CHAPTER 431: CHAPTER 433 TRANSFER TO RED STAR PRODUCTION TEAM

Mr. Gao’s face turned iron blue with anger, while Old Lady Gao further fanned the flames, "Back when the war was raging, you actually believed her innocent act."

"Sun Dimei, I’m going to fight you to the death!" Li Shengmei’s mother charged at Old Lady Gao, looking ready to brawl.

However, the two old ladies didn’t actually come to blows, as everyone held them back. Mrs. Li broke down crying, "I have had enough, I have lived a life of integrity, yet Sun Dimei slandered me like this. If Sun Dimei doesn’t apologize to me today, I will hang myself in front of the Gao Mansion."

Mrs. Li got up and headed for the Gao Mansion with a rope in hand, as if intending to hang herself.

Old Lady Gao was taken aback; she certainly didn’t want Mrs. Li to actually hang herself at the old house and bring bad luck to the Gao family.

"Mom!" Li Shengmei hurried after her mother to stop her.

Everyone followed to dissuade her, while Mrs. Li cried out, "Don’t stop me, you won’t be able to if I want to die. I just want to die at the Gao Mansion and have the ancestors of the Gao family prove my innocence. Otherwise, I can’t live with myself, I won’t be able to rest in peace!"

Mrs. Li ran towards the Gao Mansion, so the battleground shifted from the Gao family’s location to the old house, with everyone following. Naturally, Old Lady Gao wouldn’t let Mrs. Li hang herself on her doorstep, so she rushed to prevent it, which led to the two old ladies scuffling.

Li Shengmei, of course, sided with her mother, while Gao Guofu pushed Lin Xuebi into the fray, turning the fight between Li Shengmei and Lin Xuebi.

"Enough!" Gao Guoqiang shouted.

Lin Xuebi’s face was bloody from Li Shengmei’s scratches, and Gao Guihua was even more outraged upon seeing this.

Old Lady Gao and Mrs. Li, both elderly, had run out of energy in their fight, but neither had made things easy for the other.

Li Shengmei was furious, "Auntie, you should speak with a conscience! What we do is seen by the heavens above—aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning? If anything happens to my mother, I will never forgive you. Try me if you don’t believe it."

"Mom, why don’t we move to the Red Star Production Team? I don’t want to stay in the Guangming Production Team anymore. It’s clear that everyone here favors your third brother’s family and doesn’t treat ours well." Gao Guihua, feeling bad for seeing Lin Xuebi beaten, suggested.

When Lin Xuebi thought about her son-in-law being the secretary of the Red Star Production Team, and considering that Gao Guoqiang didn’t want to be the captain anymore, and everyone was blaming them, she felt even more inclined to move to the Red Star Production Team.

After all, the Red Star Production Team was not like before—it was now her son-in-law who had the final say. So Lin Xuebi said to Gao Guofu, "Father-in-law Jianmin, let’s move to the Red Star Production Team. Look at their attitude, they’re all siding with your brother and look at us with resentment."

Gao Guofu looked at everyone’s angry faces and then at Wang Xueyong, and he too thought it best to move to the Red Star Production Team, where his son-in-law and daughter were.

The Gao Mansion had deteriorated over the years, and moving to the Red Star Production Team, they could ask their son-in-law for a large piece of land to build a spacious house. They could return there for celebrations.

Mainly because Gao Guofu had been in the city for so many years and still couldn’t become a city person, and as he was getting older, he still preferred the countryside lifestyle of raising chickens and farming. Although he liked the city too, the occasional return wasn’t bad.

But now, they had obviously offended the Guangming Production Team, not only falling out with Gao Guoqiang but also offending Gao Guoqing and his family, and Li Shengmei’s side. Gao Guofu felt it might be better to transfer their household registration to the Red Star Production Team.

So Gao Guofu directly asked Wang Xueyong, who was somewhat troubled. He was reluctant to have his in-laws move to the Red Star Production Team, but with Gao Guofu, Lin Xuebi, and Gao Guihua all looking at him, Wang Xueyong knew he couldn’t refuse.

Transferring household registration was indeed something the secretary could decide, but at that moment, Wang Xueyong was extremely frustrated.

When people from the Guangming Production Team heard that Gao Guofu and Lin Xuebi wanted to transfer their registration to the Red Star Production Team, they all agreed, even Secretary Cheng directly said to Wang Xueyong, "Since the in-laws of Secretary Wang have such intentions, why doesn’t Secretary Wang fulfill your in-laws’ wishes? They’ve already incurred public anger in the Guangming Production Team, and it’s not suitable for them to stay here."

Old Lady Gao was unwilling, "I’m not leaving, I’ll die here. This is my home, why should I be driven away?"

Lin Xuebi blurted out decisively, "It’s fine if Mom stays in the Guangming Production Team, just the household registrations of Guofu, Jianmin, and mine should be transferred to the Red Star Production Team."

Where would Old Lady Gao agree to that? She wanted to stick with her youngest son at all costs and wasn’t willing to be separated from him. So Old Lady Gao told Gao Guoqiang, "Give me your money, I’ll leave you the old house, I’ll transfer to the Red Star Production Team, and from now on, I’ll have nothing to do with you as a son. We’re cutting ties."

The crowd was once again shocked.

"Heh, we don’t have the money, nor do we want the old house," sneered Zheng Xianghong. They had no intention of paying for the old house, and who knew if Old Lady Gao would want to come back after selling it off. After all, Old Lady Gao was Gao Guoqiang’s birth mother. Even if she had said hurtful things, if Old Lady Gao used her death as a threat, they really couldn’t do much about her.

"You don’t want to live in the old house, then give it to the production team. We have our own place to live; we don’t need the old house," Gao Guoqiang said.

Old Lady Gao was outraged. Gao Guihua said, "Granny, if you don’t want the old house, give it to the production team. Once we’re in the Red Star Production Team, we’ll build a new house. Moreover, the Red Star Production Team has housing; they built quite a few for the educated youth and there are still some vacant."

Lin Xuebi glared at her daughter; she wanted to keep Old Lady Gao there, but her daughter was being generous.

Of course, Gao Guihua was being generous, exuding confidence, and she carried her chin high when facing the people from the production team with her majestic stance.

After all, Gao Guihua didn’t want others to look down on her or her maternal family, so she generously offered the old house to the production team.

Gao Guofu and Lin Xuebi didn’t say anything more since the old house was indeed old, and they had seen the new quarters for the educated youth at the Red Star Production Team.

But having moved to the Red Star Production Team, they were more eager to secure a piece of land to build their own large courtyard.

Thus, Gao Guofu and Lin Xuebi swiftly released the old house to the Guangming Production Team, and Lin Xuebi even made another condition—that Gao Guoqiang could not be the captain.

"Heh," Zheng Xianghong scoffed, "Our Guoqiang didn’t want to be captain anyway, certainly not because of you."

"I’m not going to be the captain anymore," Gao Guoqiang stated once more.

Watching the situation spiral out of control, Wang Xueyong didn’t know what to say anymore. He was at a loss about how to handle his parents-in-law, who were always holding them back.

So with Wang Xueyong and Secretary Cheng involved, the household registrations of Gao Guofu, Lin Xuebi, and even Old Lady Gao’s were transferred to the Red Star Production Team.