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

Uncle Jiang the Second and Uncle Jiang the Fourth exchanged a glance, and tactfully said a few polite words such as "Come visit us when you have time" and "Don't leave this afternoon, come to our house for dinner," before leaving.

Uncle Jiang and Uncle Jiang San considered themselves Jiang Baohai's close uncles, and there were no male elders in the nephew's family.

So Uncle Jiang shamelessly said, "My poor little brother abandoned Xiao Hai and his sister so early, and now there's no one in this family to entertain you, my in-law."

"But please don't be angry, my dear in-law. Although my brother and I are not Xiao Hai's biological father, his biological father is gone, so isn't your uncle just like a biological father? Today is your first time visiting, so we will definitely treat you well."

Uncle Jiang reached out and patted Gao Chongyi on the shoulder, saying:
"My dear in-law, I'm not going back today! Let me have a good drink with you on behalf of my poor little brother! Let's get to know each other today, and visit each other often in the future!"

As he spoke, he tried to put his arms around Gao Chongyi on each side and pull him into the house.

"Wait, wait!"

Gao Chongyi held the two men back, saying, "Don't be in such a hurry, you two older brothers."

"Let me ask you two first, do you truly treat Xiao Hai as your own son?"

Uncle Jiang straightened his back and said, "Of course!"

Uncle Jiang also confidently said, "Don't laugh at me, my dear in-law, I only have one daughter. That boy was brought over by my second wife. Although he calls me Dad, he can't compare to my blood-related nephew. So I really treat Xiao Hai like my own son."

Jiang Baohai, listening nearby, almost burst out laughing at the two men's shamelessness.

I was just thinking of exposing them directly without holding back.

Gao Chongyi actually laughed, "That's right, his uncles, look at what day it is today?"

The two asked, puzzled, "What day is it?"

Gao Chongyi patted his son-in-law on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Hai is going to be a father, and you two are going to be grandfathers. That must be a very joyous occasion!"

The two smiled knowingly and nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, yes."

Uncle Jiang said to Jiang Baohai with satisfaction, "Xiao Hai, take good care of your wife."

Jiang Baohai: "I will take good care of myself without Uncle San reminding me."

Gao Chongyi looked at Uncle Jiang.

Uncle Jiang forced a smile and congratulated his nephew.

"Shall we go inside then?" Uncle Jiang said.

After congratulating him, the aroma of food wafted over from inside the house, making his mouth water.

I wonder what delicious food she made; the old lady from the Gao family has really good cooking skills.

The two wanted to go inside.

Gao Chongyi stood at the door, smiling at the two of them and rubbing his fingers together, as if to remind them:
"You can't just call the child's grandfather for nothing, right?"

Before the two could show any surprise, Gao Chongyi continued:

“A biological son and a biological nephew are not the same. I need to see how good my son-in-law’s two uncles, who are closer to him than his own father, really are. Otherwise, how can I feel at ease marrying my precious daughter into your Jiang family?”

Uncle Jiang and Uncle Jiang were dumbfounded.

How can asking for a red envelope be described in such a refined and elegant way?

The two looked at Gao Chongyi, who looked like he was being tested, and then at Jiang Baohai, who looked expectant.

They looked at each other one last time—could they take back the words they had just spoken?

"What's wrong? You can't even give your own son a red envelope, yet you want to freeload off my cooking?"

Grandma Tian suddenly appeared and asked a barbed question, which made Uncle Jiang and Uncle Jiang blush.

Uncle Jiang coughed awkwardly twice: "Um, her grandma, you can't say that."

"What should I say? How about I, this old woman, raise my glass and offer you two drinks?"

Before Uncle Jiang could finish speaking, Old Lady Tian immediately interrupted him. Upon hearing the word "toast," Uncle Jiang's expression changed.

Looking at Gao Chongyi, who was smiling and had no change in expression, she finally realized what was going on.

The Gao family's daughter's family came to settle old scores with them.

Old Mrs. Tian walked over, scanned the two of them from head to toe, and chuckled with her hands on her hips:

"Look at this high-end wool sweater, look at this impressive leather jacket, and look at these gleaming leather shoes. These two uncles are quite well-off. They must be giving their sons red envelopes of at least 500 yuan each to be presentable, right?"

"I'm an old lady from the countryside. The most I've ever seen in a red envelope is two hundred yuan. I've never seen one with five hundred yuan before. Can his uncles take it out and let me see it?"

At that moment, the second and fourth wives, who were secretly eavesdropping outside the wall, were extremely glad that they had the sense to leave quickly.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get out of here without losing some money today.

Wang Lijuan and her second sister-in-law Zhang Wen exchanged a glance, their eyes conveying the same message: This old lady is no ordinary person!

Grandma Tian is about the same age as Uncle Jiang.

But in terms of seniority, Grandma Tian is one generation above Uncle Jiang.

Uncle Jiang, who always likes to use his seniority to intimidate others, is in real trouble today.

Seeing that the two of them showed no intention of paying, Old Lady Tian spat and said:

"He keeps calling himself his own son, but he doesn't give his own son a single penny. How dare he come to my grandson-in-law's house to claim kinship?"

The old woman pointed at the two of them and scolded, "Even people whose sons have died aren't as eager as you two to become their fathers!"

"Look closely, my in-laws' picture is on the wall! If you want to be my grandson-in-law's father, fine, either give me a red envelope today, or I'll hang your picture on the wall too, and I'll make sure my grandson-in-law bows and kowtows to you two three times a day!"

Uncle Jiang roared, "You, you!"

"What do you mean, 'you, you, you'!" Old Mrs. Tian slapped away his outstretched finger!

"Do you think my grandson-in-law doesn't have a biological father? Do you expect me to be his father?"

Pointing at Gao Chongyi, she said, "Your dear father-in-law is right here! You two are blind as can't you see him!"

"Grandma, that's not right." Uncle Jiang suppressed his anger and humiliation, wanting to communicate further.

Grandma Tian got angry just looking at him. She glanced at him, picked up the bamboo broom standing against the wall, and started hitting Uncle Jiang.

"You shameless old man, I haven't even come to you about the time I had my granddaughter toast you, and you've already come to my door. Even if you give me a red envelope, I won't let you eat this meal today!"

With a swipe of the broom, the bamboo strip lashed across Uncle Jiang's face, causing him to howl in pain and run away, clutching his head.

No amount of rebuttal or explanation could be of any use against this old lady who was fiercer than a tiger or leopard.

Uncle Jiang belatedly realized what was happening and shouted, "Xiao Hai! Xiao Hai!"

Jiang Baohai and his father-in-law Gao Chongyi exchanged a glance, and the two pretended to stop him.

Gao Chongyi said, "Mom, don't be angry. His uncle treats Xiao Hai like his own son. Knowing that the child is going to be a father, how could he come empty-handed to eat and drink for free? He must have prepared a red envelope, he just forgot to bring it."

"Third Uncle, please don't come near. When Grandma gets angry, she doesn't care about anything. Qinghe said that anyone in the village who dares to mess with her is hung on the wall."

Jiang Baohai looked at his third uncle, who was about to rescue Jiang Dabo, and kindly advised him against it.

Seeing no hope of being rescued, Uncle Jiang stormed into his house and slammed the door shut.

Old Mrs. Tian caught up, panting, threw a broom over the courtyard wall, and spat fiercely at the gate.

"Pah! What a rotten asshole!"

How dare they let her precious granddaughter suffer! (End of Chapter)