Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1290: Sincerity for Sincerity

A group of people followed Zhao Huaiqing into the house. He was a talkative person, and everyone was having a good time chatting.

It was still early for lunch, and the two children couldn’t sit still, already wanting to go out and find their playmates.

Mr. Ye felt uneasy and wanted to see the place where his grandsons lived: "I’ll go out with you for a walk."

As he got up, Ye Liyan naturally had to follow.

He Jinxuan stood up as well: "Let’s go together, Xinyan just happens to want to visit the neighbors from before."

So Zhao Jianlan and Lu Haibo went along with them.

Xinyan asked He Jinxuan to get the Beijing Eight Treasures from the car that they brought from Beijing, and they first went to the Wu Family. Sister Wu saw Xinyan come in, slapped her thigh, and said happily, "Xinyan, you’re back, you’re getting prettier, it’s true that big cities nurture people."

Xinyan smiled and handed over the Beijing Eight Treasures: "These are for the kids, don’t refuse them."

Sister Wu’s smile almost reached her ears: "Every time you come back, you spend a lot; I feel quite embarrassed."

Xinyan looked at her laughing and said, "Back then, if it weren’t for Sister Wu speaking up for me, I don’t know how much I would have suffered. I’ve always remembered this kindness in my heart."

Sister Wu waved her hand and said, "It was just a few words, hardly a kindness."

After saying that, she invited them inside: "Come in and rest for a while."

Xinyan waved her hand: "No, the two kids can’t sit still. Where’s Xingwang?"

Sister Wu brushed the dust off her clothes: "He ran out to play early in the morning, no telling where he’s hiding and playing now."

Sister Wu saw He Jinxuan explaining the layout of the residential area to those outside, then whispered to Xinyan: "Lyu Juncheng must regret it to his core.

His eldest son is always skipping school, shouting about fighting and killing at such a young age. It’s not just Yao Hui’s little aunt; even Old Mrs. Yao, his grandmother, he dares to lay hands on.

It’s becoming more and more unruly, and even the two younger ones are also getting into trouble every day."

Xinyan recalled the message she received before: "What about Lyu Juncheng’s mom, where is she now?"

Sister Wu glanced into the distance: "Don’t mention it; the Lyu Family has three sons and one daughter. When it comes down to it, none of them show responsibility, and none can provide proper care.

Legs that could have been restored with proper convalescence weren’t given importance. At whoever’s home, they just give a bite to eat, enough not to starve to death. I’ve heard pus developed on her leg and wasn’t treated promptly.

It finally became unbearable, and she went to the hospital, but even now, she hasn’t been able to leave the crutch. That leg might end up disabled."

After thinking it over, she whispered as an aside: "I heard earlier that Lyu Juncheng wanted to return to village life, but Yao Hui almost took a knife to him. Plus, the two older brothers in the village couldn’t tolerate him either, so he had to give up that idea. Now his days are a mess."

Xinyan curled her lips: "Serves him right."

Sister Wu laughed: "Indeed, all self-inflicted."

After leaving Sister Wu’s house, the group headed toward the courtyard they used to live in. Along the way, many people approached them: "Little He, Xinyan, are you back for the New Year?"

"Yes, just came to see everyone."

"You’re really thoughtful, all good kids."

While chatting, they reached their destination, and it got even livelier. The Xie Family, the Cheng Family, the Zhao Family, even the Zhang family, who lived a bit farther away, came over when they heard the commotion.

Xinyan pointed to the courtyard where they used to live and said to Mr. Ye: "This is the place where they lived before."

Seeing everyone come out, she introduced Mr. Ye and his sons to them: "Hello everyone, this is Sili and Siyan’s grandfather and father. They came over to see the place and meet everyone."

After that, there was a great deal of small talk.

Xinyan had prepared quite a few Beijing Eight Treasures for her return and had prepared for the families she got along well with. Everyone was genuinely happy to receive the gifts.

It’s not that the Beijing Eight Treasures were so valuable, but that Xinyan and He Jinxuan remembered them—it was the feeling of being valued that mattered.

Each family wanted them to stay for a meal, but knowing they were having lunch at Director Zhao’s house in Human Resources, they didn’t insist further.

What Xinyan didn’t expect was that at noon, each family sent some juniors over to add dishes to the meal, which made Xinyan deeply touched.