A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

Within a day, the news of Jian Yiwei's success spread throughout the candy factory's residential compound.

Some were envious, some were jealous, and some secretly resentful, but most were just envious.

As Jian Qingyi and Jian Zhongliang strolled along, they were met with endless envious comments.

Everyone believed that the Jian family had produced a capable descendant.

In contrast to Jian Zhongliang's sense of pride, Jian Qingyi frowned frequently as she listened.

Who the hell spread this?

[He and Zhou Hao were sworn brothers.]

[I had a life-or-death friendship with that Political Commissar Lu.]

From now on, he will be the "Imperial Son-in-Law" of the capital.

……

Could it be any more outrageous?

After hearing so many fantastical tales, Jian Zhongliang began to have his doubts.

"Yiyi, has your older brother told you about these things?"

He believes that Jian Yiwei has gained the favor of his superiors.

After all, his eldest nephew was reliable, calm, and capable.

But what those people in the courtyard were talking about, that "prince consort"...

He doesn't believe a single word of what he says.

If a princess were to marry, she would marry a top scholar, not some penniless commoner.

"Don't listen to those people's nonsense. As the old saying goes, when you bring money, be generous; when you bring words, be long-winded. Those people are just talking nonsense." Jian Qingyi chuckled.

If the story continues to circulate for a while, I wonder if it will turn Chien Yi-wei into an omnipotent, invincible hero.

"Did your older brother say anything to you?" Jian Zhongliang looked around and asked in a low voice.

"Dad, everything in the military is classified. What do you think my brother could possibly say to me?" Jian Qingyi asked instead of answering.

Although Zhou Hao's actions yesterday were illogical, the Jian family was just an ordinary family, with neither money nor power, and Jian Yiwei was just an unknown nobody in Beijing...

Jian Qingyi truly couldn't understand what there was to gain from such a family!

Jian Zhongliang remained silent.

Suddenly, as if struck by a sudden thought, he turned around and hurriedly walked back, saying, "Come on, let's go to your grandfather's house."

Jian Qingyi wasn't particularly interested in Jian Dashan and Mao Chunqiao's affairs, which shows how anxious Jian Zhongliang was.

She suddenly became interested again.

"Yi Yi, hurry up!" Not hearing footsteps behind him, Jian Zhongliang turned around and urged him.

"Coming!" Jian Qingyi quickened her pace.

When they arrived, Jian Dashan was sitting in front of the TV in the living room, soaking his feet.

Mao Chunqiao stood to the side like a little girl, carrying a thermos.

Seeing Jian Zhongliang arrive, Mao Chunqiao's face lit up with joy. She quickly stepped aside to make way, saying, "Why are you here at this hour..."

When her peripheral vision caught sight of Jian Qingyi standing behind Jian Zhongliang, her smile vanished instantly, perhaps even turning into a frosty expression.

"What are you doing here?" The tone was extremely impatient.

"Come and show some concern for Grandpa and Grandma's health!" Jian Qingyi said with a bright smile.

Mao Chunqiao found it particularly irritating.

Regardless of whether she was crying or laughing, Jian Qingyi nimbly squeezed in from Jian Zhongliang's side.

On the coffee table were sunflower seeds and sponge cakes, which are all the rage these days.

Jian Qingyi, who is always picky about food, ignored the plate of chicken cake that looked rough and obviously not fluffy enough, and picked up a small handful of sunflower seeds to eat.

How can you watch a show from the front row without sunflower seeds?

"Who gave you permission to touch my things?" Mao Chunqiao made a move to rush over.

"Mother, stop fooling around. We're here on important business. Go and call my elder brother and sister-in-law over right now." Jian Zhongliang grabbed her wrist.

Hearing that there was something important to discuss, and seeing her son's serious expression, Mao Chunqiao knew what was important, no matter how angry she was. She glared fiercely at Jian Qingyi, turned around and left.

"Dad, these melon seeds taste good, you should try some." Jian Qingyi grabbed a handful and stuffed them into Jian Zhongliang's hand.

“If you like it, Dad will buy it for you after work tomorrow.” Jian Zhongliang sat down next to Jian Qingyi.

Jian Dashan, who was soaking his feet nearby, frowned.

What kind of behavior is it for a grown man to spend all his time revolving around his wife and children?!

"Crunch, crunch, crunch..."

Jian Qingyi has never liked to care about other people's opinions; she does things entirely according to her own mood.

Seeing Jian Dashan frown, she grinned and gave him a sweet smile.

Enraged, Jian Dashan turned his head away and refused to look at her again.

Jian Qingyi laughed even more happily.

Yo!

She has quite a temper!

Jian Zhongliang, who had witnessed all of this, couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Jian Zhongkang and his wife lived in the small building next door. Not long after, Mao Chunqiao led the two of them over.

"Uncle, Aunt!" Given their genuine kindness towards the original owner of this body, Jian Qingyi politely stood up and greeted them.

Jian Zhongkang nodded, which was considered an agreement.

"Yi Yi is here too!" Jian Zhongkang's wife, Wang Xiujuan, stepped forward with a smile and took Jian Qingyi's hand, looking very affectionate.

This is why Li Meiqian and Jian Xiaojing aren't here. If they were, they would probably be so angry they'd feel a pang of heartache.

Although Wang Xiujuan and Li Meiqian are sisters-in-law, Wang Xiujuan has never really liked Li Meiqian.

There are some things and some people that men can't see through, but women understand them perfectly.

It wasn't that she had any prejudice against widows who remarried after their husbands had died; she was simply disgusted by Li Meiqian's behavior.

Everyone knows that widows often attract gossip and trouble.

To avoid suspicion, many widows go to great lengths to avoid being alone with men, fearing that it might cause gossip.

Li Meiqian, on the other hand, even before the man's body was cold, she was already visiting Jian Zhongliang every few days, complaining about things like a broken faucet, a light bulb not working, or a loose table leg...

Endless entanglements.

Jian Zhongliang didn't know what she was thinking, but Wang Xiujuan, being a woman herself, surely knew!

Even after Li Meiqian married into the Jian family, Wang Xiujuan, as the eldest sister-in-law, never gave her a kind look.

Aside from important family gatherings, the two rarely get together.

Ignoring Mao Chunqiao's murderous glare, Jian Qingyi grabbed a handful of melon seeds and stuffed them into Wang Xiujuan's hand.

Enraged, Mao Chunqiao picked up the melon seeds and sponge cake and went back inside.

Then the sound of a cabinet being locked came from inside the room.

"Dad will buy it for you tomorrow," Jian Zhongliang quickly reassured him.

“I also want to eat grapes and glutinous rice strips,” Jian Qingyi immediately seized the opportunity.

Grapes are her favorite food.

As for glutinous rice strips...

I've read about it a lot in historical novels, but I've never actually tried it.

Having come all this way, it would be a waste of this trip if I didn't check it out.

"Buy them all." Jian Zhongliang did not hesitate at all.

I'm just afraid my little girl will be unhappy.

Jian Zhongkang and Wang Xiujuan glanced back and forth between Jian Qingyi and Jian Zhongliang, somewhat surprised.

Ever since the original owner's biological mother, Xu Wan, passed away, the surrounding gossip made the naturally sensitive and introverted original owner become extremely cautious.

They were afraid that they might be kicked out of the house if they weren't careful.

Later, Li Meiqian entered the family, and there was another child in the house. Moreover, the child was smart, well-behaved, hardworking, and capable, and extremely good at reading people's expressions. The fragile and sensitive original owner became more and more fearful and uneasy.

She lived in constant fear of being kicked out.

Eat whatever you're told to eat, wear whatever you're told to wear, do whatever you're told to do...

Unlike other children, she never pesters the adults in her family for this or that.