Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

"Being rich doesn't mean being smart. I've always known that. What about you?"

"Of course, I never consider myself a smart person."

Li Aimin gave him the answer he wanted, and this clear realization made Michael know that they were indeed the same kind of people.

That's why we became best friends.

“No.” Michael shook his head and smiled: “They are the villainous brothers.”

"Hahaha……"

After a wonderful night on the yacht, Li Aimin's legs felt a little weak when he disembarked the next day.

That foreign horse is still as wild as ever!

Perhaps it was the setbacks he suffered in Russia that made Michael always favor Russian women.

Every time we have a good time, there are always Russian girls in the room, and last night was no exception. The quality of the Russian girls was still top-notch.

However, her health is indeed not as good as before.

I couldn't even get through the first half of the night before I was exhausted and had to go to rest.

Only Li Aimin remained on the flying bridge, charging fiercely towards the moon.

"Li, are you ready?"

I don't know what Migo drank, but the next day he stood in front of me again, looking refreshed and energetic.

"of course."

Having secured his custom-made extended Lincoln, the two set off for Barker Road.

"Why would you suddenly want to buy property here? Repulse Bay is more suitable for your status."

The residents of Barker Road are a diverse group with deep political backgrounds.

In contrast, Repulse Bay is filled with the smell of money, making it more suitable for a businessman like him.

"You seem to have forgotten how I started out."

Li Aimin's kind reminder reminded Michael of the first time he met him.

At that time, escorted by a large number of fully armed soldiers, he rode in a Russian main battle tank and brazenly traveled to the Far East via the main road.

The inspection teams and various checkpoints in the past all turned a blind eye to this, as if what he was sitting on was not a T-90, but an ordinary means of transportation.

Upon returning to the border, he was escorted to a military airfield under heavy protection.

He certainly has a stronger political gene.

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imperial capital.

Yingzi seemed a little worried when she learned that Li Aimin was going to buy a house on Barker Road.

That area is still foreign territory and hasn't been taken back yet. He's moving to Hong Kong Island, so we won't be able to see each other anymore.

"Don't worry about it. Let's not even talk about whether he will move away immediately. In just two years, Hong Kong Island will be returned to China. What are you afraid of?"

“I’m not worried that his identity will have any impact.”

Yingzi had a general understanding of the things Li Aimin had done.

Having done favors for the organization, I hope I won't cause trouble for foreigners in Hong Kong!

"It's old news, no one will hold a grudge against it. Besides, they also have to consider the organization's opinion."

The Dragon Kingdom of today is not what I remember; it is weak and powerless, and needs to make concessions at every turn.

Technological advancements and the accumulation of hard power have enabled China to increase its voice in the international community year by year.

No one can underestimate his voice, let alone arrest a meritorious person who shed blood for the organization on Hong Kong Island, a land that is about to be returned to China.

Doing this will not benefit the UK in the slightest.

As for other countries, even though the UK's cannons are bent, its soft power is still very strong.

Through culture and exchange, they indirectly control colonies and military bases around the world in a more covert way.

The seemingly declining Federation of Corruption has simply hidden more of its power in the shadows.

No longer so blatant.

Anyone who underestimates it because of this will only have their face scratched by the delicate fingers of a dozen or so people bursting out of broken doors in dilapidated houses.

Even the United States wouldn't risk losing face by provoking it.

Losing Hong Kong Island is bad enough for the UK.

Anyone who tries to cause trouble for it at this time is essentially offending the two great rogue nations, China and the UK.

This is just asking for a beating!

"That's good."

With Yang Jianguo's explanation, Yingzi finally felt relieved.

As long as people are safe, it's fine to see each other less often.

Communication is so convenient now, we can call each other even if we can't see each other, unlike before when a separation might mean a lifetime.

"Oh, by the way, your daughter just called and said she's taking the train tomorrow morning."

"Also, he said he had something to tell you when he got back, all very mysterious..."

Yang Jianguo smiled without saying a word, but he had some vague guesses in his heart.

He went to Handong and met Qi Tongwei. When he came back, he had something to tell him, and he insisted on saying it to him in person.

This matter is definitely related to Handong and Qi Tongwei.

Either she changed her mind and decided to move to Handong, or—

Their relationship doesn't look like a breakdown.

However, young people these days are hard to understand. Two people who seem perfectly fine can break up just like that. Why is it about 'soul,' 'spirit,' 'ideals, and pursuits'?

This is an insult to the words and a defilement of the beauty of love.

When did the most precious thing in humanity, emotions that can overcome everything, become something that can be easily measured by matter?

If love can be easily measured and compared, and linked to money and material possessions.

It has essentially become something else.

Chapter 876 Jokes stop being funny when they're too many; life is about letting go.

"Dad, mom."

Zhiyi was quite surprised to see her parents come to pick her up.

How come Dad has time today to pick up this old, worn-out cotton-padded jacket that's been leaking for ages?

When Yang Jianguo picked up Meng Jie, he affectionately asked his granddaughter about her experiences these past few days: whether she had eaten well, slept well, where she had gone to play, and whether she had practiced calligraphy.

She then realized that she had been deluding herself.

'This isn't someone coming to pick me up, it's clearly someone coming to pick up their precious little darling.'

With a slight raise of her eyebrows and a slight upturn of her lips, Zhiyi said, "Mom, you're still the best to me."

Holding her mother's arm, ignoring her mother's helpless attempts to break free, Zhiyi pushed her forward.

"Hey, Meng Jie, you and your grandpa hurry up and catch up! This child looks thinner!"

Grandma only ever cared about weight, body shape, and temperature; everything else was outside her purview.

As they drove home, Yingzi kept asking her what she had eaten, whether she was full, and what was delicious, saying that Grandma would learn to make it for her later.

"Grandma, you'll have to wait a while. My mom promised my dad that she'd move to Handong."

"..."

Zhiyi, who was considering how to start the conversation, froze in her smile. 'This child, why is she so talkative!'

"You've really decided? Why so suddenly?"

Yingzi was naturally reluctant to see her daughter move away, but she felt it was all happening too soon.

She didn't even have time to take a good look at her eldest granddaughter before she had to leave.

Yang Jianguo had already anticipated this, saying, "It's better to move away; living apart is never good for a relationship."

"I think so too."

Zhiyi nodded repeatedly in agreement, saying, "Given the nature of his job, there's no way he can compromise. So, I guess I'll just have to accommodate him and go to Handong to be a housewife!"

"Nonsense."

Yingzi patted her on the back and said, "What do you mean, 'old hag'? Qi Tongwei treats you so well."

That's something I cherish dearly, afraid of wronging you.

How come in your mouth you call her a haggard old woman?

"Mom, I was just kidding!"

Zhiyi covered the spot where she had been hit, rubbing it a few times as it still hurt. "Ouch, you hit so hard, am I still your precious daughter?"

"Serves you right." Yingzi scolded with a smile, "I told you not to talk nonsense. You can't even joke around. Many things are made up in jokes. If someone doesn't do something, your nonsense will hurt their feelings."

If it happens too often, it'll become a thorn in your side. You can't get rid of it, you can't get rid of it, and sooner or later it'll cause trouble.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it." Zhiyi clasped her hands together and begged for forgiveness repeatedly, "I was wrong, okay? Good heavens, you're giving me more and more lectures these days."

“Your mother is right. You’re an adult now, not a child anymore. People will take what you say seriously.”

"Yes, I see."

Zhiyi sighed helplessly. She would definitely be more careful next time and not make silly jokes in front of her parents.

Why is this casual remark being blown out of proportion?

However, she did take some of it to heart; some things, if said too often, really don't sound like jokes anymore.

Let's try to make this kind of joke somewhere else next time!

When they got home, Yang Jianguo and Yingzi each held their eldest granddaughter's hand, while their daughter behind them looked like she had been picked up off the street.

Carrying two suitcases, Zhiyi muttered to herself with a resentful expression.

"Sister, give it to me, I'll help you carry it inside."

Xiao Li ran over and reached out to snatch the box from her hand.

Zhiyi waved her hand and laughed, "Alright, let's hurry up and go. Don't block the road, or my dad will nag me again. I can handle this myself."

She's not some delicate young girl; she's raised her daughter in Beijing all these years, and she's done everything herself.

He could carry a bottle of water up to the fifth floor in one go, let alone two suitcases.

I just went to Handong, and for every little thing, there were people to lend a hand and help me out. I didn't have to worry about anything myself.

Her sudden return made her feel a little uneasy.

'My parents are right, he really does cherish me dearly.'

Zhiyi happily carried her suitcase and hurried after him, saying, "Dad, Mom, Mengjie, wait for me!"

Dinner at home was quite plentiful, with eight dishes and a soup, and we also made dumplings.

"The shrimp meat, Grandma knew you were coming back, so she went out early to buy fresh shrimp and peeled the shrimp meat herself when she got back."

"Grandma is the best."

Meng Jie picked up a fragrant shrimp dumpling and ate it in two bites, enjoying it immensely.

She loves her grandmother's cooking; she's been eating it since she was a child, and she always finds it to her liking.

"You'd better ask your grandma to cook you lots of good food these next few days, because it will be hard to find such good food once we get to Handong."

Meng Jie, who was enjoying her meal, suddenly froze, stopped what she was doing, pouted, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears: "Grandpa, can I not go?"

Mengjie knew perfectly well who was the boss in this family.