At fifty, she remarried into a wealthy family; her ex-husband knelt down and begged for reconciliati

After the Dragon Boat Festival, He Qiaoyun felt much more relaxed.

She spent this year's Dragon Boat Festival alone, without going with the children.

By mid-June, the lychee trees in the orchard had been mostly pruned. She sold the remaining late-growing fruit cheaply to fruit vendors, but did not include pruning; they had to do it themselves.

Every day, many fruit vendors come and go in the orchard. They don't earn as much as those with big orders, but every little bit helps. Even a small profit is still profit.

In mid-to-late June, after the lychee orchard was pruned, she hired people to clean the orchard and prune the branches.

After finishing her work at the lychee orchard, she finally had time to rest.

That day, after finishing her work at the supermarket, she went to a nearby print shop and printed a new job advertisement, replacing the old one.

Actually, her small supermarket initially had two employees. After the first employee left without saying goodbye, she couldn't find a suitable replacement, so she and Xiao Ye started working together.

I can usually manage by helping out myself, but lately I've been so busy with the orchard that I'm completely overwhelmed. It's been tough on Xiao Ye; she has to handle the cash register and organize the shelves all by herself.

After changing the job posting, she said goodbye to Xiao Ye and left the store.

After buying groceries and returning to her apartment building, she saw a familiar figure.

My former mother-in-law, Gao Hui.

When Gao Hui saw her return, she suppressed her smile and went to greet her, "Qiaoyun, you're back?"

He Qiaoyun was not keen on engaging with her, her tone cold. "How did you know I live here? What do you want from me?"

Gao Hui was flexible and unaffected by her emotions, and her attitude became somewhat ingratiating, "Oh dear, you are still the mother of my two grandsons. They were the ones who told me you lived here."

He Qiaoyun stopped in her tracks, still giving Gao Hui a cold look. "Did you need something?"

Gao Hui warmly took her hand, saying, "Actually, I've always considered you my daughter-in-law. When you and Ahui wanted to divorce, I was the first to object, but..."

Her expression immediately turned vicious. "It's all that little slut Wang Jinghuai's fault! She seduced my son and ruined your marriage and relationship. I hate mistresses who break up other people's marriages the most! You have no idea how much my father abandoned his wife and daughter back then..."

He Qiaoyun frowned, shook off Gao Hui's hand, and interrupted her rambling, "I'm tired, I don't have time to listen to your rambling about these irrelevant topics, get to the point."

Gao Hui forced a smile. "You are the mother of my two grandsons and the daughter-in-law I've chosen. As long as you're willing to come back, I'll definitely make Ahui dump that bitch Wang Jinghuai."

He Qiaoyun chuckled lightly, "After saying all that, you just want me to remarry Xu Hui and go back to being his slave?"

Now that things aren't going well for me, I think of her and her money?

Dream on! Pshaw!

She must have been hit in the head by a meteorite before she agreed to remarry.

Gao Hui smiled ingratiatingly, "This past year, our home has been in disarray. We haven't even been able to celebrate holidays properly. It's all because of that unlucky little bitch Wang Jinghuai. How can you stand by and watch?"

She didn't really want to get involved in their affairs, but her son's two factories were losing money every month, and all the money was coming to her.

Her meager retirement savings were a drop in the ocean for those two factories.

She doesn't have the money, but He Qiaoyun does. Her son said that her orchard and supermarket are making a lot of money now, and she must have hundreds of thousands of yuan.

For her son's sake, she had no choice but to swallow her pride. She couldn't let her son, who was over fifty, be burdened with debt, and then drag her grandchildren down with him. That would be a huge loss.

He Qiaoyun looked completely indifferent, her tone tinged with mockery: "What's there to be upset about? Isn't that what your son wanted? He deserves it, and you all deserve it."

These words struck a nerve with Gao Hui, but she swallowed her anger. "You can't blame him. He was bewitched by that vixen. He just made a mistake that every man makes. You can't be so petty. You have to give him another chance and forgive him this time, okay?"

He Qiaoyun laughed angrily, "Can you forgive your father who abandoned his wife and daughter? Don't you find it disgusting?"

Gao Hui sighed, "Yes, he certainly made a mistake, but he's willing to change now. He's too ashamed to come to you in person, so he asked me to come instead. Please forgive him this once."

After listening, He Qiaoyun didn't even bother to respond. Saying meaningless things was a waste of time. She walked straight into the building.

Gao Hui, with her old legs, tried to catch up with her, but she tripped and fell while going up the stairs.

Ouch—my foot.

He Qiaoyun turned around and saw her slumped on the steps. She quickly dropped what she was holding and ran over to help her up. "Where did you fall?"

Gao Hui screamed, "My foot, my foot, it's going to break, I'm going to die..."

"Alright, stop talking nonsense," He Qiaoyun scolded, then helped her up. "Can you walk? I'll take you to the hospital."

Gao Hui's body went limp, and she kept howling, "Before I die, I just want to see you and Ahui remarry. If Ahui is allowed to be with that vixen mistress again, I will die with my eyes open and I will have no face to face the ancestors of the Xu family!"

He Qiaoyun frowned, at a loss, when her friends who often danced in the square with her passed by.

"Qiaoyun, what's wrong...?"

He Qiaoyun felt as if she had seen a savior. "Sister Chen, please get my bag. There are keys in it. I'll take this old lady to the hospital."

Sister Chen quickly picked up the bag that Gao Hui had dropped on the ground, and then came over to help her up.

Gao Hui was still wailing, "Ouch, it hurts! My foot hurts so much! Am I going to die?!"

Sister Chen comforted her, "Grandma, you'll be alright."

Gao Hui glanced at He Qiaoyun out of the corner of her eye and continued wailing, "If Qiaoyun doesn't remarry my son, I will die with my eyes open in disgrace..."

Sister Chen immediately understood what was going on and fell silent.

The two helped Gao Hui to the front of the van, and Sister Chen took out the keys from her bag and handed them to He Qiaoyun.

He Qiaoyun took the keys, unlocked the car door, and then helped Gao Hui into the back seat.

Gao Hui looked half-dead, tilting her head back and howling, "Qiaoyun, promise me you'll forgive Ahui, okay?"

He Qiaoyun pretended not to hear, slammed the back door shut, and then said to Sister Chen, "Sister Chen, thank you."

Sister Chen waved her hand, "It's nothing, you should go to the hospital."

"it is good."

He Qiaoyun drove towards the hospital.

On the way, he called Xu Hui.

Xu Hui on the other end of the phone was very anxious. Gao Hui was still howling and looked like she was about to die.

After giving the notification, He Qiaoyun didn't want to hear Xu Hui's voice anymore, so she hung up the phone directly and focused on driving.

Gao Hui was still howling, which annoyed He Qiaoyun. She cursed, "Shut up. If you're going to die, at least keep yourself alive until you die in the hospital. Don't die in my car and ruin its feng shui."

"You, you, you! What are you saying? I'm about to die, and you still say such things."

He Qiaoyun: "You know I'm never good at saying nice things."