"Sister, brother said we're all family, and since you've come back in such a great way, he'll definitely take care of us. We didn't really believe it at first, but we were just asking,"

In fact, most of the people in their village share the same surname and are related in many different ways. So when Mo Fang said that, although they were puzzled, they wondered if it was true.

At first, the villagers certainly didn't believe it, but the original owner pretended to be generous and gave things away every time. After a while, they got used to it. Later, a few scoundrels who didn't work became even more unscrupulous and demanded more, either work or money.

All I can say is that they've really been spoiled.

The culprit behind all this is Mo Fang, who wanted to make the original owner realize that they had to treat them well, or they would definitely not have a good life.

"You believe him just because he says so? That's just how he is, he likes to talk big, he expects me to do things he can't do himself. I'm not capable, I can't do it, he can figure it out himself. You should go to him about the promises he made."

Making promises under someone else's name? What a load of rubbish!

"Sis, don't be angry, we were just asking."

Mo Yan nodded lightly, not wanting to say anything more, and headed towards Mo Fang's house.

The Mo family had already prepared dinner, and Mo Fang told them as soon as Mo Yan arrived.

"Sis, you're here! Come and eat!"

Mo Yan looked over and saw that there were quite a lot of dishes prepared, all of them vegetarian. They wouldn't let the original owner eat well; besides, it was obviously to make the original owner see that they were not doing well, so that she would be willing to give everything.

"No need. I came back today to visit my parents' graves and get my own money back. They said they would help me save the money, I think it's in the box they left behind. Just give it to me."

Mo Fang: "???"

No matter how Mo Fang calculated it, he never expected that Mo Yan would actually come to ask for money.

Mo Yuan was naturally unwilling to accept this. "Auntie, what are you saying? Grandpa and Grandma have been dead for several years. How could they possibly still have your money?"

Dad also said that this aunt is easy to fool, saying that what this aunt values ​​most is family, but she doesn't care at all; she's clearly just here to ask for money.

Mo Fang was very angry, extremely angry, but he had to endure it for the moment.

"Sis, I don't know the details of this either. After all, Mom and Dad didn't say anything about it. Mo Yuan isn't good at talking, so please don't take offense. You just got back, can we talk about it after we've had dinner?"

Mo Yan was surprised that Mo Fang could tolerate this. Well, if he couldn't tolerate it, he wouldn't have done those disgusting things.

"Okay, then eat some. After you eat, you'd better have a reason by now."

Mo Yan and the two young men sat down, and they quickly got bowls, chopsticks, and grain liquor.

"Sis, it's not easy for us siblings to see each other, how about we have a couple of drinks?"

Are people who are drunk more accommodating?

"I don't drink alcohol," Mo Yan refused outright.

"Then I'll drink it."

He took the glass and drank a large gulp before slowly speaking. "Sister, I know you've suffered. All these years you've been alone out there, without anyone to share your burdens. You must have had a tough time."

I have to say, Mo Fang really knows how to talk. His face turned red after drinking, and when he said those words, it really felt like he was expressing his true feelings.

"It's alright." That's exactly what moved the original owner of this body.

"How can it be okay! I wasn't there for you when you were sad or needed help. I told you when we were little that I would protect you for the rest of my life, sis! I really feel sorry for you!"

My heart aches for you, that you've spent your whole life alone and helpless, and for facing everything alone all these years.

It breaks my heart that you're sick and exhausted, and no one knows.

As Mo Fang spoke, she patted her chest, as if she was truly heartbroken, heartbroken that her sister had to go through all of this.

Even the two young men who came with her were moved. Although the village was awkward and spoke strangely, the aunt's brother's words were still very touching.

Mo Yan listened without expression and glanced at them indifferently.

"Yes, I've worked very hard, so please give me my money so I can have a better life in my old age."