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

Gao Chongli and Weng Ling said all the nice things they could and offered all the arrangements they could.

Huang Ying and Granny Tian were somewhat swayed, after all, they couldn't stop Gao Chongyi from pursuing a better future.

But Gao Chongyi refused to go back for the New Year no matter what.

The circumstances back then led him to make that choice, and now that the circumstances have changed, he is changing his mind, which is undoubtedly hurting his wife and the old lady.

His upbringing prevented him from doing such an ungrateful thing.

Besides, if I were to bring my wife and mother-in-law to live in the city, they wouldn't be able to get used to it.

His older brother and sister-in-law still feel guilty towards him and are extremely tolerant.

But when they actually return to their extended family, the clash of their completely different lifestyles will inevitably lead to friction.

He understood his mother's personality; in her mind, marriage had to be between equals.

All those polite words now are just because they don't understand Huang Ying yet.

Once she gets to know them better, she definitely won't be able to tolerate their simple little habits.

A broken family? This is not the outcome Gao Chongyi desires.

"Mom, brother, sister-in-law, I think things are pretty good now. I'm also very satisfied with my current job. After the New Year, I'll bring my wife back to the old house to visit you when I have time."

Gao Chongyi reiterated his firm stance.

"To be honest, even if you laugh at me, I'm used to life in the village. I'm quite content being a village primary school teacher. You want me to work in the provincial capital, but as a rural teacher, I'm neither good at it nor comfortable with it."

As for his seriously ill father abroad, Gao Chongyi believes he can understand the choices his father made back then, and therefore he should also be able to understand his own choices now.

"Is Dad alright?"

Huo Jinyu sighed deeply, "It's relatively stable for now, with your little sister Zhenzhen staying abroad to take care of things."

The specific illness was not disclosed.

Perhaps he was afraid of worrying Gao Chongyi by telling him, or perhaps it wasn't a life-threatening illness.

Gao Chongyi nodded. "Mm."

Following Gao Chongyi's "hmm," an eerie silence fell over the living room, and the atmosphere became slightly heavy.

Weng Yehua and Jenny exchanged glances, both quite surprised that their trip had ended this way.

Grandma Tian got up and left, and the Zheng Dong and Zheng Bei families followed her out.

After instructing the two brothers not to gossip about the Gao family, Old Lady Tian waved her hand, telling them to go home first.

Zheng Bei hesitated, thinking that since the Gao family was so well-off, why not grant Gao Chongyi's wish and let him go back?

This way, the family members can also benefit.

He was pulled hard by his older brother Zheng Dong, and left awkwardly scratching his head.

"Mom, are you making blood sausage again tomorrow?" Auntie asked tentatively.

Grandma Tian thought for a moment, then nodded emphatically: "Do it. Soak the glutinous rice and bring it over after you have breakfast tomorrow."

"Okay." It seems we'll still spend the New Year together in the village.

The eldest aunt agreed, and the two sisters-in-law followed behind their husbands, returning home reassured.

As dusk approached, Huo Jinyu clearly had no intention of returning to the county town.

Grandma Tian called Huang Ying out to prepare dinner.

No sooner had Huang Ying left than Gao Chongyi followed her out, and as usual, he helped out by washing vegetables and carrying plates.

Gao Chongli and the others were dumbfounded.

With Dad gone, the atmosphere became even more awkward without a middleman. Gao Qinghe handed the child to her younger sister, asking her to take her upstairs to make formula for Jiang Qiyue, and took the initiative to start a conversation, subtly inquiring about the current situation of the Gao family.

Jenny hesitated for only half a second before decisively choosing to follow Gao Qingya upstairs.

Gao Qingya, of course, didn't stand on ceremony and instructed Jenny to help make the milk.

He was secretly pleased, thinking he had another younger sister he could boss around.

After everyone had a simple dinner together that evening, seeing that Gao Chongyi was completely unmoved by reason, Huo Jinyu and the others had no choice but to accept Grandma Tian's arrangement to rest and calm down.

Weng Yehua took the driver to his residence in the village. Gao Chongli and his wife slept in Gao Qingmiao's room, while Jenny and Huo Jinyu slept in Gao Qingya's room.

Gao Qingya slept with Gao Qinghe.

On one side is Xiangxiang's older sister, and on the other side is her adorable little nephew. She's so happy she wants to do a few somersaults on the bed.

After Gao Qinghe finished feeding her daughter, the phone rang at home.

She couldn't think of anyone else who would call at this hour besides Jiang Baohai.

Before she could even share the family reunion news today, Gao Qinghe put the child on the bed, asked her younger sister to watch over him, and excitedly ran downstairs to answer the phone.

It was indeed Jiang Baohai calling. He first asked his wife if she missed him, and then asked how the children were doing.

Gao Qinghe told Jiang Baohai that Gao Chongli and the others had arrived, and the man's reaction was just as strong as she had imagined.

He immediately replied, "I'll go back to the village tomorrow morning!"

Before hanging up, he asked again, "Honey, is there anything you want to bring? I'll bring it over for you."

"No need, just come early," Gao Qinghe said expectantly.

Hearing the tone of those gossiping voices, Jiang Baohai felt a little helpless. Why did it feel like it was none of her business?
Gao Qinghe was also helpless. Perhaps because she grew up with her mother's side of the family, she felt that the Gao family's side was more like relatives than family, and she couldn't integrate into it at all.

After finishing the phone call and returning to her room, Jiang Qiyue had already been coaxed to sleep by her aunt.

The tiny bundle lay in the middle of the bed, making the bed appear enormous.

The two sisters lay on either side of the little one, surrounding her, and chatted quietly because they couldn't sleep.

"Sister, what exactly does the new grandma's house do?" Gao Qingya asked curiously.

Gao Qinghe spent an afternoon subtly probing this question and made some progress.

"I don't know about the distant past, but my father and grandfather were all Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations) and I think they were minor officials. Our family has been a scholarly family for generations. Our great-grandfather was a physics professor in the US, and my grandmother's family was in the tobacco business."

However, before liberation, both of Xin's parents died in the war, leaving behind only a younger brother.

"My uncle loved literature since he was a child. After being admitted to university, he stayed on as a teacher. Later, his family moved to the United States and lived there for more than ten years. During that time, he obtained a doctoral degree and became well-known in the academic circle abroad. After returning, he was invited to serve as the vice president of a university in the provincial capital."

Gao Qinghe said, "My aunt opened a law firm in the United States and married an American diplomat."

"My eldest cousin, Qingsong, inherited his grandfather's physics genes. He was interested in physics from a young age. After returning to China, he completed his doctoral degree in physics at Tsinghua University in the capital in three years. Now he works at the provincial military research institute and spends most of the year there."

As for his second cousin, Weng Yehua, this kid grew up abroad and returned to China to receive a Chinese education. He took the college entrance exam twice before finally passing.

Compared to his older brother, a physics genius, he seemed quite ordinary.

He was admitted to the provincial university and was assigned to the most basic rural position in Qing County after graduation.

Unlike Zhou Zhenghua, who rose through the ranks from the grassroots.

Weng Yehua was seconded to the village to gain a deeper understanding of grassroots life; his affiliation was with the Municipal Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

After the three-year term, he will be transferred back to his original unit.

After hearing what her sister said, Gao Qingya's mouth involuntarily opened wide, and her jaw almost dropped.

That all sounds amazing! (End of Chapter)