The people who came to search the military compound were obviously not conducting a simple search.
Although nothing was found in the end, Zhao's father was still suspended from his job.
Seeing this, Zhao's mother also chose to retire early and stopped going to the hospital.
Not being demoted is already the best outcome.
Now the two of them finally have time to spend with their grandson.
A few days later, Zhao's father learned that it was his second daughter-in-law's family who had reported them.
The other side deliberately reported it because Wang Fang felt resentful about severing ties with her family.
Wang Fang was so ashamed that she went back to her parents' home and made a scene.
Zhao Qingyue did not divorce her, but instead took care of the Wang family.
He already knew that this family, who loved to take advantage of others, had been stealing public property, so he had paid special attention to them.
They were given a personal account directly and received the money.
Not only did he lose his job, but he was also sentenced to labor reform at a farm in Northwest China.
The two sons who were studying were also forced to go to the Northwest to reclaim wasteland because of their parents, and even breaking off ties didn't help.
With this family of troublemakers eliminated, the Zhao family breathed a sigh of relief.
If you don't deal with this guy who's always looking to stab you in the back, why keep him around for the holidays?
The nerve-wracking time quickly came to 1977, when the college entrance examination was reinstated.
"Mom, I got into Peking University! Look, I'm back home so easily."
The third son, Zhao Hongchen, who had grown into a young adult, opened his front door with a happy expression.
He spent more than a year in the countryside, and now he has returned to the country through his own efforts. Isn't that amazing?
"Oh, Xiao Bao's back? And you even got into university? Mom is so proud of you!"
Fang Yuan looked happily at his youngest son, who hadn't changed much, and in his excitement, he called out his nickname.
Zhao Hongchen was embarrassed by the heat. "Mom, I'm all grown up now, please stop calling me by my nickname. I'm going to university soon, it would be so embarrassing if people heard me."
Their mother loves to tease them, and perhaps in her eyes they've never grown up.
Even if he had been farming in the countryside for a year, it would be the same.
"Alright, okay, call me Chenchen instead of Xiaobao, is that alright?"
Fang Yuan looked at his handsome youngest son.
The child inherited his skin tone; even after spending over a year in the countryside, he didn't get tanned at all.
Unfortunately, none of my three children were born at the right time; after graduating from high school, one of them will have to go to the countryside.
The three of them drew lots and he was chosen. The eldest and second eldest wanted to switch with him, but the kid refused and insisted on going by himself.
He even said he could think of a way to return openly and legitimately, but Fang Yuan, thinking about the upcoming college entrance examination, let him go.
This kid hasn't forgotten any of his textbook knowledge; he did quite well on the exam.
"Mom, what about my older brothers? Did they pass the exam?"
Zhao Hongchen immediately changed the subject, asking about Zhao Hongyang and Zhao Honghao.
They didn't go to the countryside, but they were each assigned to work in other places.
"Hey little brother's back? Are you back to celebrate your big brother getting into the National Defense University?" Da Bao Zhao Hongyang's voice came from outside the door.
I could hear the mistress's voice from afar. Hmph, who does she think she is?
He's the eldest brother!
He's the man who's going to follow in his grandfather's and father's footsteps.
"Wow, brother, you're amazing! Your school makes the old man happier than my Tsinghua University."
She is the only one of the triplets who looks exactly like the eldest.
Zhao Honghao stated that he would absolutely not attend the same school as this older brother who looks exactly like him.
Even if the old man liked him, he wouldn't go.
He wanted to go into politics, not the military.
"Hmph! Did you two do this on purpose, telling me to apply to Peking University while you applied to other schools?"
Zhao Hongchen looked at his two older brothers with an unfriendly expression.
He knew that all three brothers had good grades, but the two brothers had misled him before the exam and ended up applying to completely different schools.
"Three schools it is fine. You all did well on the exams. Go see your grandparents and give them the good news."
Seeing that the three boys were about to start fighting, Fang Yuan planned to hand them over to their grandfather and let the old man decide the winner.
Now, Mr. and Mrs. Zhao have long since retired and spend their time at home tending to their flowers and plants, and chatting with a few other retired old men.
Now that his three grandsons who have been admitted to university have returned, Mr. Zhao has enough to brag about for a while.
"Mom, I know you're a good daughter-in-law, but at least let us catch our breath!" Zhao Hongyang looked at Fang Yuan helplessly.
He also came back from the army, not as close as the third brother.
"Mom, aren't your grandparents your real parents? You're much more filial than my dad," Zhao Honghao teased without any restraint.
His mother treated his grandparents almost like her own maternal grandparents, and she sent things to his grandparents much more frequently than his father.
“That’s right, I just got home, at least let me rest for a bit!” Zhao Hongchen chimed in.
He said he didn't want to go; he hadn't taken the military academy entrance exam, and his father would definitely be angry.
"What are you saying? Don't your grandparents treat you well? Go over there and make them happy." Fang Yuan rudely shooed them away.
The three rascals even started teasing their mother.
Have they gotten too cocky, or has she, as their mother, lost the will to fight?
"Tch, all they know is how to spoil their grandparents!" Zhao Hongchen scoffed.
In the end, the three of them obediently went to their grandparents' house.
"You bunch of brats, how dare you say that? Do you know how much wealth your grandparents left you?" Fang Yuan said with a laugh as he watched the three figures disappear into the distance.
It's not that she insists on being a good daughter-in-law, it's just that her parents-in-law give her too much.
Most of the Zhao family's belongings are in her space, how could she be so unfilial?
After the three grandsons went to Zhao's parents' house, Zhao's father happily took his three grandsons for several days around the courtyard.
The three of them returned home looking utterly dejected, which amused Fang Yuan.
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Time flies even faster after my sons went to university.
In the blink of an eye, houses in Beijing can now be bought, sold, and transferred.
When Fang Yuan found a suitable house, she would buy it as long as someone was selling it, and she bought seven or eight courtyard houses in total.
One of those large courtyards with four or five sections was reserved for each of the three sons.
She made some minor repairs to the other two or three courtyards and left them there, waiting for their value to increase later.
She also reserved a large courtyard for herself, planning to live there herself when she has time in the future.
Unfortunately, Zhao Qingzhuo was too good at holding on in the army, rising all the way to the rank of general, and only retired when his eldest son was not much lower in rank than him.
She could only live in the compound, and only occasionally had the opportunity to go out and stay for a few days.
When land became available for sale in the 1990s, she took the opportunity to buy several plots in good locations.
She plans to have one of her sons develop and build her private museum.
As for the other plots of land, let's keep them for now. Once we build high-rise buildings and shopping malls, we can just sit back and count the money.
Fang Yuan lived to be ninety-eight years old in this life, while Zhao Qingzhuo died two years earlier.
When she died, she not only held a high position, but also had many children and grandchildren, making her even more powerful and wealthy than the original female lead, Zhang Xiuzhen.
Of his three sons, one rose to a high position in the military, and another was making a name for himself in politics.
Originally intended for his youngest son to go into business, but somehow he ended up becoming a leading figure in the scientific community.
Fortunately, her private museum was eventually repaired, thanks to her grandson.
Apart from gold, silver, and jade, all the antique items she had collected were placed in her private museum.
Knowing that the space would be reclaimed by the system in the future, Fang Yuan put most of his belongings in the several courtyards outside, leaving them for the children.
But thinking about it, she was still a little angry, since she had painstakingly collected all of these things.
Finally, unwilling to give up, she asked the system if it could open a system inventory or something.
At least pack something, otherwise you'll have to start from scratch again in the next life.
[After the host completes the first task, the system will provide a static space of 1 cubic meter; no more than that.]
"One cubic meter? The kind that can be taken to the next world?" Fang Yuan sat up in shock from his deathbed.
Unexpectedly, she actually got the system to speak up.
[Yes, but we'll have to start from the next world!]
The implication is that this world does not exist.
Fang Yuan then asked, "So, am I considered to have completed my mission now?"
Both tasks have been completed. You've done a great job, host.
"Alright, then I'm relieved."
Fang Yuan closed his eyes with a smile.
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