I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 337 Shut Up!

He Xiuyu was greeting familiar people while constantly introducing his wife.

Many people were curious about Qiao Qingyu, but all being dignitaries, none would approach uninvited.

At that time, the He Family was bustling with activity.

He Juanjuan had returned from Nangang City before the new year because her company was reportedly opening a branch in Beijing.

However, this was just an external statement; only Meng Siqi knew that this darn girl had been swindled out of a large sum of money.

She had secretly moved funds that she and her eldest son had given her, filling the deficit.

The He Family also had a maid. The Old Lady He and the Old Man resided in a sunlit room on the first floor, which was very nice and clean. However, the Old Lady couldn’t stay put and was preparing to enter the kitchen to help pluck vegetables because her grandson and Qiao Qingyu would soon be arriving home with their great-granddaughter.

This meeting was of great importance.

It directly signified whether Qiao Qingyu would ever enter this home again or acknowledge these people as her family.

Unexpectedly, when He Juanjuan saw the Old Lady entering, she frowned and quickly followed, stopping her as she reached for the vegetables, "Grandma, don’t bother, look how dirty your fingernails are. Didn’t dad clean them up before New Year’s? They should be trimmed when they grow."

Old Lady He’s face turned red instantly, and she hid her hands behind her back, "You can’t trim nails during the New Year."

"It’s only you people who are superstitious, all dirty, what will you do when we eat?"

He Juanjuan looked disgusted.

As Meng Siqi placed candy on the coffee table—candies that Rongrong loved, along with seeds and peanuts—she heard her daughter’s words. Before she could respond, He Shan sternly scolded, "He Juanjuan, shut your mouth!"

His voice harsh, almost inhuman in its severity.

He Juanjuan was startled and looked back at He Shan unbelievably, "Dad, why are you yelling at me?"

Old Lady He quickly glared at He Shan, "Lower your voice, what are you shouting about during New Year?"

He Shan snorted, feeling utterly helpless. This was his only daughter; he couldn’t hit or scold her. If it were his sons, he might have already taken out his belt—a tough lesson for foolish sons.

His face flushed with anger, but he said no more as He Xiuyu and Qiao Qingyu were about to arrive.

Unexpectedly, He Juanjuan glared at Old Lady He. She genuinely despised this grandmother. Growing up, her grandmother had neither cared for nor paid attention to her, not even buying her a piece of candy. There was no affection. Upon visiting, before anyone could criticize her, she would criticize others.

She complained her mother was too picky, wasteful, a spendthrift, and even bragged about working women with maids, fearing criticism...

Such petty talk was plentiful.

Her mother disliked grandma, and she equally disliked her. He Juanjuan snorted, "It’s all because of you I’m being scolded, what are you pretending to be good for?"

Meng Siqi frowned, "Juanjuan, calm down for a bit, how can you talk to grandma like that?"

He Juanjuan snorted again and stormed off to her room.

Meng Siqi looked at her attitude and felt a headache too, rubbing her forehead with her hand. These days, her head really did hurt. Her husband was the only son of his parents and had already left them in their hometown for so many years. Now, as these two were getting older, especially since the old man’s legs weren’t good, further neglecting them would lead to He Shan being criticized.

Moreover, He Shan had already planned on bringing them over.

But she was used to being in charge; from young to over fifty years old, for half her lifetime. Now, suddenly having her in-laws around, she was not used to it at all, not to mention their hygiene habits which were a headache in every aspect, especially since she was a clean freak.

She said to He Shan, "Alright, Juanjuan is just a stubborn child. The more you yell at her, the more spirited she gets. I’ll go check on her in the room."

Then, looking at the old lady, she guiltily said, "Mom, the child is ignorant. Please don’t take her seriously."

Old Lady He smiled, "At my age, can I really act like a child?"

He Shan glared at Meng Siqi, "You’ve spoiled her."

Old Man He sat in his bedroom and sighed.

He patted his leg; if only his legs were reliable, could he still stay in the countryside? He even thought of returning to his hometown when spring came.

There wasn’t a single familiar face here; no one to talk to when he went out, not to mention playing cards, chatting, or smoking dry tobacco.

And his daughter-in-law firmly forbade them from smoking.

At this moment, Meng Siqi was scolding He Juanjuan in a low voice, "You were young and ignorant before, but now you are grown up. No matter what, Grandma is your elder, your father’s biological mother. By showing disdain for her in front of him, your father didn’t hit you because he didn’t want to give your second brother and that woman a chance to laugh at us."

He Juanjuan snorted coldly through her nose; she didn’t care. Her dad could hit her two brothers, but he dared not hit her.

But He Juanjuan’s eyes shifted, and she leaned close to Meng Siqi, whispering, "Mom, if I get on good terms with that woman, do you think she could persuade her grandfather to invest in me?"

"Don’t even think about it; our family strictly forbids any involvement with the Wu Family, do you hear me?" Meng Siqi’s face changed as she scolded sternly.

He Juanjuan pouted, "Mom, why are you so nervous? We’re all family now; does it really matter that much?"

Meng Siqi glared at her, "Regardless, don’t even think about those ideas, and don’t try to get involved with any company either. You don’t have the capability or the brains for it. In this regard, you truly can’t compare to Qiao Qingyu."

Perhaps the inherited genes really are powerful; the strength of blood cannot be underestimated. Her husband said that their second daughter-in-law, Qiao Qingyu, was a natural-born businesswoman.

She was now stubbornly determined about the land. If she started a company, the money she’d earn from business would surpass what she garnered now.

Meng Siqi didn’t look down on doing business like others did with disdain.

Their family had some reputation in Beijing early on.

Almost like a family of scholars.

But even a family of scholars couldn’t just read books for a living; they also had shops and did business, with their own land in the countryside.

It’s just that all of that was gone now.

However, this doesn’t mean that Meng Siqi’s thoughts were unified with those others who desperately hoped their children would secure stable, government jobs.

She had no particular talent, but she had heard and seen enough in her childhood. With her daughter at this level, it was a pointless endeavor, while Qiao Qingyu, on the other hand, would surely become a significant figure.

Not to mention that she had now found such a wealthy supporter, which was truly like adding wings to a tiger.