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

Chapter 54 Four Thousand Yuan

Soybeans were scattered all over the ground with a "whoosh".

Mrs. Zhong screamed and jumped up, shouting, "Xiao He, what are you doing!"

"What do I do?"

Gao Qinghe sneered and kicked the stool that was under her buttocks away.

Zhong's face turned pale, whether from panic or shock, it was hard to tell.

Is this still the same Gao Qinghe who used to sweetly call Yunxiu "Auntie" whenever she saw her?

Of course not!
Gao Qinghe pointed at her nose: "Zhong Yunxiu, who do you think you are, daring to talk nonsense about your ancestors?"

Zhong stared in disbelief: "You..."

"What do you mean, 'you'? You know I found a boyfriend who's good to me, handsome, and rich, and not your son, and you're still upset about it?"

Having her thoughts exposed, Mrs. Zhong was so angry that her face twitched.

Gao Qinghe was afraid that she would be so angry that she would try to extort money from her, so she patted her clothes and said, "Forget it, what man wouldn't want to be attracted to a woman as beautiful, smart, witty and humorous as me?"

"It's not your fault. After all, unless I'm blind, your son will never find a high-quality human woman like me in his lifetime!"

After saying that, seeing Zhong Yunxiu clutching her chest, trembling all over, she gritted her teeth and said fiercely:

"My son will definitely find a girl a hundred times better than you!"

Gao Qinghe sneered contemptuously, tossed her high ponytail, revealing her perfect, beautiful face, swayed her hips, and strode away with her long legs.

She didn't say anything, but it was as if she said everything, and in a very vulgar way.

Zhong Yunxiu gripped her collar tightly, trying to speak but unable to utter a word, her heart aching.

When Zhou Zhenghua's sister-in-law Guihua returned from the fields, she saw her mother-in-law leaning against the door, her face deathly pale, and cried out in fright, "Mom!"

The sound was so shrill that anyone who didn't know better would have thought something had happened to Zhong Yunxiu.

Hearing the commotion coming from her neighbor's house, Gao Qinghe ate half a bowl more at dinner.

Huang Ying and Granny Tian asked curiously, "What happened to the Zhou family?"

Gao Qinghe shrugged. "Who knows?"

Look how kind-hearted she is; she didn't even tell her family about being bullied like this.

Otherwise, not to mention her mother, just look at her grandmother's fiercely protective and short-tempered nature.

They'll definitely storm into the Zhou family and overturn all those ancestral tablets they've been worshipping!
However, even though Gao Qinghe didn't say anything, Old Lady Tian soon picked up on the veiled insults coming from Zhong Yunxiu next door.

After returning home, Zhong Yunxiu became increasingly angry. Why could a woman whom her son disliked find a wealthy coal mine owner?

Once the angina subsided, he gulped down a bowl of water, then immediately stood against the wall near the Gao family's house, spouting a series of sarcastic remarks.

However, the only thing she could talk about over and over again was the same thing—Old Lady Tian remarried.

If she can't scold the younger ones, she'll scold the older ones.

Gao Qinghe looked at the two handsome portraits of her deceased husband hanging above her grandmother's bed.

Then I looked at my grandmother, who had already taken out a whetstone and was sharpening her knife.

Grandma Tian's full name was Tian Xiaoqiao. She was born in 1931. Her family was poor when she was young, and she became a maid in a wealthy man's house when she was ten years old in order to make a living.

He hated the wicked rich people who exploited the poor the most in his life.

In Shanghe Village, Tian Xiaoqiao was the first fighter to respond to the call and actively oppose feudalism.

While the villagers were still accepting arranged marriages, she had already fallen in love with Comrade Huang and started her own new family.

After Comrade Lao Huang passed away, while other widows were still hesitating about whether to raise their children alone and suffer for the rest of their lives because of the so-called "fidelity" ideal,

Tian Xiaoqiao took the initiative to approach the women's representative of the brigade and applied to form a family with the widower from the Zheng family who was raising a child, so that they could raise the child together.

Some people criticize and look down on this behavior, while others empathize and express their understanding.

Zhong Yunxiu is clearly the former.

Her husband died unexpectedly before she turned thirty, and Zhong Yunxiu, who was only 28 at the time, vowed to remain faithful to her deceased husband for the rest of her life.

For the next twenty years, she single-handedly raised the three sons of the Zhou family with great hardship.

Zhong Yunxiu often talks about the hardships she endured in the past, repeating it to everyone who comes to her. But if someone praises her or expresses deep sympathy, she complains that her life has been too bitter.

Morally, Zhong Yunxiu always felt that she was superior to Gao Tianxiao and the widows in the village who had remarried.

If there weren't certain things she couldn't say right now, she would have talked about their backgrounds.

In Zhong's heart, she always felt that Old Lady Tian should not be treated as an equal to her.

However, she had been suppressing her feelings and enduring hardship until Zhou Zhenghua graduated.

Unexpectedly, it suddenly erupted today.

When Grandma Tian first heard what she said, she could hardly believe it.

But three seconds later, the sound of sharpening knives echoed in the yard.

Just as Gao Qinghe was debating whether to stop him or not, Zhou Zhenghua seemed to have gone home.

Things suddenly quieted down at the Zhou family's place.

Old Mrs. Tian threw down the knife with a clatter, went into the room without saying a word, took down the portraits of her two husbands, and wiped the dust off them with a handkerchief.

Others use photos taken around the time of a person's death for their memorial portraits.

What Grandma Tian left behind were the most vibrant and youthful faces of them in their prime.

Looking at her grandmother's nostalgic expression, Gao Qinghe was certain that she loved both men deeply at the same time.

Huang Ying winked at her daughter, signaling her to come out and not disturb her grandmother.

Gao Qinghe nodded, quietly retreated from her grandmother's room, and closed the door behind her.

Everyone acted as if nothing had happened and went about their own business.

Now came the part Gao Qingmiao was most looking forward to.

The siblings took out their account books and wallets to do the math.

I currently have 4423 yuan in cash, including principal and interest.

Gao Qinghe had a rough idea of ​​what would happen, so the result wasn't too surprising.

Gao Qingmiao was stunned, and a surge of intense joy welled up inside her, so she just grinned with her teeth showing.

After deducting the cost of 900 yuan, I made 3523 yuan in half a month.

Gao Qingmiao finally regained her voice from her ecstasy and, in a playful manner, grabbed her sister's sleeve and said:
"Bicycle, bicycle, bicycle"

Gao Qinghe found it both funny and infuriating, and took out the remainder of 423 separately.

"Leave the remaining four thousand untouched for now. We'll rest tomorrow and go into the city to buy train tickets. The day after tomorrow, I'll accompany you to the provincial capital."

Gao Qinghe carefully put the four thousand yuan into her pocket, waved her hand, and everyone went back to their respective rooms.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time and really wanted to sleep in until she naturally woke up tomorrow, but money waits for no one.

Just bear with it a little longer, just bear with it a little longer. Gao Qinghe comforted herself with this thought, and fell into a good sleep with the fresh, warm four thousand yuan as her pillow.

The next morning, Gao Qinghe was woken up by Gao Qingmiao's excited knocking on the door.

The young man was obsessed with bicycles and had spent the whole night thinking about which brand and style to buy.

Gao Qinghe couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

This was the first time she had ever stepped into the county department store since her rebirth.

Gao Qingmiao woke everyone up early, and when the siblings arrived in the county town, the department store had just opened.

There weren't many customers in the store, and the sales clerks were putting newly arrived items on the counter.

The Qingxian Department Store has eight rooms, which are divided into several separate counters according to different categories.

Gao Qinghe remembers that after the millennium, this place was bought by a Hong Kong businessman and turned into the county's first comprehensive e-commerce mall.

At its peak, the monthly rent for a single display case inside was over ten thousand yuan.

Of course, it is still a state-owned enterprise now, so the goods are not as complete as they will be ten years later, and the sales staff still have secure jobs and have a low level of initiative in providing service.

(End of this chapter)