Chapter 141: Picking up garbage is not under the same roof

"Mom." Yang Bingrong saw that his mother looked much more haggard. His mother used to be fatter, but now she has lost a lot of weight.

"Are you going to give it to me or not?" Yang's mother stared at Yang Bingrong.

Yang Bingrong didn't have much money and was hesitating.

"Am I still your biological mother? Do you want to watch me starve to death?" Yang's mother said.

Yang Bingrong had no choice but to take out a hundred yuan from his pocket, but Yang's mother snatched the money away.

"From now on, you will have to pay pension every month." said Yang's mother.

Mother Yang looked around, took the money and left quickly, fearing that Miao Guifeng would find out.

Miao Guifeng didn't find Yang's mother, but someone else did. After Yang's family sold their house, they rented somewhere else, not here. But many people here knew Yang's mother, like Aunt Zhao.

After Aunt Zhao saw Yang's mother, she went to tell Miao Guifeng. When Miao Guifeng came out, Yang's mother had already left.

Miao Guifeng ran out immediately. She only saw Yang Bingrong but not Yang's mother.

"What is your mother doing here?" Miao Guifeng asked.

"My mother..." Yang Bingrong looked at Miao Guifeng, "How did you know she was coming?"

"Someone told me that," Miao Guifeng said, "Do you think I have so many eyes staring at you all the time?"

"Mom is..."

"She came to you to ask for retirement money, didn't she?" Miao Guifeng asked. "Did you give it to her?"

"I...my mother..."

"Just tell me whether you gave it or not? How much did you give?" Miao Guifeng said.

"One hundred." Yang Bingrong was afraid of Miao Guifeng.

When Miao Guifeng heard it was a hundred yuan, she went straight to Yang's mother. Miao Guifeng knew where the Yang family lived, and there was no way she would let them take advantage of her.

Mother Yang didn't expect Miao Guifeng to catch up so quickly. She had just returned home when Miao Guifeng came.

"Are you going to take it out, or should I go in and get something to pay for it?" Miao Guifeng sneered.

Mother Yang knew that if Miao Guifeng went in to get something, she would have to calculate the depreciation fee and so on, so she couldn't let her in. Miao Guifeng pushed the door open and was about to go in. Seeing this, Mother Yang hurriedly said, "Here you go, here you go."

Yang's mother was afraid of Miao Guifeng. The family was so poor that she could only go to Yang Bingrong. Yang Bingrong was a coward. Yang's mother thought Yang Bingrong was too hateful. Yang Bingrong didn't know how to control Miao Guifeng and let Miao Guifeng suffer so much.

"Alright." Mother Yang gave the hundred yuan to Miao Guifeng, "Originally, you should have paid for the retirement funds."

"The moment you wanted to sell Tianlang, you were no longer Tianlang's grandmother, nor my mother-in-law," Miao Guifeng said. "People like you don't even know how to appreciate others' kindness. You doted on your little son so much, and it's all because of you that he became like this. In our neighborhood, Shimu is one, and you are another. The two of you are the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix Chick."

After Miao Guifeng got the money, she looked at it and made sure that it was real, then she left.

After seeing Miao Guifeng leave, Yang's mother turned around and saw Lu Dongxiang.

"Hey, why are you standing here?" Yang's mother asked.

"If I don't stand here, where should I stand?" Lu Dongxiang rolled her eyes. "You go to your eldest son to ask for money. He gives it to you, but does he really want to? He's probably just waiting for Miao Guifeng to come and ask you for money."

It wasn't that Lu Dongxiang didn't want Yang's mother to take money from Miao Guifeng and his wife, but it was that Miao Guifeng and his wife would never give Yang's mother money. If it were her, she wouldn't give it, because it was Yang's mother who wanted to sell Yang Tianlang before. If Yang's mother failed to succeed and was discovered, then Yang's mother would have to be more cautious and shouldn't expect Miao Guifeng and his wife to be filial to her.

"If I don't ask him for money, the family will be broke," Yang's mother lamented. "We still have to pay rent every month."

Yang's mother thought that if she had kept an eye on Yang Bingliang earlier and Yang Bingliang had not done those wrong things, then they would still be living in their own house now and would not have to rent a house. Unfortunately, Yang's mother did not control Yang Bingliang well. She spoiled Yang Bingliang too much in the past, which led to Yang Bingliang making such a big mistake.

Initially, Yang Bingliang's parents didn't give all the demolition compensation to him. However, Yang Bingliang owed money outside, and as parents, they had to help their son pay it back. As a result, Yang Bingliang's parents were left with no money.

"Miao Guifeng and the others won't give you any money, so you can just sleep outside their door." Lu Dongxiang said, "My son doesn't live at home now. He works in a factory and lives in the factory dormitory to save on rent."

Lu Dongxiang felt so upset when she thought about this. She blamed Yang Bingliang for all the money, and Yang's parents for not keeping him in good control, which led to all this. Lu Dongxiang sometimes wanted to just run away, but if she did, what would happen to her son? Besides, Lu Dongxiang was already this old, where could she go if she ran?

In order to make ends meet, Lu Dongxiang had to go out to work. She recalled the days when they had just received the compensation for the demolition. They lived a very comfortable life during that period. They bought expensive clothes instead of cheap ones and could even eat out.

And now, people like Lu Dongxiang still have to worry about rent.

No, Lu Dongxiang thought she couldn't continue like this. She had to see if anyone needed a live-in nanny. If she did, she wouldn't have to stay here anymore. As long as she didn't live here, she wouldn't have to worry about rent. Lu Dongxiang had a place to eat and sleep, so Yang Bingliang let his mother take care of it.

The more Lu Dongxiang thought about it, the more she felt she was right. So, she really did become a live-in nanny and didn't go home. She believed that a rented house wasn't a home; it was a burden.

After Yang's mother learned that Lu Dongxiang was not living at home, she went to look for Lu Dongxiang.

"I need to work, and your grandson will have to get married in the future." Lu Dongxiang said, "How do you want to live your lives? You have to figure it out yourselves."

Since Lu Dongxiang said so, Yang's mother naturally didn't want to ask Lu Dongxiang for money.

Before that, Jiang Moli returned home and told Sheng Jiahao about He Jingxian.

He Jingxian and Wu Yicheng divorced, and Wu Yicheng had a child with another woman.

"Many men are like this. They say they don't want children, but they still want them." Jiang Moli gently patted the quilt on the bed. She lifted her long hair to see if it was dry after washing it. "It's difficult for women to have children when they are older. Men can still make younger women pregnant more easily."

"Their marriage is not stable," Sheng Jiahao said. "At the beginning, maybe the man wanted a household registration in Nancheng, and their relationship wasn't that good. He said he didn't want children, maybe because he felt that it was okay at that time. People's ideas change, and if they do, we can't always trust them."

"What about you?" Jiang Moli turned and looked at Sheng Jiahao.

"Me? I'm different from them." Sheng Jiahao said quickly, "Really different."

"Yeah." Jiang Moli nodded. "Wu Yicheng is such a jerk. If he wants to have a child with another woman, he can divorce her sooner."

"I'm reluctant, I guess." Sheng Jiahao said, "At first, you might think you don't have to have children, but once you have them, you might want to take it easy."

"So many at the beginning..." Jiang Moli said, "It doesn't look good at all when it's like this."

"It doesn't matter whether those people are good-looking or not." Sheng Jiahao said, "Many couples in the crew are unreliable. The probability of divorce is very high, very high."

"That's right," Jiang Moli said, "Popular stars fall in love and get married on the set, but some still get divorced later."

In her previous life, Jiang Moli knew several couples like this, and she also knew a couple like this in this life. The couple had a child together, and they divorced soon after, as if they got married just to give the child a birth that would not be criticized by others.

"Don't worry about them, that's other people's business." Sheng Jiahao said, "It's impossible for things to turn out like that between us."

"If we didn't have children, would you do the same?" Jiang Moli asked.

"No," Sheng Jiahao said, "If you want to see a child, my eldest brother and second sister both have children. Just look at their children. Besides, you gave birth. If I ask you what would happen in those hypothetical questions, would you believe me?"

"This..." Jiang Moli really didn't know how things would turn out.

"Remember to protect yourself." Sheng Jiahao said, "I would never do anything to hurt you, but what about others?"

Sheng Jiahao likes Jiang Moli very much, and it is still the same now.

"He Jingxian's ex-husband wasn't left with nothing," Jiang Moli said. "He still has a martial arts school and some savings."

"Don't expect a man to leave the house empty-handed. It's impossible." Sheng Jiahao said, "A man like this has either transferred his property or is about to die."

Sheng Jiahao, a man himself, knew that men were unlikely to be willing to give all their money to women. Saving enough money was difficult, and many people were reluctant to part with it. If they lost it, they might not be able to earn as much money as they did when they went to earn more.

"People with little money won't leave the house empty-handed. Many of those who say they want to leave the house empty-handed have hidden their property," Sheng Jiahao said. "That's just talk for the sake of it."

"you……"

"I may not agree with them." Sheng Jiahao emphasized.

"I know, I know." Jiang Moli said, "It means you really understand."

"This is a very simple matter," Sheng Jiahao said. "No one wants to give up their good life to go through hard times. Not many people are in love. Even if they are, they will keep it to themselves. After all, they are all getting divorced, which means that their other half is not their true love. Of course, they have to leave something for their true love."

Jiang Moli gave Sheng Jiahao a thumbs up and said, "Others say I'm rational, and I think you're quite rational too."

"It's not about rationality, it's a fact." Sheng Jiahao said, "Some people even make agreements before getting married. There are all kinds of things."

"Yeah." Jiang Moli nodded.

A few days later, Jiang Moli heard about Miao Guifeng and the Yang family. She just listened. Miao Guifeng was the heroine in the novel, and Jiang Moli didn't want to see her much or talk to her much. She thought she was just an ordinary person and couldn't understand the so-called protagonist's train of thought.

"She is so cruel to her parents-in-law, and she is not afraid that her son will follow suit." Jiang's mother sighed.

Jiang Moli had just sat down when she heard her mother talking about Miao Guifeng. She took a sip of milk.

"I think their Tianlang is like a rich young man now," Jiang's mother said, "He doesn't go out to work, but sits at home waiting for food."

"As long as Yang Tianlang doesn't start a business, invest, or gamble, the money will be enough for him to live on," Jiang Moli said. "He doesn't need to worry about so many things."

Yang Tianlang didn't gamble, but he did play games. Those games all cost money, even if they were said to be free. Yang Tianlang topped up a lot of money just to get a powerful account. But even if he topped up, others did too, so there were always people who were doing better than Yang Tianlang.

Yang Tianlang originally wanted to top up more money, but when he learned that Yang Bingliang had lost both his money and his house, Yang Tianlang became a little scared and didn't dare to top up much money in the game. Yang Tianlang knew that he could live so freely now because of the demolition money and his house.

"Indeed." Jiang's mother nodded. "He's not like his uncle."

It's not like Yang Bingliang hadn't considered contacting Yang Tianlang, but Yang Tianlang had always heard his mother tell him not to interact with people like her. Yang Tianlang refused to give Yang Bingliang money for investment. He didn't have much of a future, but he also couldn't just give his money away. "The demolition compensation and the house are all gone, and it's only been a short time," Jiang's mother said. "So much is gone, nothing is left. Yang Bingliang's son hasn't even gotten married yet, and the Yang family is just too accommodating to Yang Bingliang."

Jiang Moli heard from her mother that Sheng Haoxuan went abroad to study. Sheng Haoxuan was studying at a world-renowned school. Jiang Moli did not go to accompany him, but they hired someone to take care of Sheng Haoxuan.

Sheng Haoxuan didn't mess around outside. He would call home when he was free to reassure his family. Sheng Haoxuan was studying business administration, and he also had a double degree and took courses in other majors. Jiang Moli didn't interfere too much, and Sheng Haoxuan could study any major he wanted.

Old Mrs. Wen next door hasn't been feeling well lately, and many people have been coming in and out of the Wen family. Mother Jiang has been visiting Old Mrs. Wen. When she's lucid, it's okay for her to see her, but when she's lucid for a short time, it becomes harder for her to get by.

Those people from the Wen family are guarding Old Madam Wen. If Jiang's mother always goes there, they won't be allowed to get along with Old Madam Wen. This won't do.

In the evening, Jiang Moli asked Sheng Jiahao about the situation next door.

Old Mrs. Wen is older than Jiang's mother. Her health has been a little poor since the beginning of this year.

"It's probably going to happen in the next few days." Sheng Jiahao said, "Old Madam Wen has already hired a lawyer and made a will."

"Mom probably won't be coming over these few days." Jiang Moli said, "Those things are their family's business after all."

Jiang's mother has a very good relationship with Old Lady Wen, but it is impossible for Jiang's mother to get involved in those things.

"The Wen family's affairs are quite complicated," Sheng Jiahao said. "It's a good thing Mom doesn't go. Those people will take care of those matters. Old Madam Wen also has a will."

The people from the Wen family next door did not fight. When the lawyer read out Mrs. Wen's will, Jiang's mother was also called over.

Mrs. Wen's will stated that if she gave the house or jewelry to Jiang's mother, the Wen family would have concerns. Even if some people didn't have concerns now, they would have concerns when they fell into poverty. Mrs. Wen criticized her children and said that all the chickens and ducks in the yard should be given to Jiang's mother.

Those chickens and ducks are very common things, not particularly valuable.

When Mrs. Wen's children first saw Mother Jiang, they thought she was going to give her important money and real estate, such as the house she lived in. They didn't expect Mrs. Wen to just give her chickens and ducks. Mother Jiang didn't think the gift was particularly valuable; she thought the chickens and ducks were good enough.

Jiang's mother breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the lawyer read out the contents of the will. If it were just chickens and ducks, she could drive them into her own yard.

"Can I go now?" Jiang's mother asked.

"That's all for your part." The lawyer nodded.

Old Mrs. Wen had long known what kind of people her children were, so it was better for her not to give Jiang's mother anything else.

After Jiang's mother left, the lawyer continued reading the will. In it, Mrs. Wen taunted her children, saying they didn't need to slaughter the chickens and ducks to see if there were any gold nuggets hidden in their stomachs. Mrs. Wen and Jiang's mother were friends, and their friendship didn't need to be measured by money. Mrs. Wen didn't need to give Jiang's mother so many things.

Jiang's mother left early, so she didn't hear the rest of the will. She didn't know that Mrs. Wen had ridiculed her children again in the end of the will. Mrs. Wen had been dissatisfied with her children for a long time. When Mrs. Wen was still lying in bed, these people were thinking about how to deal with Mrs. Wen's inheritance.

Some people asked their children to ask Mrs. Wen, and Mrs. Wen knew what they were thinking.

From the beginning of the year until now, Mrs. Wen has been wondering if these people would just quiet down. They knew she was dying, yet they kept saying those things. This made Mrs. Wen very disheartened. Mrs. Wen donated some of her property to the country, and distributed some to her children and grandchildren.

There were several chickens and ducks in Mrs. Wen's yard. They were caught by the servants, and the lawyer asked the servants to send them to Jiang's mother.

Jiang Moli saw Jiang's mother and her people coming back with a lot of chickens and ducks, and she was puzzled, "From next door?"

"Yes," Jiang's mother said, "It's written in the will that all the chickens and ducks in the yard next door are for me."

"..." Jiang Moli really didn't expect that Mrs. Wen gave those chickens and ducks to Jiang's mother.

"These chickens and ducks are very good," Jiang's mother said. "We've raised them for a long time."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's very good." Jiang Moli nodded quickly. After all, it was a kind gesture from Mrs. Wen.

Old Mrs. Wen did not give Jiang's mother anything else because she knew that Jiang's mother did not need those things and there was no need for Jiang's mother to get into trouble.

The Wen family decided to sell the house. They didn't live here, and this was the house where the old lady had lived for many years. When they walked into the house, they felt a chill. In fact, there was nothing wrong with the house. It was just that these people were afraid of facing Old Lady Wen, so they wanted to sell the house.

In the evening, when everyone was having dinner together, Sheng Jiahao said something.

"The Wen family asked me if I wanted to buy the house next door," said Sheng Jiahao.

"Buy the house next door?" Jiang's mother was surprised.

"They can sell it at a discount," Sheng Jiahao said, "but the funds must be in place as soon as possible."

"Don't we have a place to live now?" Jiang's mother said.

"Buy it for Haoxuan," Jiang Moli said. "Many young people nowadays don't live with their parents. After getting married, they like to live alone."

"If you want to give it to Haoxuan, then you can." Jiang's mother said, "It's right next to it, very close."

"The price is high." Jiang's father said.

"Price is not an issue." Sheng Jiahao said, "Then buy it."

"Will there be any problems?" Jiang's mother asked. She was worried that if problems arose, it would be difficult to deal with.

"Not really." Sheng Jiahao said, "Just complete the formalities."

The Wen family is also a family that values ​​reputation. The transaction is a one-handed exchange of money and a handover of the house, and there will be no other problems afterwards.

"The yard next door is pretty good. We can raise chickens and ducks there, and grow some crops there." Sheng Jiahao said, "Didn't Xuanxuan always like watching his parents farm? From now on, let him do it himself."

Sheng Jiahao thought the house next door was okay and a good buy. Mrs. Wen was very old, so this was a happy funeral. That house wasn't haunted, so it was a good buy. As long as the price was right, he could buy it. If the price wasn't right, Sheng Jiahao wouldn't be a sucker.

"That's fine," Jiang's mother said, "Since you've decided, let's buy it."

Jiang's mother wanted to say that it must not be bought for her, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was unnecessary. Sheng Jiahao and Jiang Moli were not fools, they knew what to do.

"They're selling the house so soon? Don't they plan to wait a while?" Jiang's mother couldn't help but ask again.

"They may have other plans." Sheng Jiahao said.

"Mom, you don't have to worry so much." Jiang Moli said, "If the person who inherited the house decides to sell it, then sell it. If not to us, then sell it to someone else."

"That's right," Jiang's mother said. "They don't want this house anymore. They want to sell it. If they lower the price a little, they can still sell it."

"We didn't take advantage of them too much. They gave us the discount themselves." Jiang Moli said, "How could those people sell at such a low price? The price is always within their own acceptable range."

Those people were not Old Lady Wen, and Old Lady Wen did not sell the house to Jiang Moli and her husband in advance in order to avoid any problems.

Mrs. Wen was such a wise person that she couldn't have been unaware that selling some of her property directly to Sheng Jiahao and his wife would cause problems. The sincere friendship between Mrs. Wen and Jiang's mother didn't need to be involved in other matters.

The Wen family was quick to complete the paperwork after Sheng Jiahao agreed to buy the house. It wasn't that there weren't buyers for a house like this, but it might take a while. Leaving the house empty would also be a loss, and if they sold it, it wouldn't be easy to rent it out. The Wen family considered it a loss of rent for a while, so they sold the house quickly.

The furniture in the house is still there, and the flowers and plants in the yard are all in good condition.

The servants that Old Lady Wen had employed during her lifetime were no longer with them, and Sheng Jiahao and his wife had no plans to keep them. Since they weren't hired by the family, they were worried that if other problems arose, it would be difficult to handle. It would be better to let the Wen family handle it themselves. Sheng Jiahao told the Wen family that they had to handle it properly and not let those people come after him later.

The Wen family gave the servants some compensation, and the servants dispersed.

Jiang's mother went to the house next door and Jiang Moli stood beside her.

"It's for Xuanxuan, so it still needs to be redecorated." Jiang's mother said.

"Yes, we're talking about renovating it. He's abroad now. When he returns, we'll see what he likes." Jiang Moli said, "If he comes back, he'll probably live at home first. There's no rush to renovate it. We don't plan to rent it out."

Forget about renting it out, because you don’t know what kind of neighbors will come.

Jiang Moli thought they couldn't expect their neighbors to be perfect; a decent one would be enough. Even if Sheng Haoxuan lived in the house next door, it wouldn't be empty for many years. When Sheng Haoxuan came back from abroad and joined the company, it would be up to him whether to live at home or next door to give the child his own space.

As a mother, Jiang Moli tends to respect her children's opinions.

"Okay." Jiang's mother nodded. "It's so close, it's convenient to come and go. If I had known they were going to sell the house, I wouldn't have to drive those chickens and ducks back and forth."

"It's okay. You can buy a few more chicks and raise them over there," Jiang Moli said. "You don't have to work too hard. At night, it doesn't matter whether the chickens go to the henhouse or not. They won't disappear if they stay in the yard."

"Before, if you raised one or two chickens, you might have them stolen," Jiang's mother lamented. "Now, everyone's living conditions have improved, and there are fewer chicken thieves. There are a lot of wealthy people here, and thieves who come to steal things pay money instead of just taking a chicken home."

"How much is a chicken worth?" Jiang Moli said, "The chickens raised here are not particularly valuable. If they were valuable, they would really cost a lot of money."

When there are so many chickens, people can tell at a glance that they are just ordinary chickens. Rare chickens look different.

"There's a lot to eat now," said Jiang's mother.

"Of course." Jiang Moli said.

Jiang's mother planned to raise a few more chickens and ducks. She had no other hobbies, and Old Mrs. Wen was gone. It was nothing for Jiang's mother to want to raise a few more chickens and ducks.

Ever since Lu Dongxiang became a live-in nanny, Yang Bingliang had even less control. Yang Bingliang himself disregarded his parents' advice, gambling away every penny he had, always hoping to turn his life around. He didn't care what others thought; he simply believed he could turn things around. He knew he could do it.

Yang's parents had no other choice but to pick up scraps, hoping to make some money. Since Lu Dongxiang didn't live at home, Yang's parents simply rented a smaller house instead of the huge one.

"Don't go out gambling." Yang's mother said specifically when Yang Bingliang came back, "You can't get food by gambling."

"I didn't borrow money to gamble." Yang Bingliang said.

Yang Bingliang certainly didn't borrow money to gamble. He gambled away all his money, even losing it all. Yang Bingliang wasn't worried about having nothing to eat. After all, his parents were still around, and they would always give him something to eat when he returned.

The reason why Yang Bingliang became like this is related to his mother's doting on him.

"It's not a question of whether to lend you money or not. You gambled away all your money." Yang's mother said, "Your father and I are still alive and can still get you something to eat. When we're not around..."

"I have a child," Yang Bingliang said. "My son works and earns money."

"..." Yang's mother was in a complicated mood. Should she wait for her grandson to earn money for her son? Yang's mother felt that this was unreliable. Lu Dongxiang had already gone out to work as a live-in nanny. How could Lu Dongxiang's son possibly care about Yang Bingliang? "Don't even think about asking your son to earn money for gambling. He still has to get married and have children."

"I am his biological father. He has to give me food to eat. Isn't it okay if I don't use his money to gamble?" Yang Bingliang said.

Yang Bingliang felt that what he said made sense. He had been kind to his son, having given him many delicious foods over the years. Now, it was his son's turn to be filial to him.

"You're not even old enough to retire yet," Yang's mother said. "Don't ask your son for money."

"I didn't ask for it." Yang Bingliang said, "Don't you still have pensions? Do we still have food to eat?"

“…” Mother Yang was speechless when she heard this.

Yang's mother wondered how long she and her husband could live; it was difficult for them to change Yang Bingliang's mind. Yang Bingliang had gone through so much trouble, not borrowing more money, but simply gambling away all his money. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place, feeling a bit suffocated and yet able to breathe. No matter how many times Yang's mother warned him, it was no use; he would continue gambling.

A few days ago, Yang's mother went to see Lu Dongxiang and asked her to pay more attention to Yang Bingliang.

Lu Dongxiang said at the time: "He is your biological son. You can't control your biological son, so how can you expect me to control him? I can't control him!"

Lu Dongxiang was telling the truth. If she had truly been able to control Yang Bingliang, he wouldn't have lost so much money. She wanted to divorce him, but he didn't want to. She was also afraid he would do something else. The marriage still existed, but in name only.

A gambler who had lost both his demolition compensation and his house, Lu Dongxiang wanted nothing to do with Yang Bingliang. She told her son not to have any contact with him. If it weren't for the abundance of factories in Nancheng and its status as a major city, Lu Dongxiang would have wanted her son to move elsewhere.

Yang Bingliang did not go to his son to ask for money. If he had gone, Lu Dongxiang would have had to let his son go to another city.

Yang Bingliang's parents toiled collecting trash, earning little each month, and their age was a burden. Yang Bingliang didn't care; he just wanted to come home and have something to eat. If Yang Bingliang hadn't gambled and brought the money home, that would have been fine, but he simply didn't want to.

The family property was lost, but Yang Bingliang had no idea and became even more uncontrollable.

With his fortune gone, some people stopped playing with him. He now only gambled with less wealthy people, playing small stakes, hoping to get money from him. They didn't care whether Yang Bingliang's family felt good or not; they knew he had money on his side, and he kept losing it to them.

"Mom, I'm hungry." Yang Bingliang said to his mother.

What a sin, Yang's mother couldn't help but think so.

Yang's mother thought of Miao Guifeng and his wife. They hadn't squandered their family fortune, but they didn't provide them with any retirement money. Unable to get money from Miao Guifeng and his wife, Yang's mother had no choice but to go scavenging with her husband. At first, Yang's mother felt a little overwhelmed when she was scavenging, but what was the point? She still had to go through the trash cans and pick up scraps. Sometimes she had to compete with others for the scraps. If she was late, the scraps would have been taken away by others.

Yang Bingliang would only complain about being hungry and thirsty, and his mother had to wash his clothes. His mother had thought their home would be better off after the demolition, but who could have known it would turn out like this? It would have been better if the house hadn't been demolished. If it hadn't been demolished, at least they would still have their house.

Miao Guifeng and his wife's eldest son, Yang Tianlang, is still unmarried. Miao Guifeng asked someone to introduce a partner to Yang Tianlang. She chose a person who graduated from a junior college and worked as a nurse. Yang Tianlang only graduated from high school, but he was a demolition household and had money. Yang Tianlang just played games at home at most, and he didn't dare to recharge too much. Yang Tianlang didn't have big requirements for his blind date. He quickly established a relationship with the nurse, and the two were about to get married. Yang Tianlang thought this was great, as long as he didn't have to go out to work, which was better than anything else. And the nurse didn't think that Yang Tianlang had to go out to work. Yang Tianlang had demolition compensation and a house, and Yang Tianlang could indeed make a living by collecting rent.

Miao Guifeng and his wife naturally wanted to live with their son and daughter-in-law, and they had told the nurse this in advance, and the nurse had no objection.

The nurse and Yang Tianlang got married after knowing each other for more than a month. After they lived together, Miao Guifeng was still talkative and wanted the nurse to do more things. The nurse looked at Yang Tianlang and said that it was impossible for her to do so many things. She still had to go to work and had no time to wash dishes.

"I'll go wash." Yang Tianlang said.

"Let your wife wash it." Miao Guifeng said.

"Mom, I have to go to work." The nurse's name was Ge Huiqing. She said this directly, "Tianlang is at home all day, what's wrong with washing dishes?"

"He's a man, he..."

"Mom, I'll go wash." Yang Tianlang was still a little afraid of his wife.

"You don't have to wash it, I'll do it." Miao Guifeng said, "Whose daughter-in-law is like this..."

"Your daughter-in-law is like this," Ge Huiqing said. "If I didn't have a job, I would do it too. I still have to go to the hospital to work, and I have to work shifts. You all knew this before we got married."

Ge Huiqing knew Miao Guifeng favored boys over girls, but she wasn't afraid. As long as she didn't favor boys over girls and could control Yang Tianlang, that would be enough. As for Miao Guifeng's attitude, it obviously didn't matter. If Miao Guifeng wanted to say something, Ge Huiqing would just say Yang Tianlang.

Before the end of the year, Ge Huiqing asked Yang Tianlang to ask Miao Guifeng and her husband to move to another house. She was pregnant, and Miao Guifeng always made things difficult for her. She was in a bad mood, and it would affect the child.

"Whether the child is a boy or a girl is up to you. If it's a girl, don't be upset. It's your own fault," Ge Huiqing said. "I'm a nurse. I know all this stuff. Don't listen to your mother's foolish talk. Using folk remedies to make a child a boy is wrong. A boy is a boy, and a girl is a girl. Forcing a sex change and leaving the child neither boy nor girl later on is truly useless."

"I'll go talk to Mom and ask them to move out." Yang Tianlang said.

"If they don't move out, we can move out too," Ge Huiqing said. "With so many houses, we can live in one. We're all in the same neighborhood, so your parents can still come to our house. It's very convenient."

Ge Huiqing knows how to control Yang Tianlang. Yang Tianlang doesn't care about his three younger sisters. It's mainly because Miao Guifeng didn't do a good job, which made Yang Tianlang always think that it is natural for younger sisters to take care of their brother.

"Talk to your parents," Ge Huiqing said. "If your mother had a better temper and wasn't always like that, it would be fine, but the way she is now... Men and women are equal, boys and girls, they are all our children. Your mother treats your sisters badly, that's fine, but we can't treat our own children badly."

Yang Tianlang listened to Ge Huiqing and asked his parents to move out. Yang Tianlang meant that since Ge Huiqing couldn't move out while she was pregnant, his parents had to move out. In order not to upset her son, Miao Guifeng had no choice but to move out.

After Miao Guifeng moved out, she was still a little angry when she was cleaning the house.

"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have found such a wife for Tianlang." Miao Guifeng gritted her teeth, "It hasn't been long, and they've already kicked us out."

Ge Huiqing and Yang Tianlang had sex before they even got married, and now she's found out she's pregnant. The timing is right, but Miao Guifeng feels Ge Huiqing is too unrestrained.

Originally, Miao Guifeng thought Ge Huiqing was good, a nurse with a college degree. But now, Miao Guifeng just felt that Ge Huiqing was too calculating, and Yang Tianlang still listened to Ge Huiqing.

"I've come out now," Yang Bingrong said. "It's still the same neighborhood. We can still meet up often and go there."

"There are plenty of rooms over there, and they're all empty," Miao Guifeng said. "If they insist on us moving out, and I say a few words, isn't that for their own good?"

Miao Guifeng never thought that one day she would be kicked out by her son and daughter-in-law. The house is in her son's name, not in the name of Miao Guifeng and his wife. The house they live in now is in the name of Miao Guifeng and his wife, but it is smaller.

Miao Guifeng had previously thought that since this one house was small, she could just register it in her and Yang Tianlang's names, while the other houses were all under Yang Tianlang's name. Most of the demolition compensation was also deposited in Yang Tianlang's name. Miao Guifeng was worried that Yang Tianlang would end up like Yang Bingliang, so she would check the deposit slip from time to time and go to the bank to inquire about it.

The money was in Yang Tianlang's name, but some of the invoices and passwords were in the hands of Miao Guifeng and his wife. Yang Tianlang also had some money in his hands. When he got married, Miao Guifeng and his wife gave him a sum of money to prevent Yang Tianlang from being short of money.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, and they're asking us to move out right now without even saying they'll let us move out after the holiday," Miao Guifeng said. "They're deliberately trying to disgust us."

"We can still have the New Year's Eve dinner together." Yang Bingrong said.

"We can eat together?" Miao Guifeng asked. "Yes, we can eat together, but can it be the same?"

Miao Guifeng saw San Ya beside her and suddenly thought of something, "San Ya, you wouldn't be like your elder sister and find a man outside early, right?"