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

Just as the official document jointly issued by the Ministry of Equipment and the State Administration of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense regarding the establishment of the "National High-Precision Complex Curved Surface Manufacturing Center" was being sent to the Tuocheng Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, young technical backbones selected from all over the country secretly arrived in Tuocheng after strict political vetting.

Among them are students who studied CNC machining, materials science, aero-engines, and submarine propulsion systems.

Despite being strangers to each other, they shared the same excitement as they were about to come into contact with the country's most advanced and scarce manufacturing equipment.

Just as the Nanshan Precision Machinery Research Institute in Tuocheng was racking its brains over arranging accommodations for this new batch of technical backbones, Chen Dong's private Falcon 50 plane once again soared through the skies over the Pacific Ocean. After transferring at Hong Kong International Airport, it applied to the Chinese military for a direct flight to Tuocheng's dual-use military and civilian airport and landed on time at the airport.

One year and three months later, Chen Lianxiang once again set foot on the land of her hometown, Tuocheng. With an excited heart, she led her two mischievous nephews down the pier. Inside the airport, Chen Zaiguang, Chen Zaixing, and others were waiting at the airport tarmac in their Mercedes-Benz 450s.

Upon seeing Chen Dong's red and yellow Falcon 50 aircraft taxiing over, Chen Zaixing happily opened the car door and waved to the Falcon 50 repeatedly.

Passengers standing in the waiting area pointed and whispered as Chen Zaixing and his entourage drove into the airport's tarmac. Many made sarcastic remarks, "I wonder which privileged kid is it again? Sigh, they really are running rampant with their privileges!"

Chen Zaixing shouted towards Chen Dong and the others, "Dongzi, Xiaoyi, sis, over here, over here, hahaha!"

"Father, Father, I'm here!" Xiao Rongguo said he didn't miss home while at the New York manor, but as soon as he saw his father Chen Zaixing, he immediately broke free from his aunt's hand and ran to his father.

"Hey son, you're finally back! If you hadn't come back, your father and mother were even planning to have another son!"

Chen Zaixing wanted to scoop his son up, but when he did, he realized that the brat had gained at least ten pounds in the year he had been in America, and he almost couldn't lift him up.

Looking at his chubby, rosy cheeks, and how smartly he dressed, his little leather shoes even gleaming brighter than his show-off father's, Chen Zaixing couldn't help but say enviously, "Not bad, son! Your trip to America wasn't a waste. Look at that little face, eating so well—he's even more upright than your dad!"

"You're always so unreliable," Chen Lianxiang said with a laugh, patting her unreliable younger brother, Chen Zaixing. Little Chen Hui, who was being led by the hand, giggled, "Fifth Uncle, I'm back again, hee hee!"

"Little Chicken, you're finally back! Your fifth uncle missed you so much he couldn't even enjoy his meals," Chen Zaixing said, pulling little Chen Hui into his arms as well.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chenhui asked, puzzled, "Fifth Uncle, are you saying I'm kimchi?"

"Hahaha!"

Chen Zaixing was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, "You little rascal, you're so clever, you even manage to make your fifth uncle laugh."

"Alright, alright, get in the car first, we'll talk on the way," Chen Zaiguang walked over and took their luggage, opened the trunk and put it in. Chen Dong and Zhang Yi sat in the back of Chen Zaiguang's car with their youngest daughter Chen Huiyi in their arms, while Chen Lianxiang sat in Chen Zaixing's car with Elena and the two little ones.

As for the bodyguards, they were now on a bus brought by other security personnel, following behind two Mercedes-Benz 450s as they drove out of the airport.

Driving from the airport along the Nanzhao Highway towards Jiping, it takes only half an hour to reach Lianzhai Village. During this time, Chen Zaiguang didn't dare to drive too fast, for fear of bumping into Zhang Yi's little niece who was in her arms.

The convoy turned onto the rural road in Lianzhai Village, slowing down again. It was just as school was letting out, and Chen Rongxiong, Chen Rongwen, and a few other children were walking together on the rural road when they saw two Mercedes-Benz 450s, one black and one white, followed by a bus. Chen Rongxiong and the others immediately ran over, pointed at the convoy, and shouted, "It's Uncle! And Uncle Dong! Uncle Dong is back!"

Sitting in the car, Chen Hui and Rong Guo clearly saw their older siblings and immediately rolled down the window, shouting, "Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, Sixth Brother, I'm back! Hehe! I'm back!"

Several kids immediately sped up and rushed over, forcing Chen Zaixing to slow down. They eventually stopped, and Chen Rongxiong, gripping the car window, shouted inside, "Little Chicken, Rongguo, you're back! That's great! Hmm, this auntie is strange, why are her eyes blue?"

Elena smiled and raised her hand to greet the children gathered outside the car in English, "Hello! How are you?"

"We're fine, thank you!"

Almost instinctively, the children replied to Elena's greeting in English, something their second uncle, Chen Zaisheng, had taught them. But when Elena continued, "Wow, your English is very good, fantastic!"

Chen Rongxiong and the others were dumbfounded. The previous sentence was what they had learned their whole lives, but their second uncle, Chen Zaisheng, had not taught them how to respond to Elena's sentence, and they couldn't understand it either.

Little Chen Hui clearly knew that his older siblings couldn't understand Aunt Elena, so he smiled and said to them, "Aunt Elena is praising you, so smile!"

"whee!"

Chen Lianxiang couldn't help but laugh at Xiao Chenhui's words. Elena, completely bewildered, asked Chen Lianxiang, "Xiang, what are you laughing at?"

"I was just thinking about happy things."

Chen Rongxiong and his friends, being little brats, simply opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz. Five or six kids squeezed in, two in the front passenger seat and four in the back, laughing and playing around with Xiao Chenhui and the others.

Chen Zaixing couldn't help but curse, "You naughty monkeys, don't step on the seats and get them dirty. I still have to wash your uncle's car later."

"Never mind, Uncle, drive faster!"

"Uncle, hurry up and drive!"

"Dad, drive!"

The seven children started shouting and yelling in the carriage, so Chen Zaixing had no choice but to start the car and continue driving towards the ancestral home, cursing as he drove, "Once you get out of the car, I'll beat you up!"

"Uncle, if you dare hit us, we'll tell Grandma and have her call Grandpa to beat you up, huh!"

"Hey! You guys... fine, I give up, sit down!" Chen Zaixing deliberately accelerated, startling the mischievous boys who yelled. Little Chen Hui laughed and slapped his seat, shouting, "Fun! Fun! Let's do it again!"

"Fifth brother, drive carefully, don't scare the kids," Chen Lianxiang scolded Chen Zaixing, who was about to accelerate. "You're like a child every day, can't you be serious for once?"

"Okay, okay, sis, I'll drive slowly, hehe!"

At the entrance of the ancestral home, Huang Lanzhi, who was feeding her hens, saw her eldest son and his family drive back and happily ran towards the ancestral home. Before long, the old lady Wei Shufen was helped out by Huang Lanzhi.

"Auntie, Aunt, we're back!"