Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife Chapter 412: The Han Family

The Han family was one of the most prominent and wealthy clans in the Imperial City, and Old Sir Han had just recently retired.

His son and grandson were now influential figures in the military. His eldest son, Han Chenyu, had been suffering from severe insomnia.

If Gu Jiaojiao hadn’t intervened and cured him, he would have had to retire in the pri of his life to recover from his illness.

Only Old Sir Han, his son, and his grandson knew of this great debt the Han family owed to Gu Jiaojiao.

Everyone in the Han family knew their patriarch had a sworn sister, but few knew why they had beco sworn siblings or even how old this "grandaunt" was.

Today was the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for family reunions, so Han Chenyu was also ho on leave.

Aside from the eldest grandson, Han Jingshen, who was away on a mission and couldn’t make it back, everyone else in the Han family was present.

In particular, the Han family’s two married daughters had both returned to their maiden ho with their husbands and children for the festival.

Old Sir Han had invited Gu Jiaojiao and her husband this ti precisely to use this opportunity for all the younger mbers of the Han family to et their "grandaunt."

The old madam of the Han family had been deceased for many years. The one managing the household now was the eldest daughter-in-law, Han Jingshen’s mother, He Yulan.

She was a very strict woman of fifty-two who had previously served in the military.

Two years ago, when her husband’s health declined, she took an age-appropriate retirent to manage the Han household.

She ran the household with an iron fist, not permitting anyone to misbehave on Han property. Even Old Sir Han’s own children greatly respected their eldest sister-in-law.

The Han family’s grandchildren were all terrified of her, regardless of whether she was their mother or their aunt. Even the children of the Han daughters were quite intimidated by their eldest uncle’s wife.

He Yulan rose at dawn to personally arrange the family banquet. She knew that the "grandaunt" arriving today was the savior of her father-in-law, her husband, and her son.

Therefore, she placed imnse importance on this eting. Though the Han family was powerful and wealthy, they didn’t eat at with every single al.

Eating at once a day was considered the mark of a top-tier household, as the Empire as a whole was still relatively poor and the economy had yet to fully develop.

Goods weren’t particularly expensive, but the common people had very little money. Pork was the most common type of at available.

Families that could afford at once every three to five days were considered well-off and living a good life.

In this era, the price of pork hadn’t yet inflated; it was only seven mao per jin. Of course, the pigs weren’t fed hormones either—they were all raised naturally.

It wasn’t just pork that was cheap; everything was inexpensive back then. Still, few families could afford to eat at regularly.

For less fortunate families, managing to have at once or twice a month was considered pretty good.

As for those who had it only once every few months, or not even once a year, they were commonplace.

Not everyone and every family lived the sa life; the gap between rich and poor has existed in every era.

Even within the sa city, the well-off could feast until their mouths dripped with grease, while the poor went with their stomachs rumbling from hunger.

It was a cruel reality, but one that had to be faced.

Yet for this one festival, the Han family had bought an entire pig, a dozen or so chickens, and two large grass carp. It was an extravagant affair.

This was more lavish than how most people celebrated the New Year. How could it not make others green with envy?

Unsurprisingly, this display from the Han family imdiately stirred up the entire neighborhood. Neighbors, from young children to grown won, would periodically poke their heads out to gawk.

When the won huddled together, the gossip would start. "Did you hear? You don’t think the Han family has so big shot coming over today, do you?"

"I haven’t heard anything. Maybe their daughters are just coming ho?"

"The Han daughters co ho every Mid-Autumn Festival. I’ve never seen them make such a huge fuss before!"

"Hmph! What’s the rush? We’ll find out when they start eating."

"Why wait until dinner? I happen to have so inside information. I heard their ’grandaunt’ is coming today."

"For real?"

"It’s the absolute truth. The youngest Han grandson is in the sa class as my son. He ntioned it a couple of days ago."

"Then why didn’t you say so sooner?"

"You never asked! Besides, I had no idea they were going to make such a big deal out of it. What was I supposed to say?"

"I can’t believe it. The Han family values this ’grandaunt’ so highly! Their own daughters aren’t even this fortunate."

"No kidding. This grandaunt of theirs must be soone truly incredible!"

The second child of the Han family, Han izhen, was the sa age as her sister-in-law, He Yulan. The family she’d married into had once been of even higher standing than the Han family.

However, they later fell on hard tis. It was only in recent years, with help from Old Sir Han and her eldest brother, that her father-in-law and husband were reinstated to their official posts.

She and her husband had just driven into the Han family’s courtyard in their sedan, bringing along their second daughter, her boyfriend, and their youngest son.

Her eldest daughter, who was already married with two children, had wanted to co as well, but there wasn’t enough room in their car.

The mont Han izhen stepped out of the car, she overheard the neighbors’ gossip. Having been proud and arrogant her whole life, there was no way she could tolerate that.

And so, filled with fury, she rolled up her sleeves, stord over to the dividing wall, and yelled up at them, "What nonsense are you all spouting?"

"Oh, listen to you! What departnt are you from? Is telling the truth not allowed anymore?" The neighbor, not one to be intimidated, imdiately shot back.

"You... you..."

"i Zhen, please don’t be rash. Don’t get worked up over sothing so trivial and upset your father," Han izhen’s husband said, pulling her back.

Han izhen glared at her husband, about to let loose a torrent of abuse, when she heard her daughter, Xu Lin, question her father first.

"Dad, how can you say that to Mom? It’s bad enough that those people are gossiping, but how dare they compare Mom to so old woman we’ve never even t!"

"Linlin is right. They can gossip about anyone they want, but they can’t make fun of ."

"i Zhen, you’re back. Hurry inside and have a seat. Dad and Old Han are already waiting for you in the living room."

Hearing the commotion, the matriarch of the Han family ca out with a smile and grabbed her fuming sister-in-law.

"Sister-in-law, let go of ! I’m going next door to beat that gossiping old hag." For the first ti, Han izhen had no intention of giving her esteed sister-in-law any face.

"Sister-in-law, please get i Zhen inside quickly," the Han son-in-law said, breathing a sigh of relief at her appearance.

"Auntie, please get my mom inside," the youngest son of the Xu family chid in, also thinking his mother was being too impulsive.

"i Zhen, if you don’t want to co inside, then you can go ho," Old Sir Han’s authoritative voice rang out.

"Grandpa, Dad, Mom, Grandaunt’s car is almost at the gate!" Han Jingyi shouted, running over breathlessly before dashing back out again.

"Chenyu, hurry and bring everyone out to welco your grandaunt." Old Sir Han, who had been stern-faced just a mont ago, now had a smile blooming across his features.

Gu Jiaojiao’s Range Rover Evoque, which Su Shuochi had modified, looked especially sleek and impressive for the tis.

"Wow, they really must be a big shot. I’ve never seen such a beautiful car in my entire life," the man of the neighboring house exclaid.

"Keep your voice down! That woman from earlier looked like she was about to jump over the wall and hit !" the woman of the house chided.

Su Shuochi drove while Gu Jiaojiao sat in the passenger seat. As their car pulled up to the entrance of the Han family’s courtyard, they saw a large crowd of people standing at the main gate.

When the crowd saw their car, they parted to make way, but Gu Jiaojiao felt it would be impolite to remain seated inside.