Fang Meng was extremely anxious because she couldn't find anyone. She had no idea what to do and could only tell her cousin that she would find Mo Yan as soon as possible and ask Mo Yan to give them an explanation.

At the same time, she also needed to pay her rent, and she didn't have money to go out for food.

She has always eaten out, and she has long forgotten how to cook. Whenever she runs out of money, she calls her daughter, and she has no intention of saving money.

To put it simply, if there's an ATM nearby, would you still think about depositing money?

Having no money, she had to go out and look for a job, but after walking around all day, she still couldn't find a suitable one.

Working in a supermarket is exhausting, and the pay is low.

The job she wanted required both education and experience, neither of which she had!

Around noon, she saw a barbecue restaurant and went straight inside.

She had eaten and drunk her fill, but her last bit of money was gone. She suddenly felt that life was incredibly difficult.

It was around this time that the village that wanted to build an amusement park called her.

"Fang Meng, when will the money arrive? We're all waiting for your money to come to our account. The children in the village are really looking forward to the amusement park. They are all very grateful to you and want to thank you."

The villagers were quite clever; they knew what Fang Meng most wanted to hear: their gratitude towards her.

To put it bluntly, this person wants others to hold her in high esteem, the kind of esteem that will never come down.

If you were capable, that would be fine, but the problem is you have no ability at all, and you just rely on money to get people to fawn over you.

That's stupid.

"Oh, okay. Don't worry, I'll transfer the money to you right away. Maybe this afternoon, or tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Fang Meng immediately perked up, thinking that no matter what, no matter how hard or tiring it was, she had to find a way to raise the money.

So she tried calling Mo Yan again, but couldn't get through.

She thought for a moment and suddenly remembered the money she had lent out before.

Fang Meng is a freeloader; she'll lend money to anyone, even if it's only ten or twenty thousand yuan. It feels like she'd be embarrassed to lend money to anyone without her.

She remembered that she had recently lent money to her cousin, so she immediately called him.

My cousin on the other end answered the phone, jokingly saying that since someone was bringing him money, of course he had to answer the phone.

"Sis, what's up? Just tell me and I'll be the first to come. You're like my own sister."

Anyone can say nice things if there's a benefit to be gained.

"I'm so happy that you think that way," Fang Meng was genuinely happy. She felt that it was wonderful to have so many people who understood her and envied her in her life.

"I do have something I need your help with. I've heard your business is doing quite well lately."

Fang Meng is very generous when giving money to others, which gives her a sense of satisfaction. However, when she asks others for money, she seems hesitant and timid.

Fear? What am I afraid of?

She was afraid people would say she was poor.

"Sister, just tell me what you want me to do. Although I don't have much money, I have a lot of strength. I'll do whatever you ask me to do, even if it means going through fire and water."

The man said this while drinking, with several girls around him.

The girls were laughing uncontrollably, finding the man today particularly strange.

"No need, it's not that serious. I just wanted to ask if you have any money lately?"

Fang Meng gritted her teeth, ready to speak, when the other person's eyes lit up and she immediately said, "No, do you want some, sis?"

Fang Meng: "..."

"No, no. I was just saying I'm a little short on cash lately and wanted to ask you..."

Upon hearing this, the man's expression changed, turning dark and his voice, once warm, became cold and distant. "Sis, I thought you were going to give me money. How come you're not? Someone as wealthy as you wouldn't be short of money. You're not broke, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Meng naturally couldn't say anything more. "No, it's because I want to build an amusement park, but I'm short on funds. If you don't have it, then forget it."

Fang Meng hurriedly hung up the phone, looked at her blistered feet, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

...

An'an is a very well-behaved child; she even smiles when she sees Mo Jin.

Mo Yan has to draw design drafts and do live broadcasts, so the nanny and Mo Jin take care of the baby.

Of course, teachers would also come to give Mo Jin lessons, starting with first-grade material.

Mo Yan would also ask Mo Jin to teach her, telling him that she had forgotten this knowledge and asking him for help.

Mo Jin gradually gained confidence.

After Mo Yan finished her postpartum confinement, she took them back to the village and began preparing to rebuild the house.

Settling down in the village was an idea Mo Yan had from the beginning. She would also start planting various flowers to make dyes and continue running her own small shop.

The postpartum nanny also came back and stayed in their old house.

This time, however, they unexpectedly ran into Mo Ran.

Mo Ran and the others' biological father, who hadn't appeared for the past eight years, was holding a girl's hand; that was his daughter.

Mo Yan walked past him, carrying An An in one arm and holding Mo Jin's hand in the other.

“Mo Yan…”

Mo Yan didn't stop and led them past them.

When I got home, everything was clean; my second uncle had come over and cleaned it beforehand.

This is their old house, not the one that Mo Jin and Fang Meng lived in before.

Two years ago, someone took a liking to their old house, and the second uncle thought that if he could sell it for some money, he should. In the end, Mo Yan paid for it and the old house was preserved. Mo Yan even hired someone to repair it.

Old houses also need proper maintenance, otherwise problems will arise.

Mo Yan put the baby in the crib, and just as she did, she heard the nanny say that someone was coming.

Mo Yan went outside and saw that it was Mo Ran. "We came back to pay respects to our ancestors, but we have nowhere to stay. Could you..."

"No, I bought this old house; it has nothing to do with you."

Mo Yan refused outright. She understood Mo Ran's feelings, but that didn't mean Mo Ran deserved to be forgiven.

Mo Ran's behavior suggests that she cannot accept Fang Meng and has no choice but to leave, but isn't that also a form of giving up and escaping?

He knew perfectly well what kind of person Fang Meng was, but he didn't stop her.

He's a grown man; he could easily have taken control of all the family money, forbade her from helping others, or simply divorced her and let her and her siblings live with him. Then he could have remarried.

But he didn't; he ran away.

“Mo Yan, I had no choice back then. Your mother was just too much. All the money I worked so hard to earn was given to someone else. I couldn’t see a future.”

He had no choice; he had to live for himself, and he couldn't just spend his whole life with that one woman.