Jiang Qiaoqiao subconsciously touched the silver bracelet on her wrist. This silver bracelet was given to her by Lin Xiaohui two years ago when she was taken away by the Jiang family.

In her past life, this silver bracelet became her last source of comfort.

After Jiang Yiran killed her, Peng Cuiying, Jiang Yong'an, and Jiang Yiran all looked down on the ordinary silver bracelet and left it on her wrist, burying it with her body parts.

Seeing that Lin Xiaohui was about to wipe away tears again, Jiang Qiaoqiao stepped forward and took Lin Xiaohui's hand. "Mom, today is such a happy day, let's go and pick up Dad too, and celebrate properly."

Before Lin Xiaohui could speak, Yang Jianguo said happily, "Qiaoqiao's idea is great. Let's go pick up Dad to celebrate, and while we're at it, we can deal with all the land at home so Dad won't have to go back to farming."

"We'll open a branch in a while, and the income from this store will be more than enough to support our whole family."

Lin Xiaohui used to think that the land was the root of farmers, and no matter what, the land in her hometown could not be lost.

But now that she's tasted the sweetness of opening a shop, she slapped her thigh and agreed, "Okay, I'll go back and talk to your dad. Opening a shop is definitely better than farming at home."

Looking at Lin Xiaohui and Yang Jianguo's smiling faces, Jiang Qiaoqiao's unpleasant feelings from the Jiang family earlier vanished instantly.

On one side, as Jiang Qiaoqiao's family was happily preparing to return to the village, on the other side, the Jiang family members also looked harmonious and happy.

After having a couple of drinks with Qin Haiyang, Jiang Jiahua patted Qin Haiyang on the shoulder and said, "Haiyang, back in the countryside, it was your grandfather who saved my life. When you came to me with the written agreement I made back then, I told your mother that I had to repay the life-saving grace!"

I must give you a daughter in marriage, so we can be a proper family, and I will treat you like my own son!

Jiang Jiahua was slightly drunk, and his words were so sincere that even he probably believed them.

Jiang Yiran couldn't help but roll her eyes at his appearance, silently complaining in her heart, "A man who's three-tenths drunk can act until you cry."

If she hadn't yet learned about Qin Haiyang's cooperation with the Jiang family, and dared not easily offend the Jiang family to the point of having no way out, she would have been fine.

She wouldn't let Haiyang watch Jiang Jiahua act here.

She was about to ask Qin Haiyang about the Jiang family after dinner when she returned to her room, when she heard Jiang Jiahua drunkenly ask, "Haiyang, I heard from Ranran that the Jiang family you went to Beicheng to find is extremely wealthy. After you sent their son back, what kind of thank-you gift did they give you, or did they sponsor your business?"