A group of people rushed toward Tang Dashan's place.

On the first day of the new year, there were a lot of villagers who came to pay their New Year's respects. The farmers were also having their free time. Since Tang Dashan was the village secretary, most of the villagers would come to his place to pay their New Year greetings.

Tang Dashan's place was full of people. The people were sitting on the Kangtou and around the stove. The women were eating peanuts while the men were smoking. The air in the room was very turbid.

The son of Tang Dashan, Tang Youqing, was a leader in the County Hardware Factory. He had already bought a house in the county and got married. He was the most capable person in Shanqian Village.

In that era, it was a remarkable thing to turn a rural household registration into an urban one.

The change in household registration meant that one was no longer a farmer but a citizen. Tang Youqing's status was naturally much higher than that of the farmers who lived on the farm in the village.

On holidays, Tang Youqing would bring his wife and children back to his hometown. When he came home as a capable man, he naturally brought honor to his parents. The smile on the faces of Tang Dashan and his wife had not faded since December.

As Tang Dashan's wife was busy greeting the villagers at home, Tang Dashan was sitting at the table, drinking tea and holding his chubby grandsons in his arms. He was so happy that he was grinning from ear to ear.

"You're so capable. Not only have you been the village secretary for your whole life, but your son, Youqing, is also so promising!"

"Youqing, you need to work harder. If there is a chance, help your brother out!"

The person who spoke was the wife of a stutterer in the village.

"Aren't you making things difficult for Youqing now? Your husband always stutters, and he can't finish a complete sentence for a long time. How do you want Youqing to help him?"

The one who spoke was a woman who always had a darkened face.

They lived in the same village. The women had always been frank and didn't hide their real intentions.

"Bah! How dare you say that my husband stutters! Here's a question for you. Were you the one who set up the relationship between Tang Youde and Zhang Taohua?"

The previous woman was humiliated in public, so she didn't show the darkened-faced woman any respect.

"You can't say that! Zhang Taohua is my cousin, and she wants nothing but to marry Tang Youde. As her cousin, I can't stop her from getting what she wants! Besides, isn't Tian Lanfang divorcing Tang Youde now?"

The darkened-faced woman, on the other hand, looked innocent.

"It's really inappropriate for Tang Youde to do such a thing!"

"You don't say! With Lanfang's soft personality, she can't get a divorce at all!"

Tang Youqing had a headache because of the noise of a group of women. He simply got up and walked out of the yard.

As soon as he went out, the door was pushed open and a group of people rushed in.

Walking in front was Tian Lanfang, who was carrying a basket in her hand. Tang Yue, Tang Xing, and Li Jianning were following her like three guardians.

Wang Dahua was dragged by her third daughter-in-law to Tang Dashan's place. She was so exhausted that she kept panting. She opened her thin lips and leaned on Tang Youcai, gasping.

"Happy New Year, bro..."

Tian Lanfang greeted Tang Youqing with a smile.

Compared with the villagers with rough skin and tanned faces, Tang Youqing was like a triton among the minnows.

He had fair skin and well-defined facial features. He was wearing a well-ironed tunic suit with two pens in his pocket. His hair was combed neatly. At first glance, one could tell that he was a government official.

Tang Youqing hurried to greet her and muttered to himself. Only Tian Lanfang and her companions were smiling. The faces of the women and men behind them were ashen. It didn't seem that they were here to pay a New Year's visit. They looked like they were here for a fight.

"Where's your father, Youqing?"

Shang Dongmei was a straightforward person. She had always been blatant with her words.

Of course, even if she was asked to speak properly, she was not that smart.

"Tell your father to come here!"

From her tone, it was obvious that she was looking for trouble.

Tang Youqing thought, "Who do you think you are? You're a shrew famous for hitting your man at home. How dare you make trouble at my house on the first day of the Spring Festival?"

Tang Youqing had always been welcomed by villagers with a smile, but now he flew into a rage.

"What do you want from my dad? Just tell me!"

"I'm not here for you. I need to talk to Tang Dashan!"

Shang Dongmei was irritated when Tian Lanfang mentioned the houses. She felt like venting her anger on anyone she saw. She looked like she wanted to roll up her sleeves, pull others' hair, and make a scene.

She had always been arrogant and domineering. As a senior daughter of her family, she was aggressive and didn't bother with others' feelings.

"Tang Dashan! Tang Dashan!"

She shouted loudly.

She was simply arrogant to the extreme.

Even if Tang Youcai, Shang Dongmei's husband, was a low-ranking official in the steel mill, he was just an ordinary worker. How dare she run to Tang Youqing and make trouble? She was making trouble for her man.

Tang Youqing was furious, and his face instantly turned livid.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tang Youcai squeezed out of the crowd in a panic and slapped Shang Dongmei on the arm, indicating for her to calm down.

"Tang Youcai, you're such a bastard. How dare you hit me!"

Shang Dongmei was a rough person. How could she know any manners?

She was so angry that she even forgot the purpose of coming to Tang Dashan's place.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

She took a few steps back and suddenly held her head with both hands before she rushed toward Tang Youcai.

Caught off guard, Tang Youcai staggered, screamed, and fell to the ground on all fours. The most miserable thing was that Wang Dahua, who was leaning on a crutch, was standing behind him. As he fell to the ground, Wang Dahua also fell to the ground.

She actually knelt along with that.

The villagers who were watching the fun laughed their heads off. Wang Dahua's face turned embarrassed and pale, and she didn't even dare to lift her head.

"Grandma, I know that you're here to pay New Year's respects to Uncle Dashan, but this is too much..."

Tang Yue chuckled and pulled Tian Lanfang into the house.

"Mother..."

Hu Caiyun hurriedly helped Wang Dahua up and slapped Tang Youde.

"You should follow Mrs. Tang..."

She was worried that Tang Youde and Tian Lanfang would really divorce.

She was the only one in the family who treated Tian Lanfang well.

"It's the New Year. Don't cry in front of my house. Go back!"

Tang Youqing was angry. He shouted at Wang Dahua, who was sitting on the ground and moaning non-stop. Then, he simply turned around and returned to the house.

After all, Wang Dahua was old and fell heavily. She gritted her teeth when a cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She was trembling with pain.

Of course, she didn't care about Tang Youde's business anymore and urged Hu Caiyun to take her back as soon as possible.

Shang Dongmei didn't give up until she reached her goal. She cursed and was about to walk into the house.

As soon as she reached the door, it hit her heavily on the head.

She screamed in pain and kept screaming with her hands covering her head.

Sitting in the house, Tang Dashan saw everything clearly.

He thought that Tang Youde was a good-for-nothing with bad conduct. He didn't know what he should do, and he came over to make trouble on the first day of the New Year.

Tang Dashan thought that such a person deserved to have a hard time.

"Uncle, Happy New Year. I should have come before the New Year. I've prepared food and wine, but Tang Youde stole the things and brought them to the widow's house..."

Tian Lanfang put the basket on the wall and greeted Tang Dashan warmly.

Tang Dashan was stunned.

Why was Lanfang different from before?

Not only did she like to dress up, but she also liked to smile. Why did she take the initiative to get close to him?