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

Seeing the four brothers, Jiang Dabo, looking like madmen with bloodshot eyes, they felt a chill run down their spines.

There's no other way. If we let these people break in, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Suddenly, a group of villagers demanding repayment of debts pushed down the large iron gate of Gao Qinghe's house.

Xiao Hei barked wildly and charged out, knocking down the leading villager. Its fierce aura stunned the first group of villagers who wanted to rush into the courtyard.

At the critical moment, a truck carrying a full load of workers arrived in Zhao Village, and under Fang Xiaolei's leadership, the chaos was quickly brought under control.

Police cars sped up with sirens blaring.

The workers all looked at Jiang Baohai, who was standing at the gate with a gloomy expression.

He raised his hand, and the workers stepped back, allowing the police to take over and assist from the sidelines.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Jiang Baohai hurriedly gave Fang Xiaoyu a few instructions and strode to the closed hall door.

Under Gao Qinghe's direction, the two bewildered uncles moved the things blocking the doorway.

The door opened, and before Gao Qinghe could even see clearly, she was tightly embraced by a warm hug.

Jiang Baohai felt the soft, warm body in his arms, and the anxiety he had been carrying all the way finally eased.

"Were you scared?" he asked anxiously as he released her.

"It's alright." Gao Qinghe rolled her eyes at him. Did she look like the kind of person who would be scared by such a small thing?

Looking back at her two uncles in the hall, she thought, "You should really worry about them."

The two brothers looked miserable, never expecting things to turn out this way. They were at a loss for what to do and afraid of being scolded by Jiang Baohai.

Giving Jiang Baohai a sympathetic look, Gao Qinghe went to the front door.

First, I looked at the fallen iron gate with a pained expression, then rewarded the little black dog by patting its head. Good dog!

Knowing he had done a great service, Xiao Hei squatted arrogantly behind Gao Qinghe, raising his head high and looking disdainfully at the villagers who were demanding repayment.

All the police officers in the town came, and they also found the situation very difficult to handle.

Jiang Baohai finally understood where his wife's sympathetic look came from.

"It's okay, just wait for me to come home, and I'll go with you to take a look."

Jiang Baohai squeezed his wife's hand to comfort her, then left Fang Xiaoyu behind and headed to town.

Fang Xiaoyu dismissed most of the workers and sent them back to the mine. He also asked the canteen chef to prepare extra meals for everyone tonight and to give them an extra fieldwork allowance at the end of the month.

Only two workers and he were left to clean up the mess.

Jiang's four uncles, as third parties who were passively involved today, also went with the police officers.

The four aunts rarely appeared together, and they did their best to comfort Qi Lianxin's frightened heart.

Yu Cuilian said, "It's alright, it's alright now. Everyone makes a mistake sometimes. Those damned swindlers will definitely suffer a terrible death!"

Zhang Wen also said, "Just consider it a loss to avoid disaster. Think positively. If no one is hurt, it's because our ancestors are protecting us."

The remaining two nodded in agreement: "That's right, that's right..."

It's fine if this person doesn't receive any attention, but once someone does, their initial panic and grievances immediately rise to 100%.

In contrast, Gao Qinghe, who was standing at the door directing the workers to move the large iron gate, was as calm as if nothing had just happened.

Qian Qiaolan had originally intended to come over and comfort her, but then thought better of it.

Gao Qinghe called Fang Xiaoyu aside, took out five hundred yuan and handed it to him, instructing him to go to town to buy cigarettes and give them to the people from Zhao Village who had just come to help, as a way of expressing her gratitude.

If it weren't for the help from the villagers today, it wouldn't just be the big iron gate that collapsed at home.

Speaking of the iron gate... Gao Qinghe glanced at the gate, which had been smashed and deformed; it was completely unusable.

He instructed the workers to take the measurements and then sent them to the county town to buy a new one.

After this experience, Gao Qinghe realized the importance of the main gate.

So this time she wants to buy a more sturdy and durable one.

That damn openwork pattern is a no-go; it's a complete trap. This time, she's going to weld the door shut, leaving no gaps!
After watching the workers leave, Fang Xiaoyu bought the cigarettes back.

Fang Xiaoyu, a villager, was more familiar with Jiang Baohai than Gao Qinghe, and he had already helped Jiang Baohai with this kind of thing many times before, so he quickly finished distributing the cigarettes.

This is just a simple thank you; Gao Qinghe will definitely ask Jiang Baohai to thank her again later.

You should express your gratitude properly, otherwise, who will be so kind as to help you next time?

After dealing with so many things, Gao Qinghe realized that she hadn't eaten breakfast yet.

Maybe I was hungry, or maybe I turned around too suddenly, and I suddenly felt dizzy.

The swaying figure startled Fang Xiaoyu, who quickly reached out to support her, and Gao Qinghe was able to stand firm.

She held onto Fang Xiaoyu's hand tightly, not daring to let go, inhaling and exhaling to calm herself down.

"Are you alright, boss lady? Should we go to the health center?" Fang Xiaoyu asked anxiously.

She's eight months pregnant; he can't afford to take responsibility if anything goes wrong.

After resting for a while, Gao Qinghe felt much better and declined Fang Xiaoyu's suggestion.

"Mom, I'm hungry!" Gao Qinghe called out.

Qi Lianxin, who was being comforted by her four sisters-in-law, slapped her knee upon hearing the sound, stood up in annoyance, and got up.

"Oh my god, I almost forgot that Xiaohe hasn't had breakfast yet!"

Suddenly, she felt neither sad nor aggrieved, and quickly rushed into the kitchen to heat up breakfast and bring it to Gao Qinghe.

The four children from my uncle's family sat obediently on the sofa, and the four aunts also stayed.

With Fang Xiaoyu and Qi Lianxin added in, there were a total of ten people, twenty eyes, watching Gao Qinghe eat with concern and gossip.

Gao Qinghe: "."

Having lived through an extra lifetime, Gao Qinghe calmly ate her meal.

After finishing two large bowls of rice, I wondered if Jiang Baohai had returned by now.

Just as Fang Xiaoyu was about to call and ask about the situation, Jiang Baohai walked into the courtyard with a blank expression.

Behind them followed the four members of the Qi family, including the second and third sons, who knew they were in the wrong and were quite timid.

Everyone in the family rushed to ask with concern: "How are you? Are you alright? Have your uncle and the others returned?"

Jiang Baohai nodded gratefully to the four aunts, saying that they had returned and that they should go home first. He would visit them in person to express his gratitude after he had finished dealing with his household affairs.

Yu Cuilian, unusually, acted like the eldest sister-in-law, and very considerately called away Qian Qiaolan and Ren Lijuan, who wanted to stay and listen to the gossip.

As for Zhang Wen from the second son's family, he was quite sensible and left on his own initiative long ago.

The hall door was closed, leaving only Gao Qinghe's family.

The man surnamed Qi stood awkwardly to one side, while the second aunt led the children to hide in the storage room, and the third aunt stood in the middle.

Gao Qinghe and Jiang Baohai, a married couple, sat alone on the other side.

The status of the family is clear at a glance.

After a brief, silent stare-down between the two.

My third aunt first conducted a thorough self-examination regarding her role in leading the purchase of the property.

Next came the three brothers, Qi Laosan and Qi Laoer, who expressed their deepest apologies for causing trouble for their nephew.

And gratitude to his nephew and niece-in-law for saving him today.

If it weren't for the people from Zhao Village protecting us today, and the villagers demanding money coming to our door, our whole family might have lost their lives.

Thinking of the damaged iron gate at their nephew's house, the two brothers felt both relieved and lingering fear.

(End of this chapter)