Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

The following day, at the county party committee guesthouse

Chen Dong woke up on the Simmons mattress, threw off the silk quilt, and went to the bathroom in his pajamas. He saw his wife, Zhang Yi, putting on makeup in front of a small mirror, and his son, Chen Hui, brushing his teeth coolly with a cartoon electric toothbrush. When he saw Chen Dong come in, he called out "Foam!" Chen Dong smiled, patted his head, and then urinated into the squat toilet.

After using the restroom, Chen Dong walked to the bedside and recycled the entire set of bedding into the system. As soon as it entered the system storage, it immediately prompted: A set of second-hand bedding has been detected. Do you want to sell it?

Chen Dong clicked "No" and the item was stored directly in the system's storage. After arranging the bedding and other items on the bed in the room, Chen Dong went to the bathroom. Zhang Yi had already squeezed toothpaste for him, and the electric toothbrush was placed next to the water glass.

Just as Chen Dong was brushing his teeth, there was a knock on the door. Zhang Yi went to open it and found an unfamiliar police officer standing there, holding two lunchboxes. Zhang Yi tentatively asked, "Who are you?"

"Comrade Zhang, let me introduce myself. I am Fang Zhengwen, a police officer from the Nanshan County Police Station. I am here today to cover Zhao Zhigang's shift," Fang Zhengwen said, handing over two lunch boxes.

"Xiao Zhao told me about your situation yesterday. He learned that you don't have any food coupons yet. So I'm personally paying for your breakfast first. You can eat first. I'll be downstairs. I'll come back and tell you something after you've finished eating."

Chen Dong spat out the foam from his mouth, wiped his face clean with a towel, and walked up to Fang Zhengwen with a smile, accepting the two lunchboxes. "Thank you so much, Comrade Fang. We're really grateful that you thought to buy us breakfast!"

"It's alright, you're guests from afar, please eat first, I'll come over later."

"Okay," Chen Dong replied with a smile, watching Fang Zhengwen go downstairs before closing the door. He placed the two lunchboxes on the table, casually opened one of them, and found three white steamed buns inside. Opening the second one, he found some stir-fried shredded pork with pickled vegetables, a few fried dried fish, some pickled mustard greens, and a small amount of spicy cabbage.

"Wow, we can have South Korean state banquet dishes for breakfast! That's amazing!" Little Chen Hui exclaimed as he looked at the dishes.

Zhang Yi covered her face speechlessly, while Chen Dong laughed heartily, patting Chen Hui's head with a smile. Ever since that time when Chen Dong's family accompanied America's Ministry of Commerce on a visit to South Korea, South Korea served the exact same dishes at the state banquet.

From then on, whenever Xiao Chenhui saw pickled vegetables and spicy cabbage, he would say that they were dishes served at South Korean state banquets. Zhang Yi was extremely disgusted with them, saying that they wouldn't even be served on America's own dining table.

"The conditions are simple, just make do," Chen Dong could only shrug and smile at his wife. Meanwhile, Xiao Chen Hui had already picked up his chopsticks, broken the steamed bun in half, and stuffed it with pickled vegetables, shredded meat, and dried anchovies.

"Mommy, look! A Chinese hamburger!" she said, taking a big bite and enjoying it.

After the family finished their simple breakfast, they took the three lunchboxes from last night and went downstairs. Chen Dong was still wearing a casual suit jacket, but this time it was gray, and his muddy leather shoes were polished to a shine.

Zhang Yi wasn't wearing a skirt today; instead, she wore a white shirt and skinny jeans, her high heels clicking on the stairs, and she was holding hands with little Chen Hui, who was skipping and hopping downstairs to play.

Her exquisite makeup, combined with her 1.75-meter height and smart attire, left Li Mei and Wu Chunhua, who were sitting at the counter, completely stunned.

"Mommy, this chocolate isn't tasty at all," said Xiao Chenhui, who was holding a Snickers bar. After taking a few bites, he complained that it wasn't sweet enough and threw it on the ground.

"Jimmy, what have I been teaching you? You can't litter. Pick it up," Zhang Yi said sternly to Xiao Chenhui, gesturing for him to pick up the Snickers bar he had thrown on the ground and pointing to the trash can not far away.

Fang Zhengwen and Li Mei and Wu Chunhua at the counter thought Zhang Yi was scolding their son, telling him not to waste food and to pick it up and continue eating. Little did they know that Xiao Chenhui squatted down, picked up the candy, walked to the trash can, and threw it in directly.

The three people watching were completely stunned. What kind of family is this, wasting food like this? This is candy! They took a bite, didn't like it, and just threw it away!

As expected of someone from a capitalist country, they really don't know how to care about things!

If this were a Chinese child, they wouldn't just throw away this Western candy, they'd lick the wrapper raw.

Seeing the three people looking at his son, Chen Dong casually said, "The child is ignorant and throws things around, making the floor dirty. I'll get a rag to wipe it up for you in a bit."

"No need, Mr. Chen, I'll just wipe it with a mop later," Li Mei quickly waved her hand and said no need.

"Jimmy, why don't you thank your auntie?" Zhang Yi smiled and nodded to Li Mei, then nudged her son.

Little Chen Hui could only say to Li Mei, "Thank you, Auntie, this candy is for you!"

As he spoke, he stuffed two unopened Snickers bars from his pocket into Li Mei's hand. Li Mei looked at the two candies in her hand, the packaging of which was entirely in foreign languages, and hurriedly tried to return them to Xiao Chenhui, saying, "I'm so sorry, how can Auntie take your candy, little one?"

"It's alright, comrade, it's just a little snack, please keep it," Chen Dong said, not letting Li Mei return the two candies. Although he grew up in America, he had interacted with many people in the Chinese community and knew what politeness was.

Given Chen Hui's personality, he won't play polite games with you. Having grown up in America, he shares food simply and directly: if you want it, take it; if you don't want it, he'll just take it back; if you don't want it, he'll throw it away—simple and brutal.

Fang Zhengwen, who was watching from the side, walked over and said to Chen Dong and his wife, "Comrade Chen, Comrade Zhang, the matter you mentioned at the bureau yesterday has been found by our colleagues."

"You mean, my relatives in China have been found!"

"Yes," Fang Zhengwen nodded again, "Based on the address and photo you provided, we found the two people in the photo in Lianzhai Brigade, Jiping Commune, Nanshan County. They are your great-aunt and your uncle, Chen Xiangui!"

After hearing this, Chen Dong immediately asked, "Comrade Fang, are you saying that my great-aunt is still alive?"

"Yes, the old lady is seventy-nine years old this year and is still in good health. She was very happy to hear that your family had arrived. She said she would have her eldest grandson, Chen Zaiguang, who works in the county's water transport industry, come and see you first. If there's nothing else, you shouldn't go out for now, so that when she arrives, she won't be able to find you."

"Okay, okay," Chen Dong quickly nodded in agreement, smiling as he said to his wife Zhang Yi, "Honey, we've found our family!"

Zhang Yi was also happy for Chen Dong, and smiled as she patted her son's head, "Jimmy, today's adventure plan has been canceled at the last minute!"

"OH! NO! Please!"