaning sounds came from Bi Yuntao's house. A minute later, a series of scattered washing sounds came from inside. Lin Baozhu's eyes widened. No way, no way, Bi Yuntao was actually a limp man.

It seems that some things have a lot to do with names. Bi Yuntao condoms, tsk tsk, could it be that this guy can't have children?

Kekeke, it truly lives up to her saying: "Infertile yet with a house full of children and grandchildren, all thanks to my brothers' help!"