Finally, Xiao Jin took the initiative to step forward.

Lu Qiuying and Lu Yunshen stood still, watching the two people talking.

It's rare to see Xiao Jin's older brother lower himself to the point of practically begging on his knees.

"Why did he collude with external forces? For power and money." Lu Qiuying clicked her tongue a few times.

“He has power, but not much. Money? It’s not certain who’s richer right now, him or Xiao Jin.” Lu Yun Shen sneered.

The Xiao family could have developed better, or at least been more harmonious.

It's possible that Xiao Jin's mother's death was related to this older brother.

"Human greed is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant," Lu Qiuying said calmly, her gaze falling on her younger brother beside her.

After leaving the team, it seemed he was hiding something from his family and had been secretly investigating.

After getting married, the gloom between his brows seemed to vanish completely.

"I'm going back now. I miss my daughter." Lu Yunshen raised an eyebrow and turned to leave.

Lu Qiuying, "..."

Why does the air smell sour?

I'm a little envious that he has two children...

…

A few days later, the ancestral hall became lively early in the morning.

After finishing breakfast, Lin Ziyan took the twins to sunbathe on the second-floor terrace.

She had specially prepared a soft mat to lay on the ground so that the two of them could roll around freely.

With the canvas and painting tools all set up, Lin Ziyan didn't go to the ancestral hall to join the fun. Instead, she painted on the terrace while listening to the cannon fire.

Laughter occasionally drifted from downstairs as everyone busied themselves preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

In Fuzhou, it's customary to have New Year's Eve dinner in the afternoon and then have a late-night snack while watching fireworks in the evening.

Several large round tables were set up in the courtyard.

The fragrance drifted onto the terrace on the breeze, and soon dissipated again.

"Are you just hiding here all alone, having a good time?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Ziyan turned around and saw Sister Fang holding a child. She paused for a few seconds, then asked...

"Aren't you going back to Beijing?"

Fang put the child on a soft mat and let her crawl around freely, saying, "The Song family is causing trouble again."

"They somehow found out we bought a house in Lu Cheng's development and insisted that we transfer the ownership to Song Zhenzhen."

Lu Qiuying brought a plate of fruit upstairs and overheard the conversation. She couldn't help but ask, "Have Brother Song's parents been brainwashed by their daughter?"

Mu Fang shook her head, "Let them be. I'm just here to freeload, you don't mind, do you?"

Lin Ziyan said, "I invited you over before, and I've prepared enough food and everything else."

“We’re here to freeload too!” Pei Zhuling brought up two bottles of foreign liquor.

Lu Qiuying put her arm around her shoulder. "Yang Yanzhou called a while ago. Grandma said you're welcome to come anytime."

Yang Yanzhou originally planned to bring the two of them back to the Yang family home this year, but the atmosphere at the Yang family home is gloomy because they are involved in a case.

Grandpa Yang didn't want to wrong them, so he told them to go back in the spring.

Pei Zhuling was originally going back to her maternal grandmother's house, but when she heard that they were coming to Fushi on the first day of the Lunar New Year, she decided to stay here for the holiday.

"I just heard you discussing real estate projects. Are you talking about our project?" Pei Zhuling asked suspiciously.

Mu Fang briefly recounted the Song family's affairs, her expression indifferent, seemingly unaffected.

Every year during the Lunar New Year, they put on a show, as if afraid of becoming estranged from their son.

Song Yi had originally planned to buy another house for his parents to live in during their retirement, but he has now given up on that idea.

"Song Zhenzhen is your sister-in-law?" Pei Zhuling thought of a movie star who wanted to endorse a real estate project and asked for a house as payment, but Lu Cheng refused outright.

Mu Fang nodded; she had heard some things about Song Zhenzhen.

Now every movie theater has Song Zhenzhen's posters on it.

However, he lacks audience appeal and is currently in a state of being neither popular nor unpopular.

Song Yi used to make movies, and every one of them became a hit.

Song Zhenzhen is incomparable to him; she got her movie roles entirely thanks to her family's financial support.

"It's quite popular right now," Pei Zhuling said casually.

"By the way, we want to turn our current development into fully furnished apartments and we'd like to partner with Hairun Appliances. We'll use all Hairun appliances in the apartments," Pei Zhuling said, looking at Mu Fang.

Hairun Electric Appliances primarily targets overseas markets, but it also enjoys high brand recognition in China.

Fang Jie's eyes lit up instantly, "S Electric Appliances is trying to cooperate with your property development, and I was just about to ask you about it."

Lin Ziyan glanced at them, then continued drawing, not participating in the discussion.

Fangjie took care of the domestic market, while Fangjie was in charge of overseas sales.

Lu Qiuying was busy playing with the child and didn't participate in the conversation.

The firecrackers kept going off, but the three children seemed to have gotten used to it and weren't scared and cried.

What they didn't know was that a fight broke out at the local earth god temple next to the ancestral hall.

Li Liu's wife placed the offerings in a small corner of the local temple, her expression sorrowful.

"Bang!"

Li Zhaodi kicked the sacrificial offering over the ground, snorted coldly, and tried to leave.

Li Liu's wife held onto her wrist tightly.

"Let go..." Li Zhaodi was very strong, but this time she couldn't shake off her hand.

Since her younger brother started earning money, Li Zhaodi has been able to hold her head high in the village.

She bought new home appliances before the Lunar New Year, and her eyes were practically popping out of her head.

"Pick it up."

Li Liu's wife's voice was cold, and her face was terribly grim.

Those offerings were for the youngest son, but they were kicked over by Li Zhaodi before the worship had even lasted long.

She used to not understand why her mother-in-law could fight with Li Zhaodi, but now she does.

Li Zhaodi said smugly, "Are you crazy? You want to fight me?"

"I advise you to take a break; your small frame can't beat me."

"I'll compensate you for those offerings, okay? I'll just burn more paper money for Little Fatty so he can live a better life..."

"Smack!"

Li Liu's wife slapped her across the face.

Li Zhaodi stared wide-eyed, stunned for several seconds, but with both hands holding things, she had nowhere to put them.

"Don't come out if you're spewing nonsense, you're asking for a beating." After saying that, Li Liu's wife prepared to pick up the offerings on the ground.

Her hands were trembling, her eyes were red, and her nose was sore.

"I'll compensate you, okay? The person is dead and still here..." Li Zhaodi's words were cut short.

Granny Li picked up a carrying pole and knocked over the offerings in her hands, causing the cooked food in the basket to roll directly into the nearby garbage heap.

"I'll compensate you too, and I'll also burn a few hundred million yuan worth of paper money for you." Granny Li threw down her carrying pole and went forward to grab Li Zhaodi's hair.

The Li family had a depressing New Year; no one dared to mention Little Fatty during the ancestral hall worship ceremony.

“What’s wrong with me telling the truth? It must be because your Li family has done too many immoral things, otherwise this wouldn’t have happened…” Li Zhaodi grabbed her wrist and pried it open forcefully.

"What? Are you getting angry because I hit the nail on the head?" she continued, hands on her hips.

Granny Li said, "Pah! It's your Wei family that did something wicked. Your son was arrested, and now you're dead with nowhere to be buried."

The two started fighting, and the people around them couldn't stop them no matter how hard they tried, and they didn't dare to step in to break them up.

Li Liu's wife just watched coldly, put down the offerings, and turned to leave.

"You're so foul-mouthed..." Granny Li was holding back her anger and had nowhere to vent it, so she pinched the person hard.

"Murder!" Li Zhaodi screamed in pain, taking the opportunity to kick him several times.

Granny Li collapsed to the ground, and everything went black...

Seeing this, the others rushed forward to stop Li Zhaodi from kicking him further.

The scene was in complete chaos.