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

"I don't think you're any good people either!"

When Chen Rongwen saw his neighbor, Aunt Cai, arrive, he immediately said, "We don't know them at all, but they want to come into my house. None of the adults are home, and they wouldn't let them in. They even tried to hit my sister!"

"They're beating up Fourth Brother, waaaaah!"

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm here for you."

Grandma Wei Shufen walked to the front door with her cane. She heard her great-grandson crying and thought that the children had fought over dividing candy. When she got to the door, she saw the group of people who had come.

The middle-aged man leading the way greeted Grandma Wei Shufen with a smile as he came out, "Auntie, we've come to see you!"

The old man who was arguing with Aunt Cai heard his brother's words and quickly turned to the old lady, calling out, "Auntie, it's me, Kunyao! How are you doing?"

The other aunts and uncles also called out, and when Grandma Wei Shufen saw these people, her face immediately darkened, and she asked in a stiff tone, "What are you doing here?"

"Aunt, we've come to visit you. It's been a long time since we've been here. We brought a few of the younger generation to get acquainted with the family so that we won't be strangers to our own cousins ​​when we meet on the street."

The old lady laughed after hearing this, "A long time, that's quite a long time, probably about fifteen years since we last visited each other. This old woman thought all my brothers, sisters, and nephews were dead!"

"Well……"

Upon hearing these words from Old Lady Wei Shufen, Wei Kunyao, Wei Kuncheng, and the others were caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to reply or not, and could only exchange awkward glances with smiles.

Indeed, it had been fifteen or sixteen years since they last visited their aunt. The reason why Old Lady Wei Shufen was so angry was mainly because when her husband Chen Shengyu passed away, none of her brothers or nephews came to visit, which made the old lady so angry that she lay in bed cursing for several days.

She cursed her brothers and nephews for being ungrateful, saying that when their uncle Chen Shengyu was poor and suffering, they begged him to come to them, and he even gave them a little of his meager rations to take with him.

The old lady also heard that it was these people who reported her that caused her second grandson, Chen Zaisheng, to be sent to the cowshed. It was a case of old grudges and new hatred combined, so it would be strange if they gave her a kind look.

"Auntie, are you still angry about this? We had no choice back then. When the movement started, anyone who dared to come over would have been dragged out and criticized!"

"Yes, Auntie, you have to be understanding of your nephews!"

"It was my fault, old woman," said Old Mrs. Wei Shufen, her face still dark, standing at the doorway. "Alright, I'm still alive, you've seen it all, go back now. I still have many years to live, I remember everything!"

"Auntie, look, we're already here, so please let us in to sit down and have a drink of water," Wei Kunyao said, licking his cheeks as he stepped forward.

"Our Chen family can't afford to entertain you," said Old Mrs. Wei Shufen, pressing her hands on the head of her cane like a female general with a sword drawn, standing in the middle of the gate, her eyes fixed on her eldest nephew. "If you're thirsty, there's a well over there, the one the village uses to feed the livestock. Just go there and get some water."

"Aunt, we are all your own nephews. We were foolish back then. Uncle must have had his reasons for what happened. We apologize to you!"

After saying that, Wei Kuncheng knelt down in front of the old lady Wei Shufen and kowtowed repeatedly. Wei Kunyao, his wife, children, and nephews also knelt down in front of the old lady and kowtowed as well.

This scene left Aunt Cai, who was holding a kitchen knife, completely bewildered. She didn't know what to say for a moment. It turned out that it really was the nephews of Old Mrs. Chen.

"What's going on?" Huang Lanzhi's loud voice came from outside the crowd. Pushing through the crowd, she saw a group of people kneeling in front of their mother-in-law, kowtowing.

She immediately shouted, "What are you doing? Are you cursing my old lady?"

In the South, unlike in the North, there is no custom of juniors kneeling to their elders. Southerners, especially the older Cantonese, only kneel to heaven, earth, and ancestral tablets. They believe that a man's knees are worth their weight in gold!

If you kneel before a living person, you're practically cursing them to die sooner!

"Grandma, they hit Fourth Brother!" Little Chen Rongguo immediately started complaining when he saw his grandmother Huang Lanzhi arrive.

"Sister-in-law, I'm your cousin Kunyao," Wei Kunyao said, his forehead red and swollen from kowtowing. Seeing his cousin's wife arrive, he thought he would start a casual conversation.

Unexpectedly, Huang Lanzhi spat out a sharp retort, "Who's your sister-in-law? All of my mother-in-law's relatives are dead. What are you doing here, coming to our Chen family to claim kinship?"

When my father-in-law passed away, my husband took his second and third uncles to announce the death, but none of them opened the door. On the day of the funeral, none of them came. Now, they're shamelessly coming to claim kinship.

Chen Xiangui also stood at the back of the crowd with a frown. He walked over and looked at Wei Kunyao and the others. "You can leave now. We haven't been in contact for sixteen years. We've long since severed all ties."

"My dear cousin, you can't say that. We're all your relatives, the old lady's nephews. Saying that makes us seem distant!"

Wei Kuncheng's words only made things worse. Upon hearing them, Chen Xiangui was so enraged that he tried to snatch the rusty knife from Aunt Cai's hand. "You dare mention cousins ​​to me? I'll fucking chop you all to death!"

"Boss, don't be impulsive. It's not worth risking your life for them," Chen Xianfu rushed over and hugged Chen Xiangui to stop him from acting rashly.

"When my father passed away, I informed you of his death. Why didn't you mention that we were cousins ​​back then?" Chen Xiangui was being pulled along, cursing the people in front of him. "You sons of bitches, you didn't even come to your own uncle's funeral, not for sixteen years! Now that you hear my nephew Chen Dong is back from America, you dare to lick your boots and show your faces!"

"You bunch of bastards, if you dare step foot inside my Chen family's gate, I'll break all your legs!"

"Brother, don't be impulsive. Let's talk this out. There are so many people here. Aren't you ashamed? We're all family. If there's any misunderstanding, just talk it out," Wei Kunyao quickly said to cover for him.

"Shameful! You dare call me shameful? Get out! I, Chen Xiangui, have no relatives, they're all dead!" Chen Xiangui pushed away Chen Xianfu, who was hugging him. "Trying to claim kinship? The sun will rise in the west!"

"Eldest brother, help me inside," Old Mrs. Wei Shufen said coldly, afraid that her eldest brother's temper would be ignited by these shameless nephews again, and immediately asked to be helped inside.

Chen Xiangui is a grandfather now. If he were ten or twenty years younger, Wei Kunyao and the others would have to be carried out of Lianzhai today.

Chen Xiangui originally wanted to take his two younger brothers to beat up Wei Kunyao and his cousins. If it weren't for the old lady stopping him, he would probably have ended up in jail.

"Auntie, please let us in!"