Chapter 170

What terrified Lin Mo the most were accidents like scratches and dents;

after all, repairing a paint job, doing sheet metal work, or replacing a headlight on this thing could all cost a fortune.

Although Lin Mo now had money, he couldn’t shed his knack for pinching pennies.

It was, after all, a habit formed over many years.

When Lin Mo finally took to the road in his Land Rover Range Rover worth over 2.6 million, he discovered that everything people said online was nonsense— there was no such thing as an automatic deference feature for luxury cars in reality!

The other vehicles on the road drove as they always had, with no one changing lanes to yield to him, and the frequency of being cut off in traffic was about the same as usual.

Maybe this Range Rover wasn’t expensive enough, he thought, only a Rolls-Royce Cullinan might achieve that kind of deference.

Of course, luxury cars weren’t without their perks,

whenever Lin Mo stopped at a red light, he would always catch, through the car window, envious glances from other drivers or pedestrians crossing the street.

A Range Rover worth more than 2.6 million was truly beyond reach for many people in their entire lifetime.

For most, graduating to a BMW 5 Series or a Mercedes-Benz E-Class was enough.

When Lin Mo used to ride an electric scooter, he too couldn’t help but ogle the luxury cars that passed by.

Who wouldn’t want a better life?

However, at this moment, Li Jinwen’s attention wasn’t on the car, but on the designer handbag worth over 80,000 in her hands; she looked at it from left to right, top to bottom, almost unable to take her eyes off it.

One would not know what she was up to if they weren’t aware.

As for Lin Xiaoxiao, she was excitedly playing with the tablet computer they had just bought.

Whenever she didn’t understand something, she would ask Li Jinwen sitting next to her.

Lin Mo looked at his wife and daughter in the rearview mirror.

Then he took in the new car smell of the Range Rover.

“I never imagined, just a few months ago when I was lugging mud around every day, that I would have a day like this,”

Lin Mo was all smiles, beaming with joy, feeling content in his heart.

There was a mix of fortune and misfortune,

but at that moment, happiness was genuine.

It was like living in a dream.

“On the highway, home-bound!”

“I wonder what reaction mom and dad will have when they see this car?”

Lin Mo took a deep breath and stepped on the gas, driving the Range Rover worth over 2.6 million onto the highway heading home.

After a grueling journey of over three hours, Lin Mo finally returned to his childhood home.

This place was a natural village under Liuhe County, belonging to East Sea City in Jiangnan Province, with about three hundred households, eighty percent of whom were surnamed Lin, said to have escaped from Xishan Province in the past; they were of the same clan and basically all relatives. Every year during the Lunar New Year, they would gather at the same ancestral hall to dine together.

Lin Mo remembered that when he was a child visiting home for the New Year, paying New Year’s visits meant greeting every household from the start of the village to the end, sitting for a while in every home.

He wouldn’t receive much in red envelopes, with most giving just a yuan or two.

The main attraction was the lively atmosphere.

Interestingly, no one in their village was surnamed Zhang, yet the village was called Zhangzhuang.

Lin Mo once asked Lin Changshui about it and was told that the village had originally belonged to a gentry surnamed Zhang; decades ago, the entire village was their estate, hence the name Zhangzhuang.

The Zhang family was wiped out for some reason, with none left alive.

The previous village head thought about changing the name but was unable to accomplish it despite much effort, and over time everyone got used to the name Zhangzhuang.

Lin Mo drove the car into the courtyard of his family home.

Turned off the engine.

Lin Mo twisted his neck a bit, then turned to look back.

The rear space was ample, and the back seats could have their angles freely adjusted.

His wife and daughter were both sound asleep.

The car wasn’t running the air conditioning, but the temperature wasn’t low at all.

The reason he didn’t turn it on was not because Lin Mo was so thrifty, but because it’s not good to keep a new car’s air conditioner on for too long.

He himself didn’t mind.

Mainly, his wife was pregnant, and his daughter was there too.

“Wife, we’re home, wake up,”

After waking his wife, Lin Mo gently picked up Lin Xiaoxiao and got out of the car.

Approaching the door of their home, he took out his keys to unlock it.

It was now past one in the morning.

His parents and in-laws must all be asleep.

Lin Mo and Li Jinwen acted quietly, trying not to disturb everyone as much as possible.

Their old family house, with just two stories, was one of those red brick houses built in the 90s, very old-fashioned, presenting a stark contrast to the newer small western-style houses of the neighbors.

As they had been living in Rakshasa City, they had not considered renovating the old family home before, so they had done nothing to it.

Now that the new house was about to be built, they wouldn’t be staying here much longer, so there was even less reason to spend money on renovating.

After getting out of the car, Li Jinwen opened the electric tailgate and took out some of the gifts they had bought that day.

Clothes purchased from Sijiqing and those luxury goods were sent by express delivery; it would take a day or two before they could be picked up in town.

Creak…

The rusty iron gate was pushed open by Lin Mo, emitting a somewhat grating noise.

Just then, the light in the bedroom on the first floor suddenly came on.

Lin Mo knew he had still woken them up.

Sure enough, his mother’s voice soon followed, “Son? Have you come back?”

Almost at the same time, his in-laws also came downstairs from the second floor, wrapped in their coats.

“Alt! Yes, yes, we’re back!”

“You two, why didn’t you say something before you came back?”