Super Spender

Chapter 152 - 148: Decision, Next

Chapter 152: Chapter 148: Decision, Next

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“Dad, what are we waiting for? Isn’t my third uncle in the village? The stuff in our field went to their house, and we gave them our house.” Finn Lewis couldn’t help but feel anxious upon hearing this. The idea of waiting for the autumn harvest to pass displeased him greatly. He didn’t want his parents to suffer another year.

You’re such a prodigal!” Fay Wells immediately hit Finn on the head, then glared at him. “The output from these dozens of acres of land is worth over a hundred thousand a year. You can’t just give it all away because you’re making money now. You’re supposed to be smart with your money!”

Fishy Wells, who was standing nearby, couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of her mouth. She wanted to say, ‘Auntie, you haven’t seen the half of his prodigal behavior yet’. But these were thoughts she only dared to keep to herself, not daring to voice them out loud.

“Mom, listen to me,” Finn reasoned, “if you and dad come with me, you won’t have to do anything everyday. And if you can help me out, and my mood is good, the company makes more in a day than you guys earn in a year. But if my mood is bad, we could lose hundreds of thousands in a day. It’s up to you.” Finn directly began to use emotional blackmail.

“What…lsn’t this just a wild goose chase?” Fay Wells was upset and raised her hand to hit Finn, but seeing Fishy Wells, she held back, retracting her hand.

“This isn’t the place to discuss this. Let’s head home and we can talk there,” Hazel Lewis, who had just extinguished his cigarette, decisively stood up and suggested.

“Wait, there’s one more thing I need to tell you.” Finn quickly chimed in.

“What’s going on?” Hazel asked, somewhat confused.

“Go wake Chloe up, bring her here when I ask for her,” Finn told Fishy Wells, who was standing nearby.

“Alright.” Fishy Wells immediately stood up and headed towards the car.

“Chloe?” Fay Wells looked at Finn with some confusion.

“Mom, dad, here’s the thing…” Finn explained Chloe’s background and history, bringing tears to Fay’s eyes. “This poor child, how could you not have brought her home sooner? Where is she? Bring her to me quickly. Listen, Finn, I may not know much about other things, and I don’t usually chastise you, but you’ve done well with this. Even if you didn’t have money, you couldn’t let a little girl be abducted by human traffickers. You may have spent a lot of money, but you saved a life. Don’t worry, I won’t blame you. So what if it was hundreds of thousands? You’ve already made tens of millions. You used the money well.”

“Yeah, I’m of the same view as Fay. You did the right thing,” Hazel also nodded in agreement from the side.

Only then did Finn stand up. At this point, Fishy Wells had already awakened Chloe and tidied her clothes before leading her out of the car.

“Let’s go,” Fay Wells got up from the edge of the field.

The three of them walked over from the field, Fay Wells gave the still largely yellow-haired Zoe a pitiful look. “This child has really suffered. Look at her yellow hair; she must have been severely malnourished.”

“Hello, uncle and aunt.” Zoe bowed to Fay Wells and Hazel Lewis when she approached them.

“Good girl, get up,” Fay Wells didn’t care about her dirty hands, she reached out and helped Zoe up, squatting down and asking, “How old are you?” “My brother says I’m five.” Zoe glanced at Finn, then answered softly.

“Hmm, good girl.” Fay Wells asked Zoe a few more questions. Zoe’s answers

were heart-wrenching. Children her age should not be giving such responses, but it was clear that Zoe was not a typical child.

“You drive Ann and Zoe ahead, I’ll get your dad to pack things up, and we’ll be back soon.” Fay Wells stood up and told Finn.

“Hehe, Ann, you follow in the car. I’m going around on the tractor, I haven’t used it in a long time and I’ve got an itch to scratch.” Finn rubbed his palms together and chuckled.

“This kid, leaving the car behind to ride a tractor…” Fay Wells didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Finn chuckled and then decisively ran off. Hazel was already heading towards the nearby tractor. He watched Finn heading towards several bundles of cut grass, Finn walked over and picked up a bundle and threw it into the tractor bucket. From a distance, Fishy Wells was speechless. Finn’s outfit was worth more than the tractor itself.

And now it was being used to carry grass. The grass had stained the clothes with chlorophyll, which wouldn’t wash out.

“Dad, let me do it. I’ve been exercising, I’m a lot stronger than you now.” Finn stopped Hazel, who was about to pick up another couple of bundles of grass, and directly picked up two bundles himself all the way, then tossed them onto the tractor, making a ‘thump’ sound.

Hazel was somewhat taken aback, looking at Finn’s arms. “Well, you haven’t been slacking off with your exercises, you’ve built up some muscle.”

“That’s right, dad. I’m going to drive, you and mom can sit behind.” Finn called out to Hazel and jumped onto the tractor. This tractor needed a crank to start, but it was easy for Finn; he’d been able to drive it since junior high school.

Soon, the tractor made a “puff puff” sound. Finn expertly reversed the tractor and passed his car, shouting loudly to Fishy Wells to follow. He then drove the tractor home.

No matter how fast the tractor was driven, it could not match the speed of a bike or a car. Upon returning home, he skillfully parked the tractor in the yard, and Fishy Wells drove their car back as well.

“What do you want to eat? I’ll make it.” Fay Wells asked with a smile as she got off the tractor.

“Just cook the chicken with mushrooms, I’ll have some of that.” Finn pointed to the biggest rooster in the yard.

“Okay, every time you come back, the roosters at home are out of luck. I’ll have your dad catch it later. By the way, Ann, where are you from? Can you get used to our food?” Fay Wells asked, somewhat worried.

“Mom, it’s okay, just cook as usual, I trust your skills.” Finn patted Fay Wells’s back and reassured her.

After parking the car, Zoe was clearly curious about the surroundings. Finn simply took her around, showing her his home turf. Although Zoe had a difficult past, she grew up in Celeston City. She had never seen a rural area like this before. Finn simply took her to their fruit orchard in front of their house.

The orchard had a variety of vegetables, fruit trees, watermelons and so on. Finn was pretty greedy about enjoying his own homegrown produce. Although he wouldn’t claim they were entirely free of chemical fertilizers, he was obviously more comfortable consuming his own farm produce than those bought from the market. Soon, the two, one big and one small, were enjoying their time in the fruit orchard..