Reborn not to be a simp, the school beauty's whole family goes crazy

After listening, Jia Fang pondered quietly for a while, her brows gradually furrowing into a deep furrow.

She slowly began to speak, "Changgui, I think there's something the villagers said that makes a lot of sense."

"You know, it's almost Chinese New Year, so Chen Dong should have come to our house to wish us a happy new year, but why didn't he come?"

"Do you think it's possible that our daughter has gotten too cocky lately, becoming aloof and arrogant towards Chen Dong, and offending him?"

"I really don't know what's going on in this child's mind."

Upon hearing this, Shen Changgui's anger gradually turned into frustration.

He slapped his thigh hard and complained, "This Yueyue, why doesn't she know what's good for her?"

"Chen Dong is such a good man, and he's capable. He's been so devoted to her for years. Why doesn't she know how to make the most of him?"

"If we miss out on such a good young man, where will we find one again?"

As the two were talking, Grandpa Shen returned slowly from his stroll, humming a little tune.

Mr. Shen is over sixty years old, with gray hair, but he is still in good spirits.

Recently, the family's living conditions have improved, and Shen Changgui, being a filial son, doesn't want him to do heavy farm work.

He has the leisure to go out for a stroll every day, enjoying this rare moment of peace and quiet.

As soon as Mr. Shen entered the room, he sensed that something was amiss.

He stopped humming, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"What are you all talking about? Why do you all look so gloomy?"

Old Master Shen walked quickly to them, a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Father, you've come at just the right time."

Shen Changgui quickly recounted the whole story again.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Shen's expression immediately became tense, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened.

"Oh dear, I heard something in the village and I have to tell you right away."

Grandpa Shen took a breath to calm himself down, and then said, "I heard from the villagers that when someone from the Chen family came back to clean the old house, they inadvertently revealed some information."

"Chen Dong opened a company in Beiping and made over a million! This news was told by Chen Dong when he went to pay New Year's greetings to the rest of the Chen family."

"What? Over a million?"

Shen Changgui and Jia Fang were shocked. Shen Changgui suddenly stood up from his chair.

The movement was so sudden that it almost tipped the chair over.

His eyes widened as if he had heard something unbelievable.

“Even if our whole family doesn’t eat or drink, we only have a few dozen yuan a month.”

"One million! If our whole family were to save up, how many years would it take us to accumulate that much money!"

"This Chen Dong is really something!"

Jia Fang panicked as well, unconsciously clutching her apron with both hands. "How could Yueyue do something so foolish?"

"This isn't just any good son-in-law, he's practically a gold mine! How come she doesn't appreciate him?"

"If we can hold onto Chen Dong, our family will be set for life."

"From now on, we won't have to work so hard farming anymore; we can buy whatever we want."

Grandpa Shen was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet, and his cane thumped on the ground.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and find a way to contact Yueyue and give her a good scolding, so she won't continue to get arrogant and be harsh on Chen Dong."

"If we lose such a good catch because of these reasons, our whole family will be fools and regret it for the rest of our lives!"

Shen Changgui and Jia Fang nodded quickly, but then their faces showed reluctance.

Shen Changgui scratched his head, his fingernails making a scratching sound on his scalp, and said helplessly, "Dad, it's not that we don't want to contact you."

"Although the village chief of Sanxi Village has a landline and the village store also has one, we don't have the landline phone number for Yueyue's school at all!"

"I don't know what she's busy with at school. When she came home for the Chinese New Year, she didn't even leave her family a phone number."

Jia Fang also sighed, her face full of helplessness.

"Yes, I don't even know which university Yueyue is studying at in Beiping."

"This child came back for the New Year, but didn't say anything. How are we supposed to contact her? Are we supposed to have her father and I travel all the way to Beiping to find her?"

Upon hearing this, Old Master Shen was speechless.

He slammed his cane on the ground and yelled, "What kind of parents are you?"

"My child is studying away from home, and I don't even know the school's phone number, where the school is, or even what university it is!"

"I never thought to ask more questions normally, and now I'm in a panic and only remember to do it now."

The three of them stared at each other, unable to come up with a solution.

Silence fell over the room, broken only by the ticking of the old wall clock, as if urging them to come up with a solution quickly.

Shen Changgui paced back and forth in the room, his shoes making a soft, rustling sound as they rubbed against the floor.

Jia Fang sat in a chair, her hands supporting her chin, her face full of worry.

Old Master Shen sat to the side, shaking his head and sighing repeatedly.

In the cozy little apartment, the warm yellow light is like the warm spring sun.

The water is evenly and softly sprinkled in every corner, enveloping the entire space in a tranquil and pleasant atmosphere.

In the bathroom, the water flowed gurglingly, as if playing a soothing melody.

Chu Mengran stood under the showerhead, the warm water cascading down from above, sliding down her graceful figure, carrying away the day's fatigue and worries.

She gently closed her eyes, her nostrils flared slightly, and took a deep breath, letting the warmth and relaxation permeate every cell of her skin.

In the living room, Chen Dong was leaning back on the soft sofa.

The television was playing a captivating program, with vibrant, colorful images flashing and jumping around.

However, Chen Dong's mind was not entirely on the screen.

His gaze seemed to be drawn by an invisible thread, glancing frequently toward the bathroom, his eyes filled with tenderness and anticipation.

Chen Dong slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

Chu Mengran's every smile and gesture kept appearing in his mind, and those beautiful moments they shared played out repeatedly in his memory, filling his heart with sweetness.

And, once you've tasted the marrow, you'll know its true flavor.

Suddenly, the landline phone in the living room rang, its crisp ringing instantly breaking the silence of the house.

Chen Dong was slightly taken aback. He was immersed in pleasant thoughts when the sudden sound pulled him back to reality.

He quickly got up, walked briskly to the phone, and picked up the receiver.

The static coming from the receiver made him pause briefly.

Chen Dong subconsciously cleared his throat, then politely said, "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Mengran?"

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone; it was Aunt Chen Guilan.

Chen Dong blinked, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. He smiled and replied, "Third Aunt, it's me, Dongzi."

"What do you need Mengran for?"

"Oh, it's Dongzi."

Chen Guilan's voice was filled with laughter.