1970s: My childhood sweetheart ran away, and I turned around and married the wildest chief.

At this point, Xu Hui changed the subject, "If over time, your in-laws change their minds and become jealous of your family's wealth and try to take you away to subsidize other people, then you must take back the property in time. If they dare to hold on to it, you must tell your family as soon as possible. Your uncle will definitely not stand by and watch the Lu family bully you."

Qiao Wanqing hugged Xu Hui's arm and leaned on her mother's shoulder, feeling incredibly happy and warm inside.

"I know. I'll keep an eye on their emotions. I'll help those I should help with, and I definitely won't interfere with those I shouldn't. Don't worry, Mom. Your daughter isn't so easily bullied. If I really can't fight back, I'll know to run away."

Qiao Wanqing truly felt very happy in this life.

Although she was born into a large family, it seemed that there was not much human touch. The elders had more or less value in their judgment of her. But people are inherently valuable. Wasn't she restraining her emotions towards her cousin because of her uncle?

Those people were always a layer away from her; in Qiao Wanqing's heart, her relatives were already quite good.

At least in her heart, her grandparents and uncle were much better than her maternal uncle.

These people are genuinely kind to her.

Also, her parents really love her!

She was pampered by her parents and had the resources of her family. Unlike those who started from scratch, she didn't have to risk going to the south to buy goods, nor did she have to do everything herself. If she wanted goods, she could just make a phone call to her grandfather, and someone would naturally deliver them to her without her having to worry about the quality of the goods.

With such good family resources, it would be a real shame if she could still be bullied by her in-laws.

Five days later, all the textile factory employees moved out of the shop. Qiao Wanqing went with her mother to the housing management bureau to complete the transfer procedures with the person in charge of the textile factory. Later, they went to the street office to report the matter. Finally, they went to the textile factory and gave the money directly to the factory's finance department.

All the paperwork was stamped with the textile factory's seal and signed by the main person in charge.

It's already quite rigorous. Besides, neither side is easy to bully, so it's unlikely that they'll cause a scene over such a small matter. As long as there are proper procedures, it'll be fine.

After buying the place, she went to the shop to discuss it with Miao Cuiying.

Miao Cuiying was stunned to hear that Qiao Wanqing had bought the entire area.

"You bought them all? You bought the whole area behind them too?"

Qiao Wanqing nodded, "Yes, but those houses are all too dilapidated. It's like we just bought a piece of land. We need to clear them out quickly so I can build new ones. Mom, have Dad finished with things back home?"

Miao Cuiying nodded, "That's about it! The autumn harvest is over, and the fields have all been divided up this year. From now on, each family will be responsible for farming their own land."

Qiao Wanqing shared her thoughts: "Mom, the clothing industry is extremely profitable, and I happen to have the resources. If it were someone else, they would have to risk going south to get the goods themselves, and some might not even be able to get any. But it's different for me. My grandfather's factory makes this kind of thing. I can just tell him and I can get the goods."

"But as you know, I have so many children at home who can't do without me for the time being. Besides, I'm not sure if it's sensitive for me to do this, or if it will affect Mingzhou. So, I don't want to get directly involved for now."

Anyway, she didn't want to do any work, so the blame had to be placed on Lu Mingzhou.

"Mom, you know we have five children and expenses are huge. As Mingzhou gets more successful, the cost of social obligations will only increase. We need to find a way to make money. I don't trust anyone else to do it! You and Dad both had businesses before, it's a waste of your talents to keep it all in a small steamed bun shop. I'm thinking of opening a clothing market here, and you and Dad can help us manage it, what do you think?"

Miao Cuiying's eyes lit up. She used to work at the supply and marketing cooperative in her hometown, so she knew how profitable clothing was. If she could get her hands on the goods, it would be much more profitable than a breakfast stall.

At that time, it won't just be the second son's family making money; the entire Lu family will become wealthy.

"Really? You can really secure a stable supply? This... this yard is big enough, are you going to build something else next to it? How much will that cost? Do you have enough money? Mom has some left, do you want some...?"

Qiao Wanqing smiled and said, "Mom, you don't need to worry about the costs, I'll take care of that."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, Miao Cuiying felt relieved.

She slapped her thigh excitedly and said, "Absolutely no problem. I'm already here. Your dad won't be staying at home for long anyway, and he's retired. Why not let him come to Beijing? It's no fun staying in our hometown."

"Xiao Wan! Don't worry, you don't need to do these things. Your dad and I will keep an eye on things for you. You can do whatever you want, however big you want. As for the house, find someone to start cleaning it right away. I'll keep an eye on it for you."

Qiao Wanqing was a little embarrassed. "Mom, you don't have enough time, do you? Second Brother has children at home and runs a shop."

Miao Cuiying waved her hand, "What's there to be too busy for? This is nothing. When I worked at the supply and marketing cooperative, I was much busier than this. Just find someone to do it... By the way, you don't know these people, do you? Well, I'll find them for you. I'm sure I can find people at the street office. There are unemployed people everywhere. As long as you're willing to pay, you won't have trouble finding people to do the work."

"If you, a young married woman, were to do these things, people's first thought would be that you don't know anything and they would try to rip you off."

Qiao Wanqing: "..."

It's so hard being a young woman!

Seeing Miao Cuiying say this, Qiao Wanqing nodded, "Alright, then I'll leave it to you, Mom. I'll go back and get the money. I'll pay for it, and you can supervise the work."

Qiao Wanqing went back and withdrew five thousand yuan. She also gave some tickets from home to Miao Cuiying. She didn't need some of the tickets, but Miao Cuiying could give them away. To establish oneself in a place, one definitely needs to socialize, and those rare tickets were one of the tools for socializing.

Miao Cuiying didn't even wait for Qiao Wanqing to bring the money; she went to the neighborhood office to find someone that very day.

When Director Wang saw Miao Cuiying come to find someone to clean up those old houses, his eyes deepened. He thought to himself that these rich people really do have connections. The textile factory matter had been at a standstill for a long time. It wasn't that no one was interested in that area, but the money they asked for was too much, and people felt it wasn't worth it, so they all left.

When Qiao Wanqing originally wanted to buy it, he told her that even if the money for settling the employees wasn't that much, there would still be some money, so they wouldn't lose money.

He thought that this matter would definitely remain deadlocked for a while, and that Qiao Wanqing would eventually have to give in, pay more money, and get things done.

He didn't expect things to develop so quickly, and the textile factory workers to move out so easily, leaving the house empty.