On the way back to his hometown, Jiang Shaoming told everyone that the call from their hometown asking them to come back to discuss the demolition of the old house was probably related to their fourth uncle who was driven away decades ago. Last time, he stole the infant Jiang Huashu, which showed how cruel he was. He asked everyone to be mentally prepared.

Fourth Uncle should be around sixty years old this year. When he was driven out, his three sons were taken away with him. Jiang Shaoming only took care of his mother at the time, and all the specific matters were handled by Grandpa Jiang and the clan members.

Now that both sides of the Taiwan Strait are one family, it is understandable that Fourth Uncle wants to come back. But if he wants to go back to the Jiang family, not to mention that Old Master Jiang will not agree, even Jiang Shaoming and Jiang Huashu will not agree.

This guy is a shady guy. So when they get a call from their hometown village saying their old house is being demolished and they have to come back, it's most likely their fourth uncle or his children causing trouble. After all, it was their fourth uncle who arranged for Guan Ping'an's dog spy to steal Jiang Hua's book in the late 1960s.

Thinking of these old memories, the atmosphere in the car unconsciously grew solemn. Sun Mofei gently patted the back of Shui Shui's hand to show her comfort, and at the same time, her eyes revealed a firmness, as if to tell Shui Shui that no matter what happened, they would face it together.

Li Yichen caught this scene in the rearview mirror and thought to himself: this trip back home was destined to be troubled. But he also understood that for his family, this was not only a reckoning with the past, but also a safeguard for the future. He silently adjusted the navigation to ensure he arrived at the scheduled meeting place on time, and secretly decided that no matter what difficulties he encountered, he would stand at his family's front and protect them from the wind and rain.

Late at night, the night in Fenglin County was remarkably quiet, broken only by the occasional chirping of insects. In Sun Mofei's old house, the family sat together under the bright lights, discussing the upcoming challenges. Jiang Shaoming detailed his fourth uncle's past and how he had orchestrated the family's destruction, giving everyone present a deeper understanding of this unknown relative.

"We can't let the shadow of the past continue to cast a shadow over our future." Jiang Huashu's voice was firm and powerful. He looked out the window at the moonlight, his eyes gleaming with an unquestionable light. "Whatever Fourth Uncle and his children plan, we can't let them succeed. We must fight for our rights in this demolition."

He nodded in agreement, his eyes filled with both indignation for the past and hope for the future. "We in Guanjia Village are not to be trifled with. This time, we must not only protect our homeland, but also let those with ill intentions know that the Jiang family is not someone they can easily bully."

The next morning, the family packed up and three commercial vehicles set off again, embarking on the journey back to the village. Outside the windows, the scenery unfolded like a picture scroll, and inside, everyone's heart was filled with determination and courage. They knew there might be setbacks along the way, but as long as the family remained united, nothing could stop them from moving forward.

Because the houses of Jiang Huashu and Fifth Grandpa were built some distance away from the village, no one in the village knew about their three cars and no one saw them.

After getting off the car, Grandpa Wu looked at the old house which he hadn't seen for decades and felt a lot of emotion. The familiar river flowed not far from the two houses.