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

Without hesitation, He Qiaoyun replied, "Of course."

There's no need for mothers and sons to beat around the bush; pretending not to blame them is just too hypocritical.

When she learned that her own son, the son she cherished, had not attended her funeral but had gone to his mistress's wedding, she was furious. She wished she could put them both back in her womb and pretend they had never been born.

There's a saying that's true: better to have a piece of raw char siu.

Their faces flushed red and then turned pale, their feelings were very complicated, and they regretted their actions.

Xu Feichi said, "...That day, my younger sister went, so she can be considered our representative. We were just too sad to face that scene."

Xu Xiucheng said, "Yes, Mom, Dad got married that day... and he insisted that we come to celebrate with him. We had no choice. We really know we were wrong and apologize to you."

These explanations were so absurd and ridiculous that He Qiaoyun forced an ugly smile. "Forget it, you can go back now."

Actually, it's her fault. She's busy day and night to make money, and she can't take care of her three children. She thought that if she gave them a comfortable life and sent them to good schools, they wouldn't go astray, but she didn't expect that things would still be... not as she hoped.

The two men were unwilling to accept that they hadn't received the money, but they had no choice but to leave.

Stepping out of the small supermarket, Xu Feichi looked worried. "How am I going to pay my credit card and mortgage this month? I should have known better than to spend so much..."

Xu Xiucheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Ask your sister-in-law if you can get some first aid. Mom won't give in anytime soon."

When his wife was mentioned, Xu Feichi became even more worried. The two of them had a fight a few days ago and are now in a cold war, neither of them speaking to the other.

Xu Xiucheng comforted him, "Brother, don't worry too much. We are Mom's own sons. She won't abandon us. She'll be fine once she calms down."

“I hope so,” Xu Feichi said with worry, “but it’s not a good thing for Mom to spend money so extravagantly. She used to be reluctant to turn on the air conditioner, preferring to use a fan instead. But now she buys the latest mobile phone that costs more than nine thousand yuan without hesitation.”

At this point, Xu Xiucheng also looked worried, "Yes, it's like he's become a completely different person..."

*

Without a man, He Qiaoyun's life was one of freedom they couldn't comprehend.

She can sleep in until she naturally wakes up during the day, without needing to set an alarm to wake up early and make breakfast for her man.

I can sleep peacefully at night without worrying about the factory's business and losing sleep, and I don't have to cautiously call Xu Hui to urge him to come home early when I wake up.

Now, she occasionally helps out at a small supermarket, working no more than four hours a day.

In my spare time, I go shopping and buy clothes and bags that I've always wanted but never bought, as well as designer skincare products. I also drink milk tea, which is popular among young people, and watch a few newly released movies. I've experienced many things I've never experienced before.

She also got a gym membership and met many enthusiastic young people.

She lives in an apartment complex next to a park, and she goes downstairs to dance every night, where she has made many close friends.

In mid-December, she returned to the orchard.

Winter came a little late this year. The leaves of the greenhouse grapes had just fallen when people in the cooperative group started organizing to prune the grapevines.

He Qiaoyun originally only leased a small plot of land to grow longan and lychee. About three years ago, the Sunshine Rose grape became popular all over the country, and its price soared.

Seeing that there was money to be made, she contracted ten acres of land, built greenhouses, and started growing Sunshine Roses.

This is a delicate fruit. Since the greenhouse was built, she has been constantly running back and forth between the orchard, the supermarket, and her home, while also taking care of the factory's business. She also occasionally helps her two sons take care of their grandchildren, leaving her exhausted.

Fortunately, the yield was good this year, reaching 6,000 jin per mu.

But scarcity drives up prices, and as everyone's yield per acre increased, prices came down.

This year's income is not as high as in previous years, but she is dealing with orders from supermarkets and shopping malls. The volume is large, so the income is still considerable, and her hard work has paid off.

She didn't spend a single penny of the money she earned. A small portion was used to pay off the loan for the greenhouse, and most of it was given to Xu Hui for working capital.

Xu Hui couldn't see any of this. He only knew that her greenhouse grape business was losing money, and even assumed that her orchard was being paid for by his factory, secretly blaming her for all the expenses.

Or perhaps, he was unwilling to admit that she was gradually becoming more and more outstanding.

That's ridiculous.

She drove her old, dilapidated van, which had been used several times, back to the village.

It was midday, and the warm winter sun was shining comfortably.

She went to the village committee, where they had initially approved a small office to open this agricultural cooperative.

After greeting the village secretary, she went into the office for a meeting.

The head of the cooperative is He Ping, a nouveau riche in the village.

He Ping has a wide network of connections and resources; he's the one who negotiated the supermarket deals with his team.

But this person is a bit vulgar; he likes to gossip about people to their faces, and when it comes to serious meetings, he deflects them.

"Qiaoyun, I heard that you had food poisoning a while ago and faked your death. Now you're also going through a divorce with your husband. What's going on?"

He Qiaoyun was clearly unwilling to talk about this matter, and responded indifferently: "This is my private matter, and it has nothing to do with today's meeting."

Sensing the juicy gossip, everyone turned to look at her.

He Ping laughed, "How is this unrelated to the meeting content? If you get divorced, won't you have to divide the property? You've been managing the greenhouse all along. Xu Hui, my son-in-law, is a very busy man and has hardly come back. If we suddenly replace him, resulting in lower yields or pests, it will affect the reputation of our cooperative."

He Qiaoyun hadn't expected him to go around to the orchard, so she forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, the orchard is still in my hands."

He Ping persisted, "I heard that Xu Hui's son-in-law is having an affair. If you ask me, a woman shouldn't be too out in the public eye, it will affect the relationship between husband and wife. She should stay at home and take care of her husband and children. Don't you all agree?"

There were women among them, but they all had to rely on He Ping's connections and resources. They didn't dare to go against him and could only nod and agree to him on the surface.

But He Qiaoyun couldn't stand it and retorted, "Your sister-in-law stays at home obediently, and that doesn't stop you from having mistresses. It's my freedom to divorce Xu Hui, and it's none of your business to comment on it. You should mind your own business."