They got up, freshened up, and after breakfast at the hotel, Lin Xianshu returned to the Lin Family home while Wang Xiaoqiang drove his sports car back to his hometown.

When Wang Xiaoqiang's sports car entered Sanmiao Village, it immediately captured the attention of the village elders.

Now, every household in Sanmiao Village had a television, and a few even had computers. With the introduction of high technology to the village, the villagers had broadened their horizons, so they could tell whether Wang Xiaoqiang's sports car was good or not.

"Little Qiang, that car must have cost quite a bit of money, right?" Aunt Big Mouth asked when Wang Xiaoqiang parked the luxury sports car in front of the Big Mouth Supermarket.

Wang Xiaoqiang parked the car, got out, and said, "It didn't cost anything, the car was given to me by someone."

"You really have a way about you, why doesn't anyone give me a car..." Aunt Big Mouth praised with a click of her tongue.

"Little Qiang, how much exactly did the car cost?" Yang San, a nouveau riche in the village, curiously asked, "If the price isn't too high, I might get one myself."

Wang Xiaoqiang laughed, held up two fingers, and waggled them in front of Yang San.

"What? No way, two million." Yang San's face showed shock, then he sadly shook his head, "I couldn't afford it even if I sold my house."

Although Yang San was considered a nouveau riche, his family didn't have much money, probably around seven or eight hundred thousand at most.

Wang Xiaoqiang laughed and said, "Don't even talk about two million, you couldn't buy it even for twenty million."

"What?" Yang San and the crowd watching were immediately shocked, "Twenty million? Good Lord, what is the car made of, gold?"

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "This car is a limited edition, there are only a few dozen in the world, so even with money, you might not be able to buy it."

Shush...

Everyone took a deep breath, realizing that even with money, it was unattainable.

"Little Qiang, how prosperous have you become now?" someone exclaimed.

Xia Sanwa squeezed out from the crowd and said proudly, "Little Qiang's business spans the globe. You tell me, how prosperous has he become?"

The crowd gasped in astonishment again, and Wang Xiaoqiang scanned the villagers and glanced at Xia Sanwa, "Uncle Xia, go to the supermarket and buy some good cigarettes and a bag of candy to distribute to everyone."

Xia Sanwa, not one to hesitate, directly went to the Big Mouth Supermarket, picked up a packet of Yunyan cigarettes and a bag of chocolate candies, and distributed them to the villagers and children.

Everyone praised Wang Xiaoqiang for his generosity.

"Daddy,"

Just then, Wang Xiaoqiang heard a shout and turned to see Little Bao running towards him, with Xia Guifang following behind.

Although Little Bao was only a two-year-old child, he had already grown to look like a three or four-year-old and ran very quickly.

Once Little Bao approached, Wang Xiaoqiang spread his arms wide and scooped Little Bao into a hug, planting a kiss on his round chubby face.

Normally, a child as big as Little Bao might be shy if they hadn't seen their father for a long time, but this little guy wasn't shy at all. Clearly, his intelligence surpassed his age, much like his physical development, which also wasn't typical for a two-year-old.

"Daddy, I want to ride in the car." Little Bao pointed at the sports car and exclaimed.

"Alright, come on, get in," Wang Xiaoqiang opened the car door and placed Little Bao in the car.

Little Bao was overjoyed, exploring the car inside out, his little face brimming with excitement and amazement.

Xia Sanwa had long wanted to try out the sports car, and seeing his grandson get in, he immediately got into the sports car too. Although Wang Xiaoqiang had bought him a BMW, he felt this car was even more exhilarating than his BMW.

Xia Guifang walked over, and despite the presence of many people, her face was still a bit shy as she asked, "Little Qiang, haven't you eaten yet?"

Wang Xiaoqiang smiled, "Not yet, let's go to the old house to eat in a while."

Xia Guifang nodded, a face full of happiness.

Although Xia Guifang had given birth, her figure had not changed at all, still resembling a young girl. Sometimes, when she went to the county town to buy clothes, people mistook her for a young girl.

At noon.

Wang Xiaoqiang's family of three went to the old house, and ate with his parents.

During the meal, his mother asked about Liu Juyi's situation. Wang Xiaoqiang told his parents about Liu Juyi's life in Hong Kong.

Knowing that Liu Juyi was safe and sound, the old couple was relieved.

Although she was no longer the daughter-in-law of the Wang Family, the old couple still regarded her as family.

After lunch, Wang Kuishan pulled Wang Xiaoqiang aside and began, "Little Qiang, after this year turns, including the traditional age, you'll also be twenty-three, right? You can't delay any longer, marry Xia Guifang."

Wang Xiaoqiang replied, "What's the difference now, as we already live like a married couple?"

"It's not the same, you need to give her a formal status," said Wang Kuishan, "Though the Xia Family hasn't said anything, our local customs are as such. We mind our own business outside, but at home, Xia Guifang is your wife."

"Alright," said Wang Xiaoqiang, "then let's take advantage of today's Spring Festival to hold the wedding banquet and proceed with the marriage."

That evening, Wang Xiaoqiang told Xia Guifang about the marriage. Xia Guifang wept with joy; it appeared that the formal status mattered to her after all, given the emphasis on such traditions in the countryside.

The next day.

Wang Xiaoqiang then drove his sports car to visit the Chicken Farm, the breeding facility, and the food factory.

The scale of the Chicken Farm hadn't expanded, but its operational model remained unchanged, and its economic efficiency was continually growing. Now, Li Xiang Hong, seasoned by two years of experience, had completely moved beyond Xia Guifang's guidance. Having fully mastered her expertise, she was able to independently manage the farm. Li Xiang Hong now appeared capable, composed, and exuded an extra air of elegance, far from the village girl she once was.

The one constant was her affection for Wang Xiaoqiang, which had never changed. Although she was already twenty-five years old, she had no intentions of marrying anyone else.

As Wang Xiaoqiang drove his sports car into the Chicken Farm. Li Xiang Hong still felt as if she were dreaming.

Not until Wang Xiaoqiang walked into the factory manager's office did Li Xiang Hong truly feel that the man she loved was beside her.

"Is everything alright at the factory?"

"All good," Li Xiang Hong poured a cup of tea for Wang Xiaoqiang and handed it to him.

Wang Xiaoqiang took it, set it down, and then grasped Li Xiang Hong's hand, "Honghong, you've worked hard,"

"Little Qiang, don't even mention it. You've given me such great authority to manage this farm, how could I not be dedicated?" Early on, they wouldn't have had a celebration, and everyone urged Zheng Shuang to snatch away his love, because Wang Xiaoqiang was too outstanding. Marrying Wang Xiaoqiang meant boundless prosperity and wealth in the future. (To be continued. If you enjoy this piece, feel free to vote and give monthly tickets at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)

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