"Shut up!" Jiang Jiahua shouted immediately.

There are always lots of people and gossip in the compound; who knows if someone might be overhearing them?

That stupid woman is shouting so loudly, she's incredibly stupid!

He looked at Jiang Yiran with a wary gaze, and asked sternly with a hint of fierceness, "How did you know?"

Jiang Yiran felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet as he stared at her. For a moment, she even thought that Jiang Jiahua might kill her to silence her.

Jiang Yiran said in a low voice, feeling guilty, "I...I dreamt about it. In the dream, you were very sick and told my brother that you had hidden a piece of gold there and asked him to retrieve it so that it could be passed down as a family heirloom."

“I overheard you telling my brother about this while I was standing outside the door,” she said, then quickly added.

Jiang Jiahua asked coldly, "What else did you dream about?"

Jiang Yiran lived a whole life in her previous life, and she experienced far too many things.

She hesitated, unsure what Jiang Jiahua wanted to hear, unsure what to say, "I..."

She was speechless as Jiang Jiahua's imposing gaze fell upon her.

She felt a cold sweat running down her back and quickly said, "I dreamt that my eldest and second brothers had successful careers and were rising through the ranks of government. My eldest brother became a full-fledged department-level official, and my second brother was promoted to regimental commander. My brother Haiyang made a lot of money and became the richest man in the country."

As she spoke of these things, the hatred in Jiang Yiran's eyes became even more intense.

In her past life, Jiang Qiaoqiao was the one who enjoyed the life of a billionaire's wife.

Jiang Yongxian, a high-ranking official at the department level, could have helped her when she was sentenced, but he completely ignored her!

And Jiang Yongchang goes without saying!

They will all die a horrible death!

"Did you have this dream before you got married?" Jiang Jiahua's expression softened considerably as he asked.

Jiang Yiran dared not look him in the eye, and replied with her head down, "Yes, yes..."

"In your dream, you also married Qin Haiyang?" Jiang Jiahua asked again.

"I..." Jiang Yiran stammered, unsure whether she should tell the truth.

Jiang Jiahua slammed his hand on the table. "Tell the truth!"

“No. In my dream, my sister married Qin Haiyang, and I married Huo Beixiao…” Jiang Yiran was stunned and blurted out.

Jiang Jiahua looked at Jiang Yiran with a knowing look in his eyes, "I see."

After saying that, he turned around and went upstairs to his study.

Jiang Yiran and Peng Cuiying both breathed a sigh of relief.

Peng Cuiying asked Jiang Yiran to find medicine to apply to her.

Although Jiang Yiran was somewhat dissatisfied with Peng Cuiying, she remembered that in her previous life she had helped her dismember and bury Jiang Qiaoqiao, so she didn't say much. Instead, she found some ointment to apply to Peng Cuiying's face.

As Jiang Yiran applied the ointment to Peng Cuiying, Peng Cuiying cursed fiercely, "Now I finally see that little bitch Jiang Qiaoqiao for who she really is. I'm going to call your older brother and second brother in a bit."

She really thinks Huo Beixiao can swagger around just because he bought a run-down cement factory? My two sons are both government officials! I'll make her kneel down and beg me for mercy!

"By the way, Ranran, when Qin Haiyang comes back, you should also tell him to talk to that rich Jiang family in Beicheng and tell them to give Huo Beixiao a good beating in business, and preferably bring him down!" Peng Cuiying said through gritted teeth.

*

After calming down in the afternoon, Jiang Qiaoqiao discussed opening a clothing store with Zhou Yang.

According to Jiang Qiaoqiao's idea, she would rent two adjacent storefronts to sell high-end men's and women's clothing.

In fact, Jiang Qiaoqiao wanted to buy a storefront directly, since buying a house is a sure-fire investment these days.

But she only has 10,000 yuan in total, and she has already spent more than 5,000 yuan on the goods.

With less than five thousand left, buying a house is simply a pipe dream; I can only rent for now.

After discussing it, the two decided to open the clothing store on this street, as it was close to the market and not far from the cement factory and textile factory.

Although it's a bit far from the food factory, this street is now considered the economic center of the county, and most people who want to buy clothes will choose to come here first.

There's no shortage of foot traffic here, and the duck products shop can look out for each other.

After discussing it, Jiang Qiaoqiao and her brother Zhou Yang went out to look at the shop.

Before leaving, Jiang Qiaoqiao wanted to ask Huo Beixiao if he wanted to come along.

But after looking around, they couldn't find Huo Beixiao.

She thought that Zhou Yang might have gone out while she was discussing things with him, so she didn't pay much attention.

With the opening up and support of policies, there are now more and more people starting their own businesses.

Jiang Qiaoqiao and Zhou Yang rode their tricycle out and circled the streets. In the end, they only saw two empty, closed storefronts at the end of the street.

"Sister Qiaoqiao, do you think we should rent these two shops?" Zhou Yang asked hesitantly.

Although it's on the same street, the end of the street is quite far from the market, and the foot traffic there is nowhere near that at the beginning.

Jiang Qiaoqiao looked around and found no clothing stores nearby, but there was a tailor shop, a cotton carder, a shoe repair shop, an appliance repair shop, and a small shop.

These kinds of stores cater to the local residents and don't require a large flow of people to succeed.

Jiang Qiaoqiao thought for a moment, "Let's go for a walk around the neighborhood again."

"Okay!" Upon hearing her words, Zhou Yang immediately jumped onto the tricycle.

This time, in addition to cycling around this street, Zhou Yang also cycled around the two adjacent streets.

I discovered that the only empty shops in this area were at the end of the street.

However, the foot traffic at the end of the street is simply not enough to support a clothing store.

Zhou Yang stopped the tricycle and discussed with Jiang Qiaoqiao, "Sister Qiaoqiao, if it really doesn't work out, why don't we continue setting up a stall? We've made a lot of money from it anyway."

Jiang Qiaoqiao has been busy lately, while Zhou Yang runs his stall alone. On good days, he can sell five or six hundred items, and on bad days, he can still sell two or three hundred. That adds up to a net profit of one to three hundred per day, and he's working really hard.

Jiang Qiaoqiao shook her head. "Setting up a stall is not a long-term solution."

It's already 1988, and since the 1990s, the economy has developed rapidly.

As people get enough to eat and wear, they start to pursue a higher quality of life, and things sold at street stalls, especially clothes, are gradually being considered low-class.

“Let’s expand our search area and look again!” Jiang Qiaoqiao said to Zhou Yang with a determined look.

“Okay.” Zhou Yang would follow Jiang Qiaoqiao’s lead no matter what she said.

He was about to pedal his tricycle to continue his search for a shop.

Suddenly, a clear bicycle bell rang out from behind me.

He pulled his bike to the side of the road to let people pass, and then he heard a familiar voice, "Qiaoqiao, come here."

He turned his head and saw that Sister Qiao, who was sitting in the back of the tricycle, was being lifted onto the crossbar of his bicycle by Huo Beixiao with one hand.

Jiang Qiaoqiao hadn't reacted yet.

She was just about to ask Huo Beixiao what he was going to do.

Huo Beixiao's deep voice said in her ear, "I'll take you somewhere."

After Huo Beixiao finished speaking, he turned to Zhou Yang and said, "You come along too."