Time Travel: Conditional Wealth

He Xi woke up from a nightmare. There was a storm outside the window. The wind was hitting the window, making a rustling sound. The air pressure in the room gradually dropped. She sat up in a daze, closed the window, and stood in front of it for a long time.

The house she lives in is on the edge of the river. The geographical location is relatively low, but the advantage is that the courtyard is large.

There were lightning and thunder in the sky, and the light through the window flickered. The suddenly lit sky revealed a sense of confusion. Lightning and heavy rain mixed together, lighting up the dark night moment after moment, and illuminating the way ahead like a ghost.

The thunder became louder and louder, and the lightning became more frequent, as if He Xi was about to travel back in time in the next second.

He Xi pulled the light blue curtains tightly. She was most afraid of rainy nights like this. Every flash of lightning and every gust of wind stimulated her sensitive nerves. She often said that she might have died on such a night in her previous life, otherwise why would she be so afraid.

What can time change? Everything can change, and the easiest thing to change is people who seem strong but are actually fragile. Father He looked at the father waiting at the door. His body was a little hunched, but his face was kind. If it weren't for his little daughter, he really thought they were kind.

Grandpa He stepped forward and held He Ji's hand for a long time, unwilling to let go. Grandma He couldn't help but shed tears when she saw the father and son like this. The corners of her lips trembled as she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to start.

"Come in. If we hadn't told you that we had something to talk to you about, you wouldn't even want to come here except to deliver money and food. Is He Xi still holding a grudge against us?"

Grandma He's words instantly reminded He Ji of bad things. He frowned and replied, "No, it's just that I don't want to come. What can I say if I come?"

"Haven't the two elders done enough immoral things? People in the village avoid them when they see them, and they point fingers at me when they see me."

Grandpa He, who was holding He Ji's hand, looked embarrassed. He couldn't say anything warm, but he had to achieve today's goal.

The dining table in the house is the same one used before He Ji got married. It is filled with childhood memories, when the three children always quarreled over meals.

They remember clearly who eats more and who eats less, but they don't hurt each other's feelings. When you get older, it's not like that. You start to quibble about everything.

Grandma He brought a bowl of white rice with wrinkles on her eyes. She said kindly, "Here, this is what you wanted to eat the most when you were a child. You three had a lot of fights over this."

After taking the rice, He Ji's throat felt like it was choked by a piece of cotton. He couldn't breathe in or out, and his whole chest felt uncomfortable.

He Ji said dryly, "Thank you, Mom."

"What are you thanking me for? The conditions are better now, and you're grown up. There's no chance to make up for it." Grandma He looked sad, but she glanced at Grandpa He without leaving a trace.

After years of married life, they naturally understood what the other party wanted to express, but they jumped into it in advance, so how could they not know what the other party meant.

Grandpa He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of fried pork with green peppers that was so fat that you couldn't see any lean meat. He put it in Father He's bowl, his expression full of worry and distress: "Are you okay alone? Why don't you move back with us so that we can take care of you."

Hearing this, He Ji's head suddenly raised up, instantly bringing back memories he didn't want to recall and the fear in his heart. He was afraid to mention his wife.

A person who had slept next to him for more than 20 years was so cruel that he would kill his pregnant daughter in order to gamble on his son's uncertain future.

"No need. As long as I am here, the three of them still have a home. I don't want them to have to be on guard everywhere after they go home. Let's eat. The food will get cold soon."

Grandpa He picked up the chopsticks again and picked up a piece of meat for his wife. It was real lean meat. Who doesn't like lean meat and prefer fatty meat slices?

He still teased himself: "Eat, you are old and no one likes you anymore. You are despised everywhere."

"Dad, I don't mean to dislike you, but how can the children sleep peacefully with your numerous criminal records?"

"You...we...ah!" Grandpa He didn't know how to defend himself for a moment, and he couldn't defend himself.

The table was quiet for a while, and Grandma He once again offered her own recommendation: "Your father and I have discussed it, and we want to introduce you to someone."

With nightmares always disturbing his sleep and his three brothers and sisters running faster than each other and not wanting to go home, there was no way he would find another "evil woman".

He Ji put down his chopsticks and said solemnly, "Mom, Dad, Du Rong and I are not divorced. Why are you so worried? Do you want me to break the law? Bigamy!"

Grandma He smiled, as if she didn't disagree, she quietly stood up, went into the house, took out a piece of paper, and waved her big hand in front of He's father: "Look, it's all done for you."

What was done? What did they decide for him on their own initiative?

He Ji picked up the paper suspiciously, and his expression changed drastically after reading a few words: "Divorce certificate"?

It says that I, Du Rong, voluntarily give up this marriage and divorce voluntarily due to personal reasons. I hereby certify that we will go our separate ways from now on and not interfere with each other.

There is also Du Rong's signature and fingerprint below.

He Ji's hands were shaking a little. He looked up at the two elders in front of him in disbelief: "She's crazy, what are you forcing her to do?"

"Pah." Grandpa He slammed his chopsticks on the table, his expression also unhappy: "What do you say to do? It's all for you."

"How can you, as a man, live without your children? Your mother and I are doing this for your own good. You don't have to do anything. Anyway, your mother and I have lost our reputation a long time ago and we don't care about this."

"This is a shameful thing to do. I beg you to just stop living your life. I am tired. Which elders are as immoral as you, doing one evil thing after another and having endless dirty thoughts?"

"You..." Grandpa He pretended to pick up his walking stick and was about to hit someone, but was stopped by Grandma He, "If you don't go and take a look, your father and I will crash into your doorstep tomorrow. Just try it."

Under the pressure of his two elders and with a divorce certificate, He Ji finally embarked on the road of blind dating. Along the way, he drove the carriage to the other party's home in a dull manner. It was said that the other party was the daughter of his cousin and was also divorced.

The woman was good-looking and a real person, but she couldn't give birth to a son, so they divorced. Of course, the divorce was proposed by the man's mother, and in order to make it look better, it was deliberately divorced instead of divorced.

In the eyes of the two elders of the He family, it doesn’t matter if they can’t give birth to a son. After all, He’s father already has a son. As long as she can manage He Ji’s money for them, it will be fine.

They didn't believe that He Ji only earned so little money every year. It was too little to give to them as filial piety. There was also the betrothal money of He Fei and He Xi, and the money of their son's children was indirectly theirs.

Will He Ji obediently accept the blind date?

Can the two elders really control He Xi's family's money through a woman?

Don’t know? Wait and see!