I'm back in 1990

Chapter 1049: Dating is not illegal

Just as the two brothers were talking, their third uncle, Huang Xiaochuan, and his family arrived, except this time they had an extra temporary member.

Originally, Huang Xiaochuan didn't want to bring August along and had a postpartum nanny take care of her at home, but Huang Ruiying insisted on bringing her. Moreover, Huang Zeji actually shared the same opinion as his sister. Seeing that the two siblings were of one mind and had a firm attitude, Huang Xiaochuan had no choice but to agree.

However, he had made it clear to the two children beforehand that since they were the ones taking care of August, August would be their responsibility once they arrived at their grandparents' house, and they shouldn't expect anyone else to look after her.

"Oh! Let me hug you!" Jiang Rong ran over to hug Xiao Bayue as soon as she saw him; she adored the little guy.

Seeing this, Lao Huang's face fell, and Zeng Lijuan also frowned. She had told them to send the little guy away immediately, but why didn't they listen and bring him here?

"Dad! Second Brother!" Huang Xiaochuan greeted Lao Huang and Huang Erhe.

"Didn't I tell you to get rid of this little guy as soon as possible?" Old Huang pointed unhappily at Little August, who was being held in the arms of his eldest daughter-in-law, Jiang Rong.

Huang Xiaochuan laughed and said, "The police will have some leads soon, and someone will come to pick them up."

Hearing this, Lao Huang and Zeng Lijuan naturally couldn't say anything more. After all, their youngest son was already so grown up, and he had his own reasons for doing things. There was no point in them saying anything more.

However, Zeng Lijuan still complained a few times: "What are those police officers doing? They've dragged out such a small matter until now without any results. It's really annoying."

Huang Xiaochuan chuckled but didn't respond. He knew his mother's temper; she'd just grumble a few words and then move on.

Sure enough, Zeng Lijuan stopped talking about it and even hugged Xiao Bayue.

Huang Xiaochuan was very supportive when he learned that his nephew had gone to school to register on his own. He felt that boys should not be spoiled. Fortunately, although the Huang family's children were much better off than other children in terms of material conditions, they were not spoiled.

However, he still gave Yu Xiang a wink, and Yu Xiang immediately understood.

She called Huang Zemian over to her and handed him a bank card.

Unexpectedly, Huang Zemian did not take it: "Third Aunt, Third Uncle, I won't take it. I have money, and my grandparents have already given me some."

Huang Xiaochuan advised, "I know you don't lack money, but what's yours is yours, what your grandparents gave you is what your grandparents gave you, and what your third aunt and I gave you is what you should keep for when you need it in the future."

Old Huang also advised his eldest grandson: "If your third uncle gives it to you, just take it. As the ancients said, one should not refuse a gift from an elder. This is a rule that has been passed down for thousands of years."

Hearing this, Zeng Lijuan, who was holding her grandson, also asked her eldest daughter-in-law to persuade her grandson.

"Jiang Rong, please let Mianmian accept this! It's a token of his affection from his third uncle and aunt."

But Jiang Rong felt a little embarrassed. Over the years, her family had received several sums of money every year, all of which came from the returns on funds and investment trusts established by her brother-in-law in their family's name.

Therefore, Jiang Rong's family is very well-off financially and never has to worry about money. Where does all this come from? It's all from her brother-in-law. So when her brother-in-law wanted to give her son money again, Jiang Rong felt really bad.

However, after repeated persuasion from his family and the insistence of his third uncle, Huang Zemin had no choice but to accept the bank card. He then immediately gave the card to his mother, Jiang Rong.

He knew there must be a lot of money on the card his third uncle and aunt had given him, and he didn't want to bring it to school to avoid trouble.

Besides, he doesn't need it now.

Thanks to his mother's education, he never developed a habit of extravagance. Although he never lacked pocket money, it's worth noting that his grandparents had a remarkably consistent attitude towards giving him pocket money. When he was in elementary school, other students only received five or ten yuan in pocket money, but his grandparents gave him a thousand yuan every Monday—five hundred yuan from his grandfather and five hundred yuan from his grandmother.

Moreover, during the Lunar New Year, he received so much lucky money that his mother never confiscated it like other parents would. Instead, she let him do what he wanted with it, although he saved most of it at her suggestion.

Over the years, he has accumulated more than three million yuan in savings in his account.

Since his mother took care of all his needs, including food, clothing, housing, and transportation, he basically didn't have any expenses. He would only buy some figurines or similar items that he liked.

Moreover, after his third uncle found out, he sent him a huge pile of figurines, including many limited editions, making him the top figurine collector in Shanghai, and the youngest one at that.

So for him, money is just a number, something that has some value when buying things.

He had just handed the bank card given to him by his third uncle and aunt to his mother when his phone rang.

He had just handed the bank card given to him by his third uncle and aunt to his mother when his phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID; it was his classmate Cui Ya calling. He pressed the answer button.

A clear, crisp voice instantly reached his ears: "Huang Zemin, I heard you're leaving tomorrow?"

Since the two had maintained a relatively harmonious relationship during high school, Huang Zemian truthfully replied, "Yes, my flight is tomorrow morning."

On the other end of the phone, Cui Ya asked, "What time is the flight tomorrow morning? Which airport terminal?"

"7:50, Hongqiao Terminal 1."

"knew!"

Huang Zemian immediately guessed Cui Ya's thoughts: "Don't come to see me off. I'll message you after I register."

"Hahaha, you wish! Who said I was going to take you? I was just asking." Cui Ya on the other end of the phone didn't admit it, but then hung up.

Upon hearing this, Huang Zemian felt a sudden emptiness in his heart.

Seeing her son staring blankly at his phone, Jiang Rong asked him, "Who called?"

Huang Zemin was jolted back to reality by her mother's words: "Ah, it's a call from a high school classmate."

Seeing this, Jiang Rong didn't suspect anything and went to play with Xiao Bayue again, because the little guy was awake now and in particularly good spirits, which was a good time to play.

However, Huang Ruiying, who was standing to the side, did not intend to let her cousin know. When Huang Zemin was on the phone earlier, this girl quietly ran behind him to eavesdrop, and she was certain that it was a woman calling.

She immediately told Jiang Rong, "Auntie, a woman called my brother. My brother is in trouble."

Huang Zemin blushed immediately and quickly retorted, "Don't talk nonsense, he's just a high school classmate."

Huang Ruiying looked at her with disdain: "Huh? What are you afraid of? Honestly, you're not breaking any rules or laws by dating, so just date! Why won't you admit it?"

Huang Zemian's face flushed red: "Who's in a relationship?"

Jiang Rong was overjoyed and pointed at Huang Ruiying, laughing, "You have such a big mouth!"