The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 923 - 892: A Major Shift in Attitude

Chapter 923: Chapter 892: A Major Shift in Attitude

Huanhuan, back in her room, initially wanted to count her money, but thinking about Aunt Guo and her cousin downstairs, she trusted they wouldn’t deceive her, so she put the money away quickly and hurried downstairs.

After all, she couldn’t just count the money upstairs, leaving others downstairs; they would have guessed what she was doing right away.

When Huanhuan came downstairs, she noticed her mother-in-law hadn’t come down.

Thinking about it made her face feel warm. Thankfully, she had come down, or her aunt and cousin would have laughed at her!

"Thank you, Tiantian." Huanhuan said, "I never imagined I could make so much money! I’ve never had this much money before."

"Hehe, business isn’t bad." He Tiantian replied, "I hope this money can help improve yours and my brother’s lives and make his career smoother."

Upon hearing this, Huanhuan felt even more grateful.

Jiang Lifang laughed and said, "We are all family, no need to say such things. Money’s just something to be sufficient. Working well and living well are what’s most important."

"Yes, sister-in-law, that’s exactly what I think too," He Tiantian said, and that was indeed her intent.

Old Madam Huo nodded repeatedly and said, "It’s good that you think this way, let’s not talk about this anymore. Let’s talk about other more interesting things."

The three generations of women started chatting about gossip.

After a while, Song Chunli came down from upstairs.

She was all smiles and walking lightly.

"Cousin, Tiantian, please sit. I’ll go to the kitchen and cook a few more dishes. I’ll prepare some good dishes and I also have a fine bottle of wine. Let’s all have a few drinks tonight," Song Chunli said hastily, treating He Tiantian as if she were the God of Wealth.

For Song Chunli, He Tiantian was indeed her money god!

Inside that big brown paper bag was indeed eighty-nine thousand!

My goodness, such a lot of money!

If other people weren’t around, Song Chunli really would have wanted to snatch that bag from Huanhuan’s hands. Even if she didn’t covet Huanhuan’s money, she wanted to relish the pleasure of counting it.

"That’s so kind of you, great-aunt," He Tiantian said with a smile, loving money is fine, as long as they don’t criticize her after taking her money!

Jiang Lifang and He Tiantian shared the same sentiment.

Song Chunli went to the kitchen and started helping with the cooking.

In the evening, the men dined at one table and the women and children at another.

Song Chunli indeed brought out the wine, and all the women had some.

He Tiantian only sipped a bit, needing to drive, and dared not drink more.

After dinner, everyone gathered in the living room to talk and chat, enjoying a very harmonious atmosphere.

After nine, Huo Zhekun and Jiang Lifang bid their farewells and left.

Alas, the second family already had their own house and naturally didn’t entertain the thought of staying over.

Old Master Huo didn’t mind much, but Old Madam Huo felt somewhat forlorn, though she kept it to herself.

Once home, He Tiantian first bundled up the child snugly, placed him on the bed, then assisted Grandma Wang to her room, and finally helped Huo Yingjie to his room.

After bidding her in-laws goodbye, she went to rest in her room.

"Ah, there’s no place like home," He Tiantian said reflectively. "Having gotten used to living here, I don’t want to go anywhere else."

"That’s natural," Huo Yingjie replied. "Otherwise, we wouldn’t say, ’better a kennel of one’s own than the gold and silver of others.’ There’s no place as comfortable as one’s own home."

"Yes, that’s true," He Tiantian replied. "Alright, let’s rest now."

Today was tiring, He Tiantian fell asleep quickly.

Huo Yingjie got a lot of information from his uncle, father, grandfather, and elder brother today. He slowly digested it, looking for what was beneficial to him and analyzing what was detrimental. It wasn’t until late at night that he slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, after breakfast, he accompanied Jiang Lifang to visit her parental home again.

It was another day of eating and drinking.

By the time they got back home, it was already three or four in the afternoon.

With some time still on her hands, He Tiantian made another visit to Zhou Yuanchao’s home to see Wang Ying.

Zhou Yuanchao was recovering well, but his injuries had been very severe at the start, so he still couldn’t go home for the New Year.

"Wang Ying, if there’s anything missing at home, just tell me, and I’ll bring it over," He Tiantian said while peeling an apple. "Please, don’t be shy with me."

Wang Ying smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, you’ve already helped to arrange everything at home, and we have the things given by my workplace too. We have more than enough. My father-in-law has gone back. It’s just mother-in-law, my sister-in-law, and I at home, we couldn’t possibly eat so much."

"That’s good," He Tiantian said. "If you want to go to the hospital, please don’t go by bicycle yourself! You could ask your sister-in-law to come to my house and let me know. I could drive you there. If I am not available, I could have the police escort drive you."

"Alright, I won’t be shy with you, sister-in-law," Wang Ying said with a smile, not daring to risk her baby’s health.

They now lived in two small courtyards near Maoer Alley, not far from the boss’s house. The sister-in-law also knew the boss’s home, and it was just a ten-minute walk back and forth.

Wang Ying was incredibly grateful to have He Tiantian’s family in Yanjing, otherwise, her own family would have been in a dismal situation.

It was almost five o’clock; it was time for He Tiantian to head home.

"Alright, enough said. Take good care of yourself; I’m heading back," He Tiantian said with a smile. "The roads are slippery outside, don’t come out."

He Tiantian originally wanted to talk about the cosmetics venture, but since Huo Yingjie’s formula wasn’t ready yet, she decided to hold off on discussing it with Wang Ying. She’d talk to her when everything was ready.

If Wang Ying was interested, she could also invest or manage it.

"Sister-in-law, be careful on your way," Wang Ying said, standing at the door while her mother-in-law, Yan Cui, saw He Tiantian to the door.

Outside was dim and overcast as He Tiantian walked home.

Today was the twenty-ninth of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow would be New Year’s Eve.

All the preparations at He Tiantian’s home were done. On the morning of the thirtieth, He Tiantian took out red paper, cut it appropriately, and brought it to the front yard for Huo Zhekun to write couplets.

There were many doors in the house, and it took Huo Zhekun over half an hour to finish writing.

Afterward, He Tiantian, with the help of the children, pasted peach wood charms and Spring Festival couplets.

At both the front and back entrances, they hung a pair of bright red lanterns with modern scripts.

Huo Yingjie eyed them enviously. If he hadn’t fractured his arm, this would have been his job; now he could only watch.

After setting these up, the family went to the hospital to visit Zhou Yuanchao, who seemed in good spirits. Everyone could finally celebrate the New Year happily.

When they returned home, Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo had already prepared the meal.

After this meal, He Tiantian gave Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo a holiday until the sixth day of the new year, telling them to have a good New Year at home.

In her room, He Tiantian took out two red envelopes, each containing ten Big Unity bills.

"Uncle Guo, Aunt Guo, here are your New Year’s red packets as thanks for your hard work this year," He Tiantian said with a smile. "After we’ve eaten, you can start your holiday and come back to work on the sixth of the New Year."

They were happy to receive the red packets but were also somewhat worried.

"Tiantian, during the New Year, many people come to visit. Can you manage by yourself?" Aunt Guo asked. "How about this, if anyone comes to visit, just let someone notify me, and I’ll come over to help cook."

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