The Wang family doesn't have as many rules.

Wang Ruiming had already told Feng Fang about it when she came to visit.

However, he never said that Wang Shouren and his partner would show affection in public.

In their home, this would be seen as a sign of instability.

That night, Wang Ruiming did not stay overnight in the courtyard house, but instead took Feng Fang to his own small courtyard.

Feng Fang got into his car out of curiosity, but before they left, Wang Xirou chased after her, saying, "Wait, wait, take me with you! I don't want to stay here!"

Wang Siren followed behind him.

Wang Ruiming was speechless: "Sis, can't you go back to your own yard?"

"Come on, the smallest house Dad bought for us is a two-courtyard house, such a big yard. Aren't you scared to go back by yourself?"

After thinking about it, Wang Ruiming realized it made sense. He turned to his wife and asked, "Shall we bring my sister and brother along?"

"Okay, whatever you say." Although Feng Fang hasn't married into the family yet, it's almost time. The original plan was to get married after the New Year, and then they could go abroad.

"Boss, you open it, I've been drinking." Wang Xirou took a key out of her pocket and tossed it to Wang Siren.

Wang Siren took it and nodded. He didn't like drinking, so he didn't drink at the dinner table. His family wouldn't force them to drink either.

Although there's no rule against drinking and driving these days, Wang Shouren insisted that they follow it.

In later generations, drunk driving has always been a major problem. But in reality, drunk driving during this period was not a big deal.

Why did drunk driving persist despite repeated bans? It can be summarized by a line of poetry: "Having seen the vast ocean, other waters seem insignificant; having beheld the clouds of Wushan, other clouds are not worth seeing."

People who haven't experienced this era simply cannot understand how wild the drivers of this time were.

Drunk driving? In this day and age, it's just a trivial matter.

Why do you think later generations banned car modifications?

Are we banning those things that have their appearance modified and speed increased?

No, what's prohibited is that kind of thing where you can easily convert a vehicle into a small train anytime, anywhere. A train weighing a dozen tons—in this day and age, they can be modified to weigh over a hundred tons, can you believe it? There's nothing they wouldn't do. Modifying sports cars or anything like that, in their eyes, is just child's play.

Therefore, drunk driving was not a big deal for the first generation of drivers. They even kept a bottle of hot water in the car when driving to colder places.

The roar of motorcycles mingled with the sounds of firecrackers celebrating the Chinese New Year.

It's not far from Nanluoguxiang; it only takes about twenty minutes by motorcycle to get there.

Feng Fang got out of the car and curiously looked around the two-courtyard house.

As Wang Ruiming opened the door, he explained, “Originally, Dad planned to give each of us a three-courtyard house, but we refused. To be honest, a two-courtyard house is enough to house more than a dozen people. Our family doesn’t have that many people, so according to Dad’s wishes, if you want, you can live here. If you don’t want to, we can go live there after Tiantongyuan is built. Don’t sell this place; it might appreciate in value someday.”

Feng Fang followed Wang Ruiming into the house out of curiosity.

Wang Xirou followed behind and said, "The boss and I are in the front yard tonight. You guys go to the back yard."

"Okay." Wang Ruiming nodded.

The second courtyard was beautifully decorated by Wang Shouren.

Even in this winter, it exudes an antique charm and has a unique appeal.

"The renovations here were all done by the renovation team under the auntie's management. Our courtyard house was basically done by this team. At first, they found a few descendants from the Qing Dynasty to provide technical guidance. Later, they connected with Huaqing. With the two sides working together, our team is one of the best renovation teams in Beijing."

Feng Fang nodded. It was indeed beautiful. She knew that Wang Ruiming was not a boastful person.

If it's said to be strong, then it definitely is strong.

"Is there anything wrong with living here?" Feng Fang asked doubtfully, as she thought the environment here was very nice.

"It's nice, but it's a detached house, so it's not very lively. There are only two of us, don't you think it'll be a bit lonely living here? But that's a small matter. We'll talk about it when we get back from outside." Wang Ruiming said cheerfully, "Come on, I'll show you around."

"You have no idea how much it costs to maintain such a yard every month."

Maintaining a courtyard house isn't just about simple cleaning; it requires upkeep, and the various expenses add up to a considerable amount. It's only 1985 now, so things are a bit better. In a few more years, it'll probably be difficult to find skilled maintenance workers.

"It's nice to have some flowers, it looks so pretty."

Wang Ruiming smiled but didn't reply. Only after arriving here would he know what this place was really like.

Birds of a feather flock together; there aren't many people around here who can have a lively conversation with the two of them.

On the other side

The children are all gone; Qin Huairu took them away.

Xu Weiwei had just finished her postpartum confinement period and was still slightly weak.

But this woman wasn't exactly a peaceful person either; at home, she instilled a lot of strange ideas in her sister-in-law.

The two people were lying in bed, talking.

Of course, this is vegetarian; women who have just finished their postpartum period shouldn't do anything reckless.

"What are your plans for me next year?" Xu Weiwei asked.

Wang Shouren was taken aback: "You're already getting to work? Aren't you going to spend more time with your son?"

This was something he hadn't expected.

“Otherwise, he’s not surnamed Wang after all, so I have to build up a family fortune for him.”

Wang Shouren chuckled: "You still care about that? In any case, my son won't go hungry. Besides, all his older brothers and sisters have their own careers. Our family tradition has never produced any spoiled brats, so don't worry."

In fact, it's relatively difficult for a positive and optimistic family to produce a second-generation tycoon. In later generations, in an era of extremely fierce competition, that would easily lead to bankruptcy. But in this era, someone born in early 1985 would have entered the workforce around 2008. In China in 2008, opportunities were plentiful. Moreover, they would have older siblings to support them.

Are you still worried about problems?

That's nonsense.

Even a small leak of information by Wang Shouren would be enough to cause him a lot of trouble for a long time.

"I don't care, I can't just do nothing. Tell me, what big plans does the factory have for next year?"

"A big move?" Wang Shouren pondered for a moment: "If you really want to do it, there is indeed something."

Xu Weiwei immediately got up, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him; "What is it?"

"Going all over the country, can you leave your son behind?"