"Then, should we—"

"No."

Xu Manzhi looked up.

She expressed her thoughts.

Xu's mother had been kind to the original owner, but the way to repay her didn't necessarily have to be with money or goods. If these things were sent to Xu's mother, she wouldn't get a single penny.

Either Xu Guidao embezzled it all, or she gave it to her children at home.

It would be pointless and would only bring her unnecessary trouble.

Human nature is inherently greedy.

Wealth gained suddenly is rarely cherished.

If one day Xu's mother really needs her help, she wouldn't mind lending her a hand.

Yan Lin's eyes were filled with surprise.

He hadn't expected that Xu Manzhi was so knowledgeable, even knowing the intricacies of human nature. Suddenly, she became another figure in his heart.

"Don't worry, I will cherish it." He suddenly stopped and said with a serious expression.

Xu Manzhi covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Without hesitation, she hugged his waist, nuzzled against his chest, tilted her head back, and smiled at him, saying, "You have to keep your word, or I won't be so easy to bully~~~"

No joke.

Zun Du Zun Du.

Yan Lin's eyes relaxed as he gently ruffled her black hair, nodded, and smiled, "Of course I keep my word, otherwise what kind of man am I?"

"Okay, I believe you."

Xu Manzhi reached out, lifted his large hand, slipped it between his fingers, and firmly grasped his hand as they walked together toward Yan Song's house.

Outside the family compound.

Xu Guidao would ask everyone he met, "Excuse me, comrade, where does Jiang Pengyue live?"

"I don't know, I don't know."

There wasn't even an address, no one knew what month or sun it was, and no one gave him a clear answer.

Xu's mother felt ashamed of losing face by weighing seven jin.

She tried to pull her husband away several times, but Xu Guidao slashed her away each time: "Get lost! Do you all think I, Xu Guidao, am easy to bully? If you don't find Jiang Pengyue and get the retirement money, will you take care of me when I'm old?"