Graduate student Xia Qingqing was on her way back to school after a job interview when she was struck and killed by an object from beyond the skies, transmigrating to the food and water-scarce 1970...
Hearing Old Lady Xia's shouting outside, Xia Heping came out with a bitter face, carrying a large bundle.
“Mother, I really can’t not take care of you and Father, but Hongyan has no obligation to take care of you. Now I can only leave with you.”
Everyone stared at Xia Heping in shock. Good heavens, he could actually do that?
I've only ever seen families drive away wives, never the other way around.
Grandma Xia stared wide-eyed at her second son: "Second son, are you crazy? This is your home, how can you let this little wench run wild?"
Xia Heping shook his head firmly: "No, this family is the result of Hongyan's hard work."
After Xia Heping finished speaking, he went to help Grandma Xia with her luggage: "Mom, don't worry, no matter what, I will never abandon you and Dad. Let's go home now."
"Go home? Go home which home?" Old Mrs. Xia looked at her second son in bewilderment.
Xia Heping said with a smile, "Your and Dad's home? Hongyan doesn't want me anymore, so I'll move in to take care of you and Dad."
Grandma Xia immediately took a step back: "Wait a minute, that's your older brother's house, there's no place for you to stay."
"Mother, although you and Father have always favored my older brother and younger brother since we were little, I don't mind. I'm fine with staying in the woodshed or kitchen whenever I go back," Xia Heping said, his eyes red.
Even the team members watching were caught off guard, never expecting to witness such a spectacle.
"Zhang Hongyan is too fierce. What was she thinking? How dare she kick her own man out?"
"It's all because Xia Heping is too weak. A grown man like him was being trampled on by a woman."
"Sigh, what can we do about peace? Zhang Hongyan gave birth to such a formidable daughter, so of course she can stand up straight."
"That makes sense. Their family's life has only improved recently, and it's all thanks to Qingqing."
“Hongyan is so lucky. If my daughter were half as good as Xia Qingqing, I would wake up laughing in my dreams.”
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When Grandma Xia saw her second son carrying his luggage toward the old house, she hurriedly stopped him. She didn't want this useless son; she wanted a good life.
The old lady knew perfectly well that her second son was a good-for-nothing, and the only one who could give her a good life was Xia Qingqing.
Unfortunately, it's obvious that the second son doesn't want to benefit from his daughter's fame.
This realization made Old Lady Xia's face look even worse than if she had eaten excrement.
"Second brother, now that you're all grown up, you have your own little schemes and you think your father and I are old and useless."
"No matter what, we raised you. If you really don't want your father and me to live at home, that's fine, but you have to give your father and me 5 yuan a month for our care," said Old Mrs. Xia before pulling her husband away angrily.
After his parents left, Xia Hecai glared at Xia Heping and said, "Second brother, you really have some tricks up your sleeve. Now that you've made your fortune, you only care about living a good life for yourself and don't even want to support your parents."
Xia Heping felt a pang of sadness as he listened to their conversation. They said he didn't support his parents? Did all the money and food he sent over the past ten years go down the drain? No matter how hard life was back then, he never skimped on the food he sent to his parents.
After standing there for a while to calm himself down, he picked up the package and went home.
After entering the house, Xia Heping looked at Zhang Hongyan sitting on the stool and said, "Wife, how was my performance just now? I did exactly what you taught me."
"It's alright, but have you figured out how to pay the 5 yuan monthly pension allowance?" Zhang Hongyan said, glancing sideways at the man.
Xia Heping gave a wry smile. Where was he, a farmer, supposed to earn 5 yuan?
"What an idiot," Zhang Hongyan said angrily, rolling her eyes at the man.
It's absolutely hilarious. I've never seen anyone in the village demand retirement money like this. Even if her family doesn't need the 5 yuan right now, she's not willing to be such a nag.
“Xia Heping, listen to me carefully. We will give you exactly what the eldest and third sons give us for retirement expenses, not a penny more.”
Xia Heping nodded repeatedly: "Wife, I'll listen to you. You're in charge of our family."
He felt that his wife was very good and was willing to take care of his parents in their old age. Compared to the third son, she was already being very kind and generous, since they hadn't received a single penny from the division of the family property.
Zhang Hongyan's lips curved slightly. Although the man was honest and weak, he was good at listening to her.
Compared to the men in the village who beat their wives at the drop of a hat, Xia Heping was really quite good, provided that Zhang Hongyan was strong-willed to begin with.
If it were a timid woman, and both husband and wife were weak and submissive, they would be bullied to death.
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Soon, Zhang Hongyan received another letter from her daughter.
She mistakenly thought that someone at Xia Qingqing's school wanted to buy the small fish chili sauce again, and she was torn between two options.
Some time ago, they made hundreds of bottles of chili sauce. No matter how careful they were, people noticed something was wrong. Some people even came to their door asking if they had any ways to make money. She barely managed to get away with it. If they continued, people would inevitably find out.
But the small fish chili sauce is so profitable that she really couldn't bear to give up the opportunity to make money.
This conflicted feeling vanished after Zhang Hongyan read the letter.
"Honey, what's wrong? Say something," Xia Heping said, glancing at Zhang Hongyan's face as she stood motionless in a daze.
Zhang Hongyan stammered, "Qingqing, our daughter said someone wants to buy our chili sauce recipe and is willing to pay 500 yuan."
"What? Honey, you must be seeing things," Xia Heping wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
Zhang Hongyan also doubted her own eyes and said hesitantly, "I don't think so. Look, it's written here. Qingqing also said that I should think it over carefully, and if I agree to sell, I should write down the formula and send it to her."
Xia Heping quickly went over and looked at the letter with his wife. The two of them read the letter several times before they were sure they hadn't made a mistake.
Zhang Hongyan couldn't believe that the chili sauce she made so casually was actually so valuable.
Back then, her family was too poor to afford meat, and it was difficult to catch big fish in the river. The small fish and shrimp she caught were tasteless, so she thought that putting the small fish in chili peppers would make them taste better and they could also be eaten as a side dish.
Later, seeing that her family liked it, she kept improving the recipe until this final version.
Moreover, Qingqing said that selling this recipe will not affect their ability to continue selling chili sauce. If someone else wants to buy the recipe in the future, they can continue to sell it.
But that's a story for later. Right now, the most important thing is to quickly agree to the offer from that sucker who wants to buy the formula, so he doesn't get away with it.
Zhang Hongyan quickly found Gou Dan's notebook and wrote down the chili sauce making process and recipe word for word.
She was afraid that she hadn't written carefully enough, so after writing it once, she copied it again, perfecting the details as she copied. She filled half a notebook before she was finally done.
The next day, Zhang Hongyan quickly asked Xia Heping to send the items to the county.