By the time I reached thirty, I hadn't managed to provide any of the happiness I wanted for my wife. I also still couldn't become the support my parents relied on. At this turning point in my fate, my income suddenly began to increase randomly. (A daily life tale in a wealthy family setting, featuring a single female lead and no harem.)
Old Chen's family's shiny BMW pulling into the big fish pond caused quite a stir in the village, not for any other reason, but because he had returned.
The elders and children in the village enjoyed visiting his house, collecting red packets as part of the tradition.
There were plenty of kids playing with An'an, creating a lively atmosphere.
The excitement escalated when he personally took the inebriated younger generation into custody.
Privately, many said that people become heartless when they get rich.
It seemed to apply to him as well.
Chen Pingsheng didn't bother with the village gossip.
After Sir Song's extravagant funeral, by the end of January, he'd taken a few turns around the village and then pulled out fifty million to build a three-story shopping and entertainment mall.
The rural area couldn't keep the youth for lack of ways to make money, but more importantly, because entertainment and shopping venues were scarce.