Chapter 2: Demolition News

Having just fallen asleep only to be woken up again, An Songxiang was truly irritable and restless.

However, seeing that she wasn't the only one sitting in the living room, An Songxiang had no choice but to temporarily restrain her temper.

An Songyu took two deep breaths, struggling to steady her mind before looking at the others in the house.

Her parents, older brother, and younger sister all had faces at least twenty years younger than she remembered, overlapping with the faces in her memories.

It left An Songyu in a momentary daze.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu..." An Jianping’s steady voice called out, bringing An Songyu back to her senses.

An Songyu pulled herself together and looked at them.

But her previous expression had already given An Jianping and his wife some ideas.

Seeing that An Songyu still hadn't spoken after a long while, An Jianping hurriedly tried to soothe her

"Xiaoyu, don't overthink your brother buying a house."

"Although our family really did empty out our savings this time, as long as we sell the foundation of our old home, it will basically be enough."

"There are no outside debts, both your mom and I are working, and your brother will also chip in a bit when the time comes."

"As long as you wait a little, your dowry definitely won't be lacking."

An Songyu didn't know why, but her nose instantly felt sore.

She fought back tears and called out softly

"Dad..."

Yes, in her past life, even under such pressure, her father had managed to do all of this.

Seeing the softening in their daughter's attitude, An Jianping and his wife both breathed a sigh of relief.

Bi Lizhu even added, half-jokingly and half-reproachfully

"Xiaoyu, you really!"

"Mom and Dad only raised the three of you siblings, how could we not wholeheartedly prepare for you?"

"You had to start a family meeting just for this?"

The soreness in An Songyu's eyes vanished a little.

She looked at the faint reproach visible on her mother's face and pursed her lips slightly.

As the saying goes, everyone has their strengths and weaknesses.

In her mother's heart, let alone her, even if she and her sister were added together, they couldn't compare to their only son.

But to say she was someone who favored boys over girls?

She couldn't be entirely labeled as such; she was just... a relatively traditional woman.

She believed that a son was the only one who could provide for their old age.

And in her previous life, her brother had indeed done just that.

Thinking of this, An Songyu suddenly felt a sense of relief.

After all, when she thought back to when she woke up, she was already not much younger than her mother's current age.

And her mother, who was still alive at that time, besides occasionally helping the two sisters, had truly followed her long-held belief and let her son take full responsibility for their care.

With this thought, An Songyu no longer delayed. She looked at her family solemnly and asked

"Dad, do you know about the demolition plans near our old home?"

Hearing his daughter bring this up, An Jianping nodded first before asking

"It's still half a village away, why would you suddenly ask about that?"

An Songyu didn't answer her father's question, but continued

"Do you know what the demolished land is going to be used for?"

"The land after demolition? I heard they are going to build a new district. Right now it's all factory buildings, mainly for clothing, I think?" An Jianping looked at his wife beside him, feeling a bit uncertain.

Bi Lizhu also nodded. In recent years, the clothing industry in Nancheng had been booming.

Not to mention anything else, even her younger sister back home had made so much money wholesaling that her hands were soft from counting it.

"Then, have you and Dad been to see the area?" An Songyu took a deep breath, looked at her father, and asked the most critical question

"After those factories are built, will there be enough space for transporting goods?"

The rest of the An family looked at each other, confused.

An Songyu looked at them, bit her lip slightly, and said

"Dad, Mom, Brother, Songxiang!"

"Two days ago, while I was at work, I accidentally overheard some news at the hotel. I don't know if it's true or false."

"What news?" The others in the An family weren't stupid.

Thinking of the questions An Songyu had just asked, they couldn't help but clench their fists slightly as they inquired.

"I heard that near that large factory area, the government seems to be planning a logistics distribution center," An Songyu said, following her memories from the future without a hint of hesitation.

"What?" The rest of the An family exclaimed in disbelief.

Fortunately, in the neighboring house, the sound of the TV show *My Fair Princess* was playing loudly, so no one noticed the excessive noise from this family.

"Xiaoyu... are you telling the truth?" Bi Lizhu stood up in a panic, paced around twice, and licked her lips.

She continued, sounding somewhat flustered, as if explaining or asking

"After all, such important news... if it could be heard just like that at a hotel..."

"I didn't just hear it randomly!" An Songyu quickly shook her head to deny it, her mind racing.

Combining it with her current internship, she had a flash of inspiration

"A very imposing person came to check into the hotel and happened to leave his ID card at the front desk."

"The man hadn't gone far, so our shift leader told me to take the ID and chase after him."

"By the time I caught up, he had already gotten into the elevator."

"I checked the floor number and followed him up."

"That's when I realized he was staying on the top floor of our hotel."

"When I caught up, I heard him talking to someone on the phone, mentioning that the newly approved clothing factory was almost finished, and saying that there was no need to worry about logistics."

"The government intends to build a logistics distribution center nearby."

"But there's no guarantee the clothing factory will be near our old home..." Bi Lizhu added subconsciously.

However, she saw the other three in the family all looking thoughtful.

Bi Lizhu frowned. If she had been thirty percent convinced by the news her second daughter had overheard, at this moment, it had turned into complete disbelief.

But before she could speak, An Jianping suddenly said: "Two days ago, I called the village, intending to have your uncle help me ask about the price of the homestead."

"But your youngest uncle called me that evening, asking if I was in a hurry for money."

"He said if I was just in a hurry for money, he would be willing to lend me some."

"And he also said that his family is preparing to build on the homestead near the fish pond, and asked if we were going to tear down that dilapidated house on our old foundation and rebuild it too."

"If we were going to build, he could negotiate the material prices together!"

The youngest uncle?

An Songyu's heart stirred. If one were to talk about the most successful person in the entire An family—before An's youngest uncle's fruit chain stores opened all over Shuncheng—it would definitely have been her father.

But in the years that followed, the youngest uncle not only caught up from behind, but his business grew larger and larger.

He had always been very humble, saying he was just someone who sold and wholesaled fruit, and that he only earned hard-earned money.

Besides that, the youngest uncle also had a huge orchard back in their hometown.

But in the first half of this year, he had been continuously contracting fish ponds, flower fields, and mulberry forests.

He had even applied for another piece of land in his daughter's name, as well as his parents' old house.