Throughout history, the Jiang family, as a prestigious Tianshui family, was once glorious.

The glory and wealth carefully accumulated by more than a dozen generations collapsed and fell apart in an instant like a building due to the raging ruthless war.

The prosperity of the past has vanished into thin air, leaving only broken memories like ruins.

Fortunately, their grandfather, Jiang's father's father, was very capable at the time and protected the family's foundation amidst the hail of bullets and the smoke of gunpowder.

He earned money from foreigners and converted it into bonds for the country to build infrastructure and research, which led to the Jiang family being what it is today.

It is this far-sighted strategy that has led to the resurgence of the Jiang family today.

In those difficult times, my grandparents gave birth to five sons and four daughters.

The eldest has passed away and is now eighty-six years old, while the youngest son, Rong Xi's father, is forty-nine years old, with his temples gradually covered with the frost of time.

In Rongxi's generation alone, there are more than thirty family members, and the next generation, including cousins, has more than fifty members.

Rong Xi gently closed his eyes, and his thoughts slowly drifted into the depths of the original owner's memory.

Rong Xi recalled the original owner's memory. At that time, she was still very young, so young that she could only walk. Every Chinese New Year, people would kowtow to her and ask for red envelopes.

The little girl was held by her father and placed in the main hall of the old house. Whenever someone came, they would kowtow to her and then take a red envelope from her.

At that time, she didn't understand what it meant and would cry because the red envelope was taken away.

As time passed, Rong Xi gradually grew up. The family was like a big tree with lush branches and leaves, with more and more children added.

If I go this time, maybe there will be many new faces.

Rong Xi turned her head slightly, looked at Jiang's mother beside her, and asked softly, "Mom, are you going?" She had made up her mind that if her mother went, she would go too.

Jiang's mother subconsciously cast her gaze towards her husband, weighing the pros and cons in her mind. Normally, she should attend family gatherings, but if she did, her status within the family would rise dramatically due to her husband's generational status.

Take my uncle's son for example. He is already 66 years old this year. Time has carved deep wrinkles on his face. Whenever he sees me, he respectfully calls me "Auntie".

Not to mention the younger generations of other families. Her daughter is only nineteen years old, but there are already grandchildren and great-grandchildren in the family. Some time ago, she even heard that the great-grandson's wife gave birth to a baby boy. Now the family bloodline has continued to the great-grandchildren. This complicated family generation relationship made her feel a little entangled and helpless.

[Author Bibi: There are no families with great ancestry.]

She really didn't want to go, but as her daughter was a member of the Jiang family, it seemed unreasonable for her not to go.

After a lot of internal turmoil and weighing, she finally compromised and whispered, "Go."

After hearing Mother Jiang's reply, Rong Xi said, "If you go, I'll go too."

Father Jiang nodded slightly and said softly, "Okay, then our family will go there together.

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Rongrong came to the college and went to the dormitory first.

She felt embarrassed for breaking the appointment that day, so she brought a small gift for Pan Xianqi.

She asked Pan Xianqi in advance and found out that she didn't have classes at that time so she didn't miss out.

"I'm really sorry about that day. We had already made an appointment, but I left early." Rong Xi lowered his head slightly, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

Pan Xianqi understood what she was saying when she saw her like this. She smiled and joked, "Xixi, you're too polite. Tell me the truth, did you have a conflict with your mother and that's why you moved out to the dormitory?"

Rong Xi felt a little embarrassed by her question. Pan Xianqi saw this look on his face, which undoubtedly confirmed her guess.

"Are you free tonight? I'll treat you to dinner as an apology." Rong Xi raised his head with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"I'm free. I'm so free."

"So, do you have any good places to recommend?"

The two of them then sat down together and picked up their phones to search the internet carefully. They had already visited most of the restaurants in the area, and the taste of those dishes had become a little boring to them, so this time they wanted to find a new place to try something new.

After rummaging around for a while, the two of them finally found a newly opened Chinese restaurant. Both of their classes would finish at 3 o'clock, and they didn't plan to go anywhere else, so they made another appointment to go shopping together.

Rong Xi's social circle is neither big nor small.

In terms of small matters, she has had more or less interactions with many members of each family, and she also knows a lot about those rich second-generations and socialites.

However, there are only a few close friends with whom she can be close and intimate, go shopping together, and share her innermost secrets. Therefore, she was quite happy to go shopping with Pan Xianqi.

"What do your family or friends call you? It feels too strange to be called by your full name all the time." Rong Xi tilted his head and asked curiously.

Each of them held a cup of low-sugar milk tea. Pan Xianqi took a big sip, turned her head, looked at Rong Xi with sparkling eyes, and said, "My family didn't give me a nickname, but when I was in high school, everyone called me Panpan. You can call me Panpan too."

Upon hearing this, Rong Xi made a big OK gesture.

After they finished shopping, they slowly walked towards the restaurant. They had just picked a restaurant at random, but unexpectedly, it gave them an unexpected surprise.

As soon as they reached the door, the receptionist in exquisite clothes noticed them and came up to them quickly with a respectful look on his face.

After learning that they had a reservation, he hurriedly called a minor official to lead them.

The further you go into the restaurant, the more elegant and grand the decoration style becomes.

The young official who led the way wore a gentle smile as he enthusiastically introduced the restaurant's features and layout. He was incredibly beautiful, with such a delicate face that even Rong Xi couldn't help but secretly take a few more glances.

"Please take a short break. The chef will come over to introduce the dishes to you."

The official gracefully poured two cups of fragrant tea for Rong Xi and Pan Xianqi, and the curling aroma of tea instantly filled the air.

At this moment, a melodious sound of a piano, like the gurgling of water, slowly drifted in from outside. This wasn't music played, but rather the sound of someone playing live. The ethereal sound seemed to travel through time for thousands of years, gently plucking at the heartstrings of everyone.

After the minor official left, the screen in front of them slowly descended, revealing a beautiful woman in ancient costume, shrouded in a veil, playing the piano attentively.

The beauty had a stunning face, a graceful figure, and played the melodious piano. Rong Xi and Pan Xianqi couldn't help but smile at each other, secretly admiring in their hearts that such an elegant environment and exquisite service were indeed worthy of the expensive price.

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