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

Huang Lanzhi walked over, gently removed Xiao Rongguo's hand from the bag, and tapped his forehead with a smile, "You little money-grubber, this is your third uncle's money, you can't touch it."

Little Rongguo's eyes darted around as he shouted, "My third uncle gets to have his own money, but my mom takes all my money! I'm so angry!"

Huang Lanzhi laughed and scolded, "You're so young, what are you thinking about with money? You might get robbed if you go out. Be a good girl and listen to your grandma, go play somewhere else."

Little Rongguo's eyes were still glued to the canvas bag Chen Zaiguang was carrying, and he innocently asked Huang Lanzhi, "Grandma, aren't you taking Uncle San's money?"

"Grandma doesn't need the money, Grandma won't take it," Huang Lanzhi sat back down on the small stool and continued shelling peanuts. Little Rongguo ran over and sat next to Huang Lanzhi. "Grandma, you're so kind! I wish my mom was like you. Grandma, let me be your son, then you won't take my New Year's money!"

"Pfft!"

Chen Xiangui, who was still drinking tea, spat it out. He coughed and pointed at his little grandson, laughing so hard he couldn't speak. Huang Lanzhi pinched his ear and scolded him with a smile, "You little devil, you want to be brothers with your father? If your mother and father hear this, you'll get a spanking again."

"Ugh!" Xiao Rongguo quickly covered his mouth and shook his head vigorously to indicate that he wouldn't say anything more. At this moment, Chen Dong, Chen Zaiguang, and the others returned. Chen Zaixing, carrying the remaining dozen or so packs of Peony cigarettes, slammed them onto the coffee table and waved his hand generously at his father, Chen Xiangui, saying, "Dad, take these and smoke them!"

"You brat, you're trying to act all high and mighty with me," Chen Xiangui cursed, but still picked up a cigarette and examined it carefully. "Tell your mother to put it under the altar in the living room. Whoever wants one can go and get it themselves."

Chen Zaixing nodded, sat down, picked up his teacup and started drinking. Seeing his silly son covering his mouth with his hand, he asked, "What's wrong? Does your tooth hurt? Why are you covering your mouth for no reason?"

Xiao Rongguo continued to cover his mouth and shake his head vigorously. Chen Xiangui glanced at the unreliable father and son and continued to make tea. Chen Zaiguang took the bag back to the room. Chen Zaisheng, Chen Zailong and others sat down together. Old Mrs. Wei Shufen also lifted the curtain and came out with her cane.

Upon seeing the old lady emerge, the Chen family members all greeted her with "Grandma" or "Auntie." Grandma Wei Shufen stepped over the threshold and sat down in the center of the sofa. She glanced around, and seeing that all her grandsons were present, she asked, "Where are the others? Call your daughters-in-law over; this old woman has a few words to say."

Gu Ying, Ma Jiao, and Wu Fangru were called out by Huang Lanzhi. They wiped their hands, pulled over chairs, and sat down. Old Mrs. Wei Shufen pointed at Lin Ruiqing and said, "You stand in the middle."

Lin Ruiqing stood before the coffee table in the lobby, looking aggrieved. Old Mrs. Wei Shufen slammed her cane on the ground with a dull thud. "You, from the Guang family, tell me yourself, were you wrong in this matter?"

"Grandma, I know I was wrong!"

"I've told you time and again, don't flaunt your wealth, but you've all ignored me," said Grandma Wei Shufen, looking at her three granddaughters-in-law. "Anyone else planning to help their own family, say it all in front of me today."

No one spoke. Old Mrs. Wei Shufen slammed her cane on the ground again and said angrily, "It's not that you can't help your own family, but you should do it within your means and not hurt your relationship as husband and wife. No matter how much you help, I ask you, can you even continue living like this?"

Chen Zaiguang looked up at Lin Ruiqing, who also looked at him in fear, her eyes full of pleading. She had already fallen out with her brothers, and if Chen Zaiguang divorced her, she would be left with no one to rely on.

Chen Xiangui coughed lightly, "Mother, this was the third son's fault. We've already recovered 80,000 yuan. As for Rong Rui... let's just forget about it."

"Whether it counts or not, it's up to the third son to say. But if it's any different, I'll just ask you one question: can you two still live like this?"

"Speak up! Are you mute? Didn't you hear Grandma asking you a question?" Chen Zaiguang glared at Chen Zaiguang, who was just staring at Lin Ruiqing without saying a word. Only then did Chen Zaiguang say in a deep voice, "Grandma, it's okay!"

"Fine, you said those words yourself," Old Mrs. Wei Shufen pointed at Chen Zaiguang, "your father and your brothers, sisters-in-law and other relatives all heard it."

"Yes, I said it."

Grandma Wei Shufen hummed in agreement. "It's inevitable for couples to have disagreements. Everyone makes mistakes and acts rashly. Just talk things out. Ruiqing, from now on, for any important matters, you must discuss them with your husband before doing them. Don't act on your own!"

"Grandma, I understand," Lin Ruiqing said gratefully to Chen Zaiguang. "Zaiguang, from now on, I will put you first in everything!"

Chen Zaiguang nodded, and Old Madam Wei Shufen continued, "Since everyone is here today, I, this old woman, will also establish another rule. From now on, anyone who dares to act on their own without consulting their husband, whether they take money out to subsidize their own family or squander it, I will decide whether they are divorced!"

The four granddaughters-in-law nodded silently. Grandma Wei Shufen pointed to her five grandsons, "You're the same. They say money gives men courage, and you all have your own careers now. But if I find out you're keeping mistresses after you've made money, I'll be the first to grab my cane and break his legs!"

"Did you hear me!"

"Okay, milk!"

"Don't worry, Grandma, none of us brothers are those kinds of people."

"knew!"

"Don't worry, Grandma."

"hey-hey!"

Wu Fangru rolled her eyes at Chen Zaixing, who was chuckling. Chen Xiangui and Chen Zaiguang also glared at her. Chen Zaixing asked cheekily, "Dad, Big Brother, why are you all looking at me like that? Can't I even laugh?"

"What are you laughing at? This is not something to laugh about," Chen Zaiguang said, not bothering to banter with him. "If you really do what your mother says and keep a mistress outside, I'll break both your legs and make you walk on crutches for the rest of your life."

"Great, great, Uncle!" Xiao Rongguo clapped his hands and shouted with a smile, no longer covering his mouth. Chen Zaixing pulled his silly son over, pressed him onto his thigh, pulled down his pants, and gave him a good beating.

"Alright, alright, stop hitting me," Huang Lanzhi said, looking at her chubby-cheeked grandson with heartache. Little Rongguo, wiping away tears, wailed, "Grandma, my dad hit me again! Waaaaah!"

Xiao Chenhui came over, pulled his clumsy younger brother aside, and comforted him, saying as they walked, "Don't do that next time, little brother."

"But I didn't say anything wrong. It was Uncle who said it. I was just saying what I was thinking," Xiao Rongguo said, following behind his brother with a wronged expression.

"Then just keep it to yourself from now on, don't say it out loud!"

"Alright, alright, let's get ready for lunch," Chen Xiangui called to everyone as they moved the dining table, preparing for lunch. "You two little ones, don't go out, lunch is coming soon."

"oh!"

"understood."