"Sure, we just have to shell out the money; the rest is up to Third Uncle."

"Don’t worry. I’m not doing this alone; I’ll just hire someone. Xiao Yi, Xiao Wan? Do you want to be involved?"

"Of course, how could this happen without us? When we get back, I’ll pick out a couple of pieces for Third Uncle, and I’ll take care of it myself," Lin Wan said with a smile.

"Alright, give them all to me. I’ll make sure to sell them at a good price for you. Oh, by the way, has the eldest family discovered anything about this?"

"No, although Xiao Chi is suspicious, he knows we’ve sold the items. They’re hard to find, so he can only sigh privately; what else can he do?" Liang Qian secretly chuckled for a long time. Xie Lingzhi has played the role of a filial daughter-in-law all her life in front of the elderly, but in the end, she got nothing out of it.

Although they managed to get this heap of stuff, the son didn’t want to keep them himself. Alas, if he doesn’t want to keep them, then so be it.

"Xiao Wan, I heard you bought a few stocks. How’s it going, have you sold them?" Chen Haichang frequently met up with the two of them and knew that Lin Wan had purchased some stocks. He had been following them, and those stocks had gone up nicely. If the investment was high, it’s worth more than an antique."

"I’ve sold two stocks; there are still three I haven’t sold yet. I’m planning to sell them at the end of the year," Lin Wan said. She was familiar with these stocks in her past life, and their trend is exceptionally good. Buying stocks relies on her past life’s memories; beyond that, she’s not sure which stocks are good. She’s just putting in heavy investments now, planning to make a profit and then stop playing this game."

She made over 200,000 from selling those two stocks, and she estimated that when she sells the remaining three, she could earn over a million.

"I bought two stocks as well, made a little, but it wasn’t much. Will those three stocks of yours continue to rise? If they do, I’ll buy some too," Chen Haichang said, showing interest.

Lin Wan knew they would rise; otherwise, she wouldn’t have waited until now. Hu Dong and her cousin followed her lead and bought some too. Hu Dong invested a lot of money and made quite a lot, while her cousin entrusted her with money to buy stocks, earning several thousand. Her cousin still hadn’t warmed up to the money when she made up her mind to give it to Lin Wan again, asking her to help buy another stock. After selling the remaining three stocks at the end of the year, her cousin could earn another 20,000 to 30,000. But after this time, Lin Wan decided not to play anymore, nor did she want her cousin to continue, as future results were uncertain.

"You can still invest some, but sell them along with me in a few months. I foresee those stocks fluctuating greatly after the new year," Lin Wan said thoughtfully, offering her analysis.

"Include me too, will you? I’m getting married soon, and there are plenty of places where I need money. I should at least save some for my son’s future," Mei Lang Jun said. Over the years, he hadn’t saved much, but he had at least ten thousand.

"Sure thing. Want to mention it to Sister Xiao Jia?" Xiao Wan teased.

"No, no need, just a matter of months," Mei Lang Jun scratched his head self-consciously.

He dared not tell Tao Jia; if she knew, she definitely wouldn’t let him recklessly invest money. Basically, stocks could ruin him if handled poorly.

Lin Wan smiled and shared her three stocks with them, and by the next day, both rushed off to queue up for stocks.

Lin Wan and Han Yi took the kids on a tour of the Capital City, visiting Tiananmen Square and the Forbidden City. On the third day, after greeting Mei Shuping, they returned to Z City.

Meanwhile, Lin Wan’s factory was being urgently renovated; she checked and estimated it would take another two or three months. It seemed she was too impatient, predicting it would be winter before it’s ready.

After returning, Lin Wan sent two items to Chen Haichang, who also returned to the port on the day they left. He had doubled the size of his fabric factory over the past two years, introducing many high-quality fabrics and constantly researching new designs.

Now, he’s involved in several charitable activities, holding a respected position at the port. He’s planning to help build roads in mountain areas, having scouted those places in advance.

While they didn’t want to keep those things to themselves, the things they gave away could bring other benefits in return.

After clearing her own family’s matters, Lin Wan and Han Yi discussed taking the kids on a trip to S City. A notice arrived this year about an acquisition on a property she bought a few years ago, which was scheduled for reconstruction. Lin Wan and Han Yi visited the site; the notice stated compensation of two suites for one, plus an additional 30,000 yuan.

Some residents didn’t agree with the compensation and were currently disputing with the developer.

Lin Wan hadn’t expressed her stance, waiting for the final negotiation results.

This issue was expected to take a few months to resolve. Initially rented out, the demolition notice prompted her tenants to start looking for new accommodations.

The house had to remain vacant.

Just as the couple finished dealing with family matters, preparing to visit Grandma in S City, disaster struck. While tidying up for their trip the next day, a late-night call from the mother-in-law came; Grandma was failing.

Han Yi didn’t wait for dawn; they immediately drove to Mom’s place to pick up the kids, heading straight back to S City overnight.

It’s all her fault; she got caught up in the property demolition, delaying their trip. Now she couldn’t even see Grandma one last time. Han Yi was deeply saddened, having grown up with Grandma and felt the strongest bond with her. Not being at her side during her illness made him feel guilty, and now he couldn’t even bid farewell, intensifying his sadness and self-blame.

Nearing S City, Han Yi suddenly stopped, holding onto her and crying fiercely. The kids sat quietly in the backseat, too startled to speak; they’d never seen Han Yi cry like this.

Honestly, it was her first time seeing Han Yi cry so heartbrokenly.

Lin Wan didn’t offer consolation, instead embracing him, silently accompanying him.