Pursuing Her Best Friend after Confession Failed

Li Yuan, along with Bai Weixi, left the supermarket and headed straight back to the old home in Banxu Town.

As soon as they got out of the car, Li Zixia eagerly ran over to greet them:

"Welcome home, Weixi."

Li Yuan’s other cousins also came over to greet them, especially the younger ones who immediately called out, "Sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law is here? Are you celebrating the New Year with us today?"

"Sister-in-law, have a seat, try some sunflower seeds!"

Being called "sister-in-law" by Li Yuan’s cousins made Bai Weixi blush, her expression shy yet joyous, as she greeted them in return.

Li Yuan unpacked the premium snacks and fruits they bought and announced:

"Zixia, Xingxing, Junjun, your sister-in-law got you lots of snacks and fruits from the supermarket, come and have some."

"Wow, durian, cherries, cherry tomatoes... all my favorites, thank you, Weixi!" Li Zixia accepted the fruits with excitement, smiling brightly.

"I picked them just for you, eat as much as you like!"

Bai Weixi smiled sweetly, having remembered Li Zixia’s likes from their interactions in Modu, such as the snacks and fruits she favored...

...

Thanks to Xia Qin and a few aunts’ diligent efforts, a big table of dishes was quickly prepared, with over twenty dishes in total.

In the rural luxurious villa, the ground floor featured a large luxurious living room, furnished with a massive round table.

Li Yuan looked at his big family before him, feeling a sense of pride.

In his previous life, he didn’t fare well; though he joined the system, his background as a third-generation farming family left him without connections, ambition unfulfilled, and not even a thought of bringing glory to the family.

Perhaps, behind his back, there were many gossiping.

But this life is already entirely different.

At this moment, his status here is unshakable by anyone.

The six bottles of Maotai, over three thousand yuan each, on the table were a real reflection of this.

To Uncle, his brothers, and other true-blue farmers, if not for Li Yuan, they probably would never have tasted Maotai in their lives...

In Dali Village, each family has about six or seven mu of land, and an annual harvest couldn’t afford two bottles of Maotai.

So, they wouldn’t be willing to drink it.

During regular village events, the cigarettes used were still the local Huangshan at seven yuan per pack, and the liquor was merely the locally produced "seed liquor" at twenty to thirty yuan per bottle...

But now?

Li Yuan, as the "Liquor Commander," raised his glass and looked at the big family before him.

Though their education level is low, with no background and an ordinary family, unable to provide any help.

But he knew a principle: "One man’s excellence requires the support of friends, a fence needs three stakes."

In the countryside, no matter how wealthy, if there aren’t many family members, there would be no significant voice, and potential bullying exists.

Unless completely disconnected from the village and settling in a big city.

Li Yuan raised his glass and slowly began:

"Grandparents, Uncle, Second Uncle, Uncle, cousins... Thank you for giving me face, gathering for a meal on this rare New Year’s Eve..."

"I hope, with our collective effort, our Li Family will thrive more and more."

"Come, let’s all drink this toast."

Li Heng felt immense pride hearing Li Yuan’s words, with an unbroken smile on his face.

Over these six months, he experienced firsthand what "a father is honored by his son’s success" meant, gaining respect wherever he went, an experience he never had before, even half way through life...

"Come, cheers!"

"Our Old Li Family has truly hit the jackpot with a child like Yuan."

"With Yuan around, our big family can undoubtedly have a good life; under his guidance, our days will surely prosper more."

"Yes, Yuan has made it big, you must help your brothers and sisters in the future. We are one big family, with unbreakable blood ties, and must stick together..."

With Li Yuan’s words, uncles, cousins, and siblings all stood up together, raising their glasses.

Adult men drank the white liquor, while the women had juice and other drinks.

Listening to the family’s compliments, Li Yuan felt slightly elated.

At this moment, he somewhat understood the saying, "To be rich and not return home is like wearing brocade at night."

This kind of fulfillment on a spiritual level surpasses any admiration and praise outside, providing a greater sense of achievement.

Though their academic and cultural level is low and they lack status and identity.

But this feeling of leading a family to prosper is entirely different.

Li Yuan suddenly recalled the scenes frequently seen in his previous life of large families, with hundreds of members, celebrating the New Year together.

Back then, he felt that such a family, as long as united, would certainly face no bullying locally.

Looking at the big family before him, an idea sprouted in his mind.

With his current capabilities and insights, there’s no reason he can’t establish such a large family in the future.

Money isn’t the issue, neither is the direction of development, and making money is definitely not a problem.

As long as they’re willing to follow his arrangements, surely, they’d all thrive in the future, enjoying life to the fullest together.