Zuo Ming's daughter-in-law spoke first.

"How do we know his money?"

"you do not know?

Well, then tell me, where did the money for your wedding come from? Where did you get the money to buy the bicycle, radio, and sewing machine in your home?

And what do you two use to buy the watches on your wrists and the new clothes you wear every quarter? Is it Zuo Ming's 18 yuan salary a month, or your lazy and unwillingness to earn money? Or is it your blood-sucking mother-in-law and your scoundrel brother who needs to give 10 yuan a month as a filial tribute?

Zuo Ming felt a chill on his back. He regretted that he should not have come here.

"I..., that's our family's business, and has nothing to do with an outsider like you."

Tang Ran looked straight at Zuo Ming.

"Zuo Ming, if you're still a man, don't hide behind a woman. I really despise you."

After Tang Ran said this, he took off his military jacket and handed it to Mao Xin. He also rolled up his shirt underneath. Apart from the shirt, he was only wearing a woolen vest.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing Tang Ran approaching step by step, Zuo Ming's wife was so scared that she stepped back repeatedly, crawling out of the military district gate and ran away.

Zuo Yuanze was dragged out of the door by Tang Ran.

"I'm just Tang Ran now, and I have nothing to do with the military district. Do you agree with what I just said?"

"Are you still a human being?"

"I'll take charge of that money. Consider it a one-time payment to buy out your brotherhood. Don't use this as an excuse to show up in front of him and disgust him in the future."

Tang Ran kept talking and punching hard. Maybe getting involved in other people's brotherly relationship was a thankless task, but Tang Ran couldn't just watch it. At the very least, he had to be true to his conscience.