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

"Yes, we'll set up a stall in New York first, then come back to Tuocheng and set up another one, inviting all of our own people."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiangui pushed his reading glasses up his nose and nodded with a smile, "Alright, then we must choose an auspicious day. Although it is the second marriage of our Chen family daughter, we must make sure the ceremony is grand and impressive. We can't let people say that Lianxiang's second marriage was too hasty."

Upon hearing the words "second marriage," Huang Lanzhi couldn't help but slap Chen Xiangui's arm with the hand holding the calendar. "What do you mean by second marriage? Lianxiang is having a second marriage. You old geezer, if you can't speak properly, then shut up."

Chen Xiangui cried out in pain, rubbing his arm, but wasn't annoyed. Instead, he smiled ingratiatingly, "Yes, yes, yes, I was bad at speaking. A happy marriage is rekindled, a great joy!"

"That's true, if you can't speak properly, then speak less," Huang Lanzhi glared at her husband.

Everyone burst into laughter. Chen Lianxiang, holding Xiao Huiyi, blushed but also laughed. Seeing the happy shyness in her smile, Lin Qingsheng quickly changed the subject for her, "Uncle, my parents in America already know about me and A-Xiang. They would like to invite you two and your brothers to come and stay in New York for a while when you have time."

"Once we get engaged here, we'll go back and have a Western-style wedding to let our relatives and friends there meet Ah Xiang. When we return to Tuocheng, we'll have a Chinese-style wedding with a big banquet, so we won't miss out on either side."

"Oh, New York is so far away," Chen Xiangui said, taking off his reading glasses and holding them in his hand. "My old arms and legs are too weak, so forget it. Let Zaiguang and Zaisheng go. If your parents come back to China, we'll have a big celebration in Tuocheng, and let our in-laws see how impressive our Lianzhai is!"

"That...that must cost a lot of money, right?" Huang Lanzhi did not refuse, her eyes revealing her anticipation for going to America. In her entire life, she had only left Jiping Town a handful of times, let alone gone abroad.

If she could actually go to America to attend her daughter Chen Lianxiang and Lin Qingsheng's Western-style wedding, Huang Lanzhi would definitely show off to her other two sisters-in-law when she returned.

"Forget it, Lanzhi. It will take a long time to go to America. There are things to do here, and we also have to take care of our mother," Chen Xianggui said, seeing his wife's eager expression. He knew that this old woman was really interested in going to America to broaden her horizons, so he quickly tried to dissuade her.

"It's alright, you can go if you want. Don't use me as an excuse. As long as I have food to eat, that's enough for me," said Old Mrs. Wei Shufen. "Besides, I have three sons. Eldest son, you and Lanzhi went to America with great difficulty. Do you think the second and youngest sons would dare not give me food?"

"Grandma, then I'll stay here to take care of you. Guang can go, there's no need for me to go," said Zeng Xia, the eldest granddaughter-in-law, as she sat down next to Grandma Wei Shufen with a smile.

Grandma Wei Shufen patted Zeng Xia's hand affectionately, "Girl, you have to go. Your grandma is too old to endure the journey. When I was your age, if you didn't let me go, I would have argued with you."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed at what Grandma Wei Shufen said. Little Rongguo, with his short legs, ran over quickly, leaned against Grandma Wei Shufen's hand, and whispered, "Grandma, flying in an airplane is actually a lot of fun! It's not tiring at all, really!"

"No, I can't do it anymore. I'm not as energetic as you children. I'm getting old," said Grandma Wei Shufen, affectionately stroking Rongguo's head.

Xiao Rongguo tilted his head and said, "Grandma isn't old at all! Grandma will definitely live a long and healthy life. My mother said that when I grow up, get married, and have children, I'll need you to help me take care of them!"

"Oh my! You little troublemaker, you still want Grandma to take care of your child?" Grandma Wei Shufen smiled so much that her eyes narrowed. Little Rongguo nodded seriously, "Not only me, but also Brother Jimi's future children will need you to take care of them, Grandma."

"Yes, my brother and I need you to bring us lots and lots of dolls, Grandma!" Xiao Ronghui chimed in happily.

"Hehehe! Good, good, good," Grandma Wei Shufen was delighted by her great-grandson's words. The reason why old people like children is because children can really make old people laugh.

The group of adults around them watched as little Rongguo, this mischievous little monkey, managed to coax old lady Wei Shufen into taking out her "portable treasure" from her waist pouch to buy ice cream for him, and they all shook their heads with laughter.

Lin Ruiqing glanced at her son Chen Rongrui, who was sitting there eating after coming home from school, and thought to herself that her son had really inherited his father Chen Zaiguang's traits. His father was a blockhead and a dullard, and he didn't have any of the cleverness of his fifth uncle Chen Zaixing's son, Xiao Rongguo.

Look at young Rongguo, he's got the old lady all sweet-talked. If he were to say to her, "Grandma, after you pass away, leave all your money to me," she would smile and say, "What do you mean, 'after you pass away'? Grandma can give it to you right now."

Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable!

Chen Xiangui watched with a smile as his little grandson entertained his mother, then lowered his head to look through the calendar in his hand. Huang Lanzhi muttered something about having to pick a lucky day with a number six or nine.

"This won't work, it clashes with Lianxiang's zodiac sign. Let's choose another one. Hmm, the eighth day won't work, it clashes with Qingsheng, the twelfth day won't work either, the eighteenth day is good."

Every time Chen Xiangui turned to a page, Huang Lanzhi would start commenting on it, which made Chen Xiangui so angry that he wanted to say, "Who do you think you are, the one who reads this?"

But thinking of his wife's fierce nature, Chen Xiangui suppressed his impulse. As Confucius said, "If you can't bear something small, you'll end up sleeping on the floor." So, following Huang Lanzhi's lead, Chen Xiangui asked, "Then let's choose the eighteenth?"

"It's you who can tell the sun's position, not me, yet you're asking me," Huang Lanzhi retorted.

Chen Xiangui was already used to it. He knew his wife meant she liked the eighteenth day, so he immediately said, "Okay, it'll be eighteen then!"

"Auspicious for weddings, opening businesses, and travel; all things will be blessed!"

"The 18th of the seventh lunar month," Lin Qingsheng leaned over to take a look, nodded, "an auspicious day. It's still a week away, so there's plenty of time."

"Then it's settled!" Huang Lanzhi clapped her hands, beaming with joy. "On the 18th day of the seventh lunar month, Nanyue Restaurant will open, and Qingsheng and Lianxiang will get engaged—double happiness!"

"Oh! We can have a feast again!" Xiao Rongguo and Xiao Ronghui jumped up and down with joy. Chen Xiangui shook his head with a smile, "Now that the date is set, I have to call that brat Lao Xiao and tell him to come back from Shanghai as soon as possible. His sister is getting engaged, and he can't miss it."

Xiao Rongguo was determined to call his father, Chen Zaixing. He eagerly ran ahead of his grandfather, Chen Xiangui, grabbed a long bench, stood on it, and skillfully dialed his father's mobile phone number.

The call was answered quickly, and Xiao Rongguo shouted into the phone, "Dad, Auntie is getting married! Come back quickly!"

"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting? I'll give you a good spanking when we get back!"