Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 718 - 720: Not Optimistic

Wan Qiweng chuckled, she didn’t think Zhao Guangran’s request was unreasonable. It seemed it wasn’t the small courtyard she thought of before.

However, she hadn’t heard of any large, better courtyards for sale. If there was one, she would be willing to buy it, not for any other reason but to be closer to her sister-in-law in the future.

"Where is it?" Cai Ming noticed his wife’s lack of displeasure and also breathed a sigh of relief. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Although he knew his wife wouldn’t overthink things and that she was a good person, he always worried a lot and didn’t want her to feel awkward.

"It’s the Zhuge family’s mansion."

"Oh, not here, it’s where Grandpa Zhuge’s brothers live," Zhao Guangran added in explanation.

Ah, that house is for sale? Wan Qiweng was startled. Although in Beijing, the Zhuge family wasn’t considered a large clan, it was indeed the ancestral home and quite nice.

How come they’re suddenly selling the house, what’s the situation? "They’ve come to this point." Wan Qiweng knew the Zhuge family’s situation wasn’t great, especially after various tests failed to elicit a response from Zhuge Zhi, she knew it was time to act.

But this mansion, is Zhuge Zhi really not going to act? Wan Qiweng knew Zhuge Zhi was a traditional person, would he watch his family’s ancestral home change names like this?

"Yeah, Uncle, are you buying it?" Zhao Guangran didn’t care about the affairs behind the house; to him, since they got Grandpa Zhuge’s greenness, what they needed to prepare was money.

As for money, they felt embarrassed to ask. Even if they shamelessly asked, would Grandpa agree?

"Buy, buy, buy." Cai Ming never thought this house, eyed by many, would someday be his to buy. It’s big enough; the Zhuge family housed several people. Could they renovate it later and all move in?

Anyway, there are so many courtyards, they can be divided. Gather when there’s something, and who knows what Gong Ruini will arrange in the future.

"Buy it to live in or rent it out?" Cai Ming wanted to know their next plan.

It’s not a trivial matter; Zhao Guangran was a bit irritated. If they had enough money, they wouldn’t really rope in Uncle.

Didn’t expect, after involving him, it’d cause this much trouble, "Live in it."

"Good." Living there is good, Cai Ming glanced at Wan Qiweng, who nodded to indicate no problem.

Since Cai Ming wanted to live closer to his sister, then closer it is. Moreover, Cai Meina and her husband are not troublesome or thick-skinned people, and getting along with them poses no issue.

"Good." Zhao Guangran signaled to Zhao Xuran to prepare another copy of the agreement they signed earlier.

Even the agreement was ready, Cai Ming looked at the multi-copy agreement in his hand, truly unsure how to comment. If handled by several adults like this, it wouldn’t seem strange.

But now, it’s handled by a few kids; strange indeed.

"With this, it’s easier to talk. My brother said if there’s any dispute, this makes things clear." Zhao Guangran thought perhaps his brother was overthinking.

Regardless, Zhao Guangran carried it out, seeing even Gong Ruini agreed, why oppose? "Prioritize caution before courtesy."

Yet another idea from Zhao Xuran, making Cai Ming habitually assume his niece came up with it, not expecting it was indeed Zhao Xuran. However, it makes sense; the child thinks a lot.

Picking up the agreement for a glance, "I have no problem."

The glance from Gong Ruini startled Cai Ming, realizing thankfully she didn’t get involved in it, otherwise it’d be her headache again. Turns out she always thought she kept a low profile, but clearly not.

Gong Zhuang on the side felt quite depressed; not saying how far his kids were behind Gong Ruini’s, even he being older was leagues away.

Fortunately, his two kids were as filial as Gong Ruini’s, at least remembering to buy things for them when out.

Gong Jiaxin and Gong Jiaming watched Zhao Guangran, who could chat effortlessly with Cai Ming, feeling deeply annoyed. Back home, no matter who, everyone thought they knew a lot, full of praise, making them feel thrilled.

But seeing Zhao Guangran achieve this, their sense of self-importance evaporated. Their little achievements really don’t count for much.

"Dad, do you think we have a chance to be like Ni Zi and them?" Gong Jiaxin was under immense pressure, feeling if she didn’t strive now, she’d lose any chance to catch up later.

To be like Ni Zi and them, Gong Tao initially wanted to tell his kids not to overthink, but then refrained from uttering such discouraging words.

After a while, he dryly said, "If you work hard, you’ll catch up."

See, even their dad doesn’t hold much hope; Gong Jiaxin felt truly helpless.

Gong Jiaming perceived it differently, "It’s this that gives us motivation to catch up. Sis, I’ve decided, I’ll skip a grade this time. I want to skip again next year."

Even Ni Zi is attending junior high; leaving him alone in elementary is pointless.

Actually motivated? Her brother thinks this way? Gong Jiaxin was taken aback but realized it made sense; without targets to chase, they wouldn’t think of striving and improving.

"Dad, I want to study in Beijing." The more Gong Jiaxin thought, the more she felt they should study in Beijing for motivation.

Ah, studying in Beijing, Gong Jiaxin’s words shocked Gong Zhuang and his son.

"Well, this, this." Although Gong Zhuang claimed to be the head of the household, making decisions about everything important, after years of marriage, such ’important decisions’ were limited to business ventures.

The rest were hardly significant. Regarding children’s education, Gong Zhuang could propose his opinion; execution depended on Miao Cuihua’s stance.

Gong Zhuang dared not imagine his wife’s anger if he agreed to their kids studying in Beijing, let alone the reaction from his father-in-law.

Thinking of facing lectures from his father-in-law made Gong Zhuang’s backside itch.

This can’t be. Even if this choice ultimately passes, it can never be his consent, "Let your mom decide on that."

"Besides, studying in Beijing isn’t easy." Gong Zhuang looked at the disdainful eyes of his daughter and son, truly helpless, offering a dry excuse.

"Ni Zi studying in such good schools in Beijing involved connections." Indeed, Gong Zhuang recalled this excuse was very valid.

If not for some help back then, would Gong Ruini study in such a good school?

People willing to assist Gong Tao’s family may not extend the same support to his.

Listening to their father’s explanation, although Gong Jiaxin and Gong Jiaming suspected the reasoning, their father’s words seemed plausible enough, reluctantly shelve their idea.

Seeing his kids stop pestering, Gong Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief. Dealing with troublesome kids is no easy task.