The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 457 - 428 Future Arrangements_1

Chapter 457: Chapter 428 Future Arrangements_1

"Heh, it’s truly laughable. Delayed almost forty years? You must have been really busy," He Jingyu said. "Scram, scram, scram. A shitty relative that hasn’t shown up in decades suddenly comes knocking with no good reason, either a crook or a thief."

Wu Cuifen kept backing away until she was outside the front door.

He Jingyu slammed the door shut and said, "Don’t come to our house again, we don’t have relatives like you."

Even if Wu Cuifen had taken something, as long as she returned, it would show she had no guilty conscience.

But this woman had left for so many years and hadn’t come back, which definitely meant she had something to hide, and her grandmother’s death was absolutely related to her.

He Jingyu would absolutely not acknowledge such a relative.

"It’s okay, Dad, don’t get angry over these irrelevant people," He Tiantian advised. "It’s all in the past; let’s not dwell on it anymore."

Wang Shuping also advised, "That’s enough. It’s not worth getting upset over someone like that."

Qi Shuliang also knew about the He family’s affairs from Third Grandma Qi, so he had been watching quietly from the side without speaking.

If it had been an upright and sincere relative, He Jingyu would not have chased the person away.

Moreover, just by looking, that woman did not seem like a good person, with ill-intent in her mind.

Wu Cuifen pounded on the door a few times, but it remained closed. Cursing, she left.

He Tiantian prepared a simple dinner, split into two tables.

He Jingyu introduced Huo Zhekun to Qi Shuliang, and together with Qi Zhenghan, the four men talked about men’s topics.

Wang Shuping introduced Jiang Lifang to grandma, Aunt Lan, and Anna, Qi Zhengmin.

All were open-minded people who could converse together.

At around seven in the evening, Qi Shuliang led the group to the hotel.

Seeing his mother was unwilling to stay here, He Jingyu did not insist and personally escorted her to the guest house before returning.

He hadn’t been home for a long time and wanted to stay at the house.

Wang Shuping and He Tiantian were cleaning at home, both diligent women who couldn’t stand any dirt or disorder.

The next morning, the family of three casually ate something and then went to the guest house to meet with Bai Qiongyu and others, heading together to He Jinming’s gravesite.

The weather was not good; the sky was overcast with a fine drizzle.

Chilliness accompanied the fine rain, adding a damp cold to the air.

Everyone stood solemnly in front of the grave.

Clad in a black trench coat, Bai Qiongyu stood at the forefront, bowed three times to the tombstone, and said, "Jinming, thank you for raising our son."

The anger, resentment, and hatred of those years—all faded with the passage of time.

Upon seeing her son and his family, Bai Qiongyu felt no resentment at all but a deep gratitude towards He Jinming.

Without He Jinming, there would be no son and his family of three today.

Bai Qiongyu stepped aside, and Qi Shuliang with Anna and their children stepped forward, knelt down, and kowtowed three times to the tombstone.

"Honorable father, you have a good son, giving me a good brother, thank you. From now on, we brothers will support and help each other. May your spirit rest in peace," Qi Shuliang said. His reason for performing such a grand formal kowtow was not without cause.

In Qijia Village, when paying respects to his father, He Jingyu and his family had done the same, kneeling in tribute.

By the same token, he could not neglect proper etiquette.

Next came Huo Zhekun and Jiang Lifang, who bowed and paid their respects as a couple.

An hour later, the memorial was over.

They had lunch at the hostel at noon.

"Jingyu, we have the two o’clock train this afternoon, you all take care, goodbye." Bai Qiongyu was somewhat reluctant, looking at her son, then at her daughter-in-law, and granddaughter.

He Jingyu felt unwilling to part, but he knew the separation was imminent, so he said, "Mother, take good care of yourself, once we’ve settled Tiantian, we’ll come to find you."

"Okay, okay." Bai Qiongyu’s eyes filled with mist, and she couldn’t help but shed two lines of tears.

"Take care, Mother." Wang Shuping said.

"You too." Bai Qiongyu nodded, "All of you, take good care."

He Tiantian stepped forward, embraced Bai Qiongyu, and said, "Grandma, take good care of your health, and when the political situation eases, I’ll come to see you."

"Good!" Bai Qiongyu said, "Since you’ve chosen this love, then love with all your heart. But you have to promise us, no matter what, that you will protect yourself and not lose yourself for love, forgetting that there are many people around you who love you."

"Mmm, I know." He Tiantian said, "Grandma, I will remember."

Arriving at the train station, Qi Zhengmin said reluctantly, "Sister Tiantian, I’ll miss you."

"I’ll miss you too," He Tiantian said, "Study hard and make progress every day."

"Okay." Qi Zhengmin cocked her head, "Actually, I also want to say, Sister Tiantian, you’re actually prettier than me. You be the number one beauty, and I’ll be number two, okay?"

Everyone heard this and laughed together.

"When you grow up, I’ll pass on the title of number one beauty to you," He Tiantian pinched Qi Zhengmin’s little cheek, finding her too adorable.

"It’s a deal," Qi Zhengmin said seriously, hoping she could be that beautiful in the future too.

According to grandma’s words, Sister Tiantian’s beauty no longer needed the adornment of clothes or jewelry.

Right, she had also learned a line of poetry that could be used to describe Sister Tiantian: Trying to compare West Lake to Xi Shi, whether decked in heavy makeup or draped in none at all, both are fitting.

The group slowly boarded the train and waved goodbye from the windows.

Moreover... Moreover...

Amidst the increasing sounds of the train pulling away, its speed getting faster, the long green train became smaller and smaller in everyone’s sight, until it transformed into a dot and disappeared into the distance.

The cold wind made He Tiantian shiver, as she saw her dad continually staring in the direction the train had left, unblinking.

"Dad, let’s go home," He Tiantian said, knowing her father’s heart must be even more reluctant than theirs.

He Jingyu rubbed his face with his hands and wiped away the tears, and said, "Okay, let’s go home."

Huo Zhekun and Jiang Lifang still had things to do and went to their respective workplaces.

He Jingyu took his wife and daughter back home.

"Achoo!" He Jingyu sneezed a great sneeze.

Wang Shuping quickly made some ginger soup, and after He Jingyu drank two bowls and sweated it out, he went to bed.

Hearing her father’s snoring, He Tiantian and Wang Shuping looked at each other and smiled, then the mother and daughter went outside.

"Mom, many things have happened in our family this year," He Tiantian said, "Luckily, they’ve all been good things."

"Yes!" Wang Shuping smiled, "Grandma hasn’t had it easy either, a woman all on her own abroad."

"Ah, it’s a tough spot!" He Tiantian said, sometimes really wanting to go to Country M, and then return after the reforms and opening up.

But doing so, she worried on one hand that her own clearance wouldn’t go through, and on the other hand that leaving the country, she and Huo Yingjie would once again be separated due to external reasons.

Wang Shuping patted her daughter’s hand gently and said, "You don’t need to worry, Yingjie is a good boy, and he’s worth our efforts. If Yingjie weren’t good, your father and I would have taken you away to be with your grandma already. As it stands, it’s fine, your father and I will take the next two or three years to get the peach orchard in Qijia Village all sorted out."

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