The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

A month later, Gao Qinghe learned from Huang Yanqiu that Hao Huaping had returned to the countryside to become a primary school teacher.

Right now, she's busy getting to know the new nanny.

The person leaned against the kitchen door, handing the written dietary restrictions to the new housekeeper.

Holding the Nokia phone that Jiang Baohai brought back from Hong Kong in one hand, he chatted on the phone with Huang Yanqiu for a long time.

The new Nokia phone is much smaller than Jiang Baohai's original Motorola, has a phonebook, and can send text messages, but it does not have Chinese language support.

But none of that matters. What matters is the significantly improved battery life, allowing for continuous talk time of up to 90 minutes.

It's perfect for long phone conversations.

Note: This feature is only for those who are not short of money.

"You said Hao Huaping went back to her hometown? When did that happen?" Gao Qinghe asked curiously.

She remembered seeing Hao Huaping selling juice at a night market stall before.

Although her juice sales didn't seem to be going very well, it hadn't been that long.

Setting up a stall requires perseverance. If you want to do good business, you have to stick with it. Otherwise, if customers can't find the place once, they won't come back.

Huang Yanqiu said, "I heard that she has been back for almost a month, and she and Zhou Zhenghua got their marriage certificate last year, but they haven't held a wedding banquet yet. Maybe it's because she's embarrassed about it being her second marriage?"

That's what Huang Yanqiu guessed. Anyway, she didn't understand the tricks of city people.

If this were in their village, even for the third or fourth marriage, people would still shamelessly throw lavish banquets just to collect wedding gifts.

Gao Qinghe: "The two of them have already obtained their marriage certificate, so they are now considered legally married and living together?"

"Of course! The three of them are very affectionate, and Zhong is overjoyed. The two sisters-in-law from Zhou Lao Er's family and Zhou Lao San's family in our village tell everyone that their sister-in-law has a father who is the mayor."

Remembering the sycophantic faces of the villagers, Huang Yanqiu couldn't stand it for a second longer. She interrupted her sisters-in-law, saying sarcastically:
"She does have a mayor father, but unfortunately, he doesn't acknowledge her anymore. A married daughter is like water spilled from a cup."

The villagers didn't believe it, saying, "After all, he's her own child. She couldn't possibly abandon him. It must have been something she said in a fit of anger."

Before Guihua and Chunfang could explain, Huang Yanqiu interrupted and scoffed:

"So what if she's your own daughter? If your city college student daughter, whom you've raised with all your love and care, insisted on marrying some divorced, unknown old man from the countryside, would you still want to acknowledge her as your daughter?"

Chunfang shouted at Huang Yanqiu, and said irritably, "Who is this old country man? Our third son is only two years older than my sister-in-law. If anyone should be called old, it should be my sister-in-law."

"She's still not married at twenty-seven or twenty-eight. My third son doesn't mind her age. What more does she want?"

Huang Yanqiu looked at the smug Chunfang as if she were an idiot.

This idiot, saying that in front of the whole village, isn't he afraid of people finding out?

Too lazy to argue with these idiots, Huang Yanqiu left with a remark:
"I hate that I'm not a man. Otherwise, I would have first seduced the daughter of a director, then tricked the daughter of a mayor. With my father-in-law by my side, wouldn't I have been able to get whatever I wanted in the provincial capital long ago?"

"What a pity, what a pity. In order to prevent my Xue'er from being bullied by her stepfather, I can only make do with her unambitious father for the rest of my life."

Zheng Laowu's sister-in-law was still present, and she dared not speak out even though she heard these words.

He was genuinely afraid she would leave this family, so he greeted her with an awkward smile, "Yanqiu, bring the child back for Qingming Festival. Your parents are looking forward to their granddaughter's return."

Huang Yanqiu replied with a smile, "I know, sister-in-law, I will definitely go back."

Gao Qinghe couldn't help but laugh as she listened to Huang Yanqiu's vivid retelling.

"You're really something, not giving the Zheng family any face at all."

Huang Yanqiu said indifferently, "I consider all my family members from my own family to be dead, let alone my husband's family."

Realizing that Gao Qinghe was also part of her family, she quickly changed her words:

“You don’t count, I wasn’t talking about you.” “By the way, are you coming back for Qingming Festival?” Huang Yanqiu asked with concern.

Gao Qinghe glanced at the busy housekeeper in the kitchen, then calculated the time, and said uncertainly:
"We should go back."

After all, it's a big event to sweep the tombs, it only happens once a year. My mother-in-law couldn't go back for the Spring Festival, so she definitely wants to go back this time.

Jiang Baohai has mentioned it a couple of times in the past two days, saying that he needs to go back to the mine to take a look and make some arrangements.

"Most likely she will. By the way, you just said a family of three, what do you mean? Did Zhong Yunxiu go to take care of her daughter-in-law again?"

Speaking of this, Huang Yanqiu's voice became excited.

"Qinghe, do you know that everything has its counter? This old hag has finally met her match!"

Gao Qinghe raised an eyebrow, indicating to the aunt to handle it, then turned around and lay down on the sofa in the living room, letting Huang Yanqiu explain in detail.

Huang Yanqiu said, "You and I both know why the old woman told Ouyang Yan to divorce Zhou Zhenghua back then, just so she could climb up the social ladder by marrying Hao Huaping."

"The result of my high expectations for a meteoric rise to success turned out to be a job in the countryside, as a village primary school teacher, and a trainee teacher at that, without a permanent position."

One can imagine how unpleasant Zhong's expression must have been.

In Zhong's eyes, any woman who marries into her family, regardless of what she did or what her background was, must be under her control as her mother-in-law.

For Zhong, changing her expression was as natural as eating and drinking.

Hao Huaping had just reunited with Zhou Zhenghua in the countryside. Although the salary was meager, it was stable, and the two had no children.

Food and lodging in the village are almost free, and the combined salaries of the two of them are enough to cover daily expenses, with some savings.

But this sweet little life lasted only a week before Mrs. Zhong arrived.

With one more person, there will be more expenses.

Although Mr. Zhong said he wanted to grow his own vegetables and farm.

But this isn't Shanghe Village; she has no land or fields, and if she wants to farm, she can only rent from the villagers.

After several days of fussing, the final result was that it wasn't worth it after calculating the costs; it would have been better to buy vegetables and rice from the villagers. So, the matter was dropped.

Because of the ingrained habit of Zhong Shi always treating her well, Hao Huaping was quite touched that her mother-in-law was thinking of her own family.

Although she didn't manage to rent the land, she appreciated the sentiment.

The Zhong family naturally settled down there.

The village allocated the couple a single room, a small room next to the newly built office building of the village committee.

It's fine for two people, but not enough for three.

Therefore, they had no choice but to rent an old wooden house from their fellow villagers again.

The rent isn't expensive; five yuan a month is enough as a token payment. There's also a vegetable garden behind the house, which they're allowed to cultivate.

However, Hao Huaping discovered that her mother-in-law, who kept saying she wanted to grow her own vegetables to ease the family's burden and felt sorry for their hard work, hadn't even been to the vegetable garden a week after moving into the old wooden house.

The field was still overgrown with weeds.

At this moment, Hao Huaping had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Then came the mother-in-law's pressure to have a baby, constantly talking about a grandson or a boy.

As he spoke, he seemed possessed, his eyes turning sinister and terrifying. (End of Chapter)