The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 119 Building a House

Because Jiang Baohai doesn't want Gao Qinghe to repay the money.

So there were six stacks of banknotes in that unassuming bag, totaling 60,000 yuan.

Grandma Tian clutched her chest, checking three or four times, still unable to believe what she was seeing.

Huang Ying and Gao Chongyi exchanged a shocked glance, their first reaction being to ask, "Where did all this money come from?"

Gao Qingya reacted quickly, standing up abruptly and rushing to the door to close it, afraid of being seen.

Turning around, he rubbed his hands together like flies, his eyes shining as he asked:
"Sis, can I touch it?"

I mainly wanted to experience what it felt like to hold 60,000 yuan in my hand.

Gao Qinghe chuckled and grabbed all six stacks of money, putting them into her hand.

"My goodness!" Gao Qingya quickly and carefully cupped it, lowered her head and took a satisfied sniff, "Ah~, so fragrant!"

Huang Ying glared disapprovingly at Gao Qinghe and quickly put the money back in her youngest daughter's hand.

Gao Qinghe explained helplessly, "This money was all earned cleanly, so don't worry. If there were any problems, the police would have come looking for me long ago."

Fearing that her family might overthink things, Gao Qinghe briefly explained what she and Huang Yanqiu had been doing during the past three months.

After listening to her story, Gao Qingya's admiration for her elder sister was almost overflowing.

"Big sister, you're amazing!"

Gao Qinghe waved her hand, "It's alright, it's alright, third in the world."

Seeing that her family members had all stood up excitedly, Gao Qinghe invited everyone to sit down again.

"I'll keep this 10,000 for medical checkups and daily expenses. As for the remaining 50,000, Mom, Dad, and Grandma, you can discuss how to use it."

"You can use it however you like?" Gao Qingya asked excitedly.

Even though she wasn't included, she could still benefit from it, so she couldn't help but be excited.

Gao Qinghe nodded: "Use it however you like."

She told Gao Qingmiao that she had earned 300,000 yuan, and she told her parents, grandmother, and sister the same thing.

Knowing that Gao Qinghe still had some money left, Old Lady Tian solemnly instructed her to keep it safe and not tell anyone.

"You didn't even tell your favorite grandson-in-law, Xiao Jiang?" Gao Qinghe asked deliberately.

Old Mrs. Tian rolled her eyes at her; wasn't that obvious?

She knew perfectly well which was more important, her granddaughter or her grandson-in-law.

Gao Qinghe was immediately satisfied, and hugged her grandmother's arm affectionately, saying:

“I knew it, I am the number one treasure in Grandma’s heart.”

Gao Qingya suggested, "Dad, Mom, let's build a new house too, a two-story house with a toilet and shower, okay?"

Although the accommodation conditions at the town's middle school are not good either, they are still much better than those in the village.

Many of her classmates who come from disadvantaged families don't want to go home during holidays.

It was because when they got home, there wasn't even a flat bed, and they had to go to the outhouse dozens of meters away to use the toilet.

The floorboards in the room I sleep in have huge cracks, and they creak when you step on them. I also get startled by mice a few times in the middle of the night.

It's even more annoying when it rains, as the house and yard are all wet and muddy.

The roof leaks even worse; all the basins in the house are not enough to catch the water. It rains heavily outside and lightly inside.

Gao Qingya has a small dream: to live in a cement brick house like those in the city.

Both of Zheng's maternal uncles worked on construction sites, with Zheng's eldest uncle being a small-time contractor.

In the past two years, I've been building houses for people in the city and have saved up a lot of money. I'm planning to demolish the old house and build a new one with my brothers.

Huang Ying learned a lot of details about building the house from Sister-in-law Zheng.

She estimated that building a two-story house with seven or eight rooms, including furniture, would only cost 20,000 yuan if she saved money.

"Then let's build a new house?" Huang Ying looked at her husband expectantly.

Gao Chongyi felt a surge of warmth in his heart and looked at Old Lady Tian, ​​"Should we build one?"

Grandma Tian took a couple of sips of soup to calm her wildly beating heart, then looked hesitantly at her sugar daddy.

Gao Qinghe made the decision: "Twenty thousand yuan will be used for building the house. Dad, you go and get the land approved by the village chief in a bit." Gao Chongyi nodded emphatically: "Okay!"

"Great!" Gao Qingya cheered, "I can finally live in a cement brick house!"

"Thank you, big sister! I love you the most!"

She jumped up and hung on Gao Qinghe's back, giving her a koala hug.

Gao Qinghe was lucky she wasn't strangled by the hand around her neck. She slapped her sister's bottom with her other hand and said, "Get off."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Gao Qingya gave a playful, slightly effeminate bow.

Unfortunately, she was wearing pants, so she could only hold onto air and pretend she was wearing a dress.

The whole family couldn't help but laugh, shaking their heads and chuckling.

Gao Qinghe flicked her younger sister's forehead, "Where did you learn that?"

"TV? You haven't seen Princess Sissi?" Gao Qingya asked in surprise.

Gao Qinghe rubbed the tip of her nose. Of course she had seen it, but it was in her past life.

"There's 30,000 left. Mom and Dad, keep it and see what you want to do with it."

Gao Qinghe was subtly implying to her parents that it wasn't too late to start a business now.

Gao Chongyi is not a man of great ambition and is quite content with his current life.

Huang Ying lowered her eyes and pondered after her daughter's suggestion, considering what else she could do.

But this was something I couldn't think of right away, so I hid the money first and called Gao Chongyi to go find the village chief together.

Building a house is a big deal; it might be a once-in-a-lifetime event.

The couple wanted to do their best, but unfortunately they had zero experience.

However, they knew that the village needed to approve the land for building houses first.

You can't go to someone's door empty-handed; you have to bring something with you.

After a visit to the convenience store, in less than half a day, the whole Shanghe Village knew that the eldest daughter of the Gao family had returned with a lot of money and was going to build a new house for her family!
Mr. Zhong was the first to disbelieve it.

"How can a twenty-year-old girl earn so much money? It's probably all the dowry money she received, which she used to support her family!"

That little expression of hers was so sharp and sarcastic that it made people want to vomit.

Gao Qinghe put on her sunglasses and walked straight past the Zhou family's gate, preferring to stay out of sight.

Gao Qingya followed behind her sister, spat at the gate of the Zhou family, and then continued to follow.

Run a couple of steps, then stop and check if your red leather shoes are dirty.

If a speck of dirt gets on your face, you immediately have to squat down and wipe it off.

Zhong was sitting at her doorstep spinning cotton thread. The bright red color was impossible for her to ignore; a lump formed in her throat, and she scoffed softly.

"What are you trying to prove? You're just showing off because you have a little money, like a nouveau riche."

Gao Qingya glanced at her smugly. These were new shoes her sister had bought for her, genuine leather, high-end goods from a major department store in Shanghai.

Just showing off, just showing off!

Gao Qinghe couldn't bear to see her younger sister so cautious, and frowned, saying:

"If you're going to wear them, then wear them openly. It's not like we only bought you this pair. We'll replace them when they're worn out."

The volume was just right, not too loud, not too soft, so that Mr. Zhong could hear it.

The old lady took a deep breath; she was almost driven mad with anger.

Gao Qingya nodded obediently, listened to her sister, and walked with her head down without ever looking down again.

On the way, villagers asked curiously, "Where are the two sisters going?"

Gao Qingya replied cheerfully, "Let's go to my eldest uncle's house to discuss building a house!"

Gao Qinghe raised an eyebrow. "This is too deliberate, Gao Qingya."

Gao Qingya immediately covered her mouth, telling everyone to keep a low profile.

(End of this chapter)