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The sunlight outside the window shines into the house through the thin curtains.

Xu Mengyao lazily sat up from the bed, stretched, looked out the window, and felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

This winter vacation was the most leisurely she had ever had since she came to this era.

The wave of subscription certificates has enabled her to achieve financial freedom.

The Huang family's business and life became more and more prosperous.

She and Huang Wenrong have been living a "piglet life" these days.

I sleep until I wake up naturally every day, and then my family feeds me all kinds of delicious food.

Even Wenxia, who had always been playful, suddenly changed his personality. He no longer allowed them to supervise him and studied independently every day.

That day, Xu Mengyao, who was decorating Datou's wedding room, went home to look for a pair of scissors. Seeing Wenxia still sitting at the table writing furiously, she finally couldn't help but ask the doubts in her heart.

"Xia, your homeroom teacher is pretty amazing. He's already motivating you to get into Peking University or Tsinghua University just six months into the semester?"

Wenxia didn't look up, but bit the pen cap and said in a muffled voice:

"She's really good, that's why her niece always gets first place in the class. I must surpass her!"

"Is her niece also in your class? Do you two have a grudge against each other?" Xu Mengyao asked with a raised eyebrow.

"She and Cheng Xin are desk mates, and she takes the initiative to explain the questions to Cheng Xin every day." Wen Xia said dissatisfiedly, with a face full of unwillingness to admit defeat.

Xu Mengyao understood that it was the power of jealousy.

She made a cheering gesture and encouraged:

"Second sister has high hopes for you. With your enthusiasm, you will definitely do better than her next time."

At this time, the voices of Huang's father and mother were heard outside the door, and they walked into the yard with dust on their legs.

"Mom and Dad, what have you been doing these days? Isn't vacation the most leisurely time?" Xu Mengyao stepped forward and handed over a dry towel.

Father Huang took a dry towel and brushed off the dust on his body while smiling and saying,

"Didn't you say before that you wanted to buy land and build a house? Now we have more and more trucks, and parking is not convenient. We went to Nanhu to look at the wasteland these days."

Hearing this, Xu Mengyao's eyes lit up.

"Mom and Dad, have you bought the land?"

Huang's mother said with a smile, "It's almost finished. I want to start construction next spring. Shaozi and his friends are getting old enough to start families these past two years. If we don't build it now, we really won't have enough space to live there."

Xu Mengyao said suspiciously, "You don't want Big Brother to get married soon because you saw him getting married, do you?"

Huang's mother said, "You have all grown up and know more than your father and I. The family is now relying on you brothers and sisters to make things better. As for when you can start your own family and career, it's up to you. I am also very busy now and I can't take care of your children."

Huang's father immediately said anxiously:

"Then carrying on the family line is a big deal. Wenbin is not young anymore. Didn't we raise our own children when we had them?"

Huang's mother rolled her eyes at him. "How big of a deal is it for your Huang family to continue the family line? I had no choice back then. If it were now, I would definitely not do that."

Xu Mengyao watched the couple's little argument and walked away silently to avoid getting into trouble.

But in her heart, she gave Huang's mother a thumbs up. In recent years, Huang's mother has changed the most, growing from a traditional housewife to an independent woman, financially independent, personally independent, and spiritually independent, and she can open up a new world no matter her age.

Back to the small courtyard where Grandma Huang lived,

Huang Wenrong and Xiaomei were busy cutting various wedding characters in the bridal chamber cleared for the newlyweds.

Seeing Xu Mengyao coming over, Huang Wenrong proudly showed off their work.

"Grandma just taught us, what do you think?"

Xu Mengyao looked carefully at the different shapes of wedding characters and admired them.

"Sure, big sister, I didn't realize you had this skill."

"Let's put up the latte art first. Aren't my uncle and his family arriving tomorrow night?"

Huang Wenrong suggested, holding a few colorful latte arts in his hand.

"Let me tie the balloons." Xu Mengyao said, picked up five balloons, tied them with ropes, arranged them into the shape of a flower, and then stuck them to the bed frame with tape.

"Your balloons are really beautiful, but what should we do if we can't hang the laces on the roof?" Huang Wenrong was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, there's still time. Let big brother come over tomorrow. He said he'll rest today after he finishes the run." Xu Mengyao comforted, with a hint of relief in her tone.

Late at night, when everyone was asleep, there was a sudden and hurried knock on the door in the Huang family's courtyard, breaking the tranquility of the night.

The family was awakened by the sudden sound and immediately felt an ominous premonition in their hearts.

"Who is it? It's so late." Father Huang put on his coat and walked quickly towards the door. Mother Huang followed closely behind him, her face full of worry.

"Uncle Huang, something bad has happened to Wenbin and the others. They are in the hospital." An anxious voice came from outside the door.

The whole family quickly dressed and rushed out.

When they arrived at the hospital, the Huang family found Huang Wenbin sitting on a stool in the corridor. His clothes were covered in dust and his face had some scratches.

Standing next to him was a driver with a bandage on his arm, looking tired.

"Wenbin, are you okay?" Huang's mother stepped forward first, took her son's hand, and looked at his injuries carefully.

Huang Wenbin didn't say anything, just shook his head tiredly.

Huang's father looked at the injured driver next to him and asked, "Dalong, how did you get injured?"

Dalong sighed, his voice trembling.

"Uncle, we were ambushed. Liangzi was the most seriously injured and is still in the operating room."

"Who did it?"

"I don't know." Dalong shook his head.

Huang Wenbin suddenly interrupted, his voice filled with obvious anger.

"I know, it's someone from Zhujiazhuang. I saw the person in charge at the door of Uncle Cheng's office."

Father Huang frowned, "People from Zhujiazhuang? Why did they show up again now if they didn't take action before?"

It turned out that Zhujiazhuang had cut off its coal supply before, forcing the power plant to raise the price of coal for them. After all, their village was located nearby and transportation was convenient. Who knew that people from Daishan Mine would suddenly appear and take over the coal supply to the power plant.

Seeing that the power plant's supply remained unaffected, the villagers were already discontent and making a commotion. After much deliberation, the village chief of Zhujiazhuang had no choice but to go to the power plant again to apologize to Director Cheng and ask for the coal delivery to continue, but was flatly refused.

The people of Zhujiazhuang had lost their monthly income and had long since resented the Huang family. However, they had no chance to seek revenge because the road from the Daishan Mine to the power plant did not pass through their village.

Until two days ago, when Village Chief Zhu was drinking alone at home, his cousin came running over and shouted excitedly:

"Uncle, I saw the cars from the Daishan Mine. They just passed by our main road."

When Village Chief Zhu heard this, he immediately threw the wine glass in his hand:

"Where is it? Take me there!"