"Where did you get the money?" Mo Yan asked, puzzled. The old lady actually had money? She looked at the old lady with some suspicion. "You didn't go and ask your sisters for money again, did you?"

The old lady waved her hands anxiously and quickly said, "No, no, what are you thinking? How could I possibly ask them for money? They wouldn't give it to me anyway. I just have a little bit of savings. People say you can't put all your eggs in one basket, so I definitely need to have some money, just in case you treat me badly."

That's how it is now. Her daughters don't listen to her, and they're driving her crazy.

Mo Yan: "..."

"Ahem..." The old lady was a little embarrassed. "Anyway, I just saved up a little money, thinking that if you don't take care of me, I'll have some pocket money. It's not much, just a little over fifty. Anyway, I don't have any money now."

The old lady was thinking of saving some money for her funeral, which she wouldn't spend. She usually asked her daughter for help, but now that her grandson doesn't have money for school, she has to take some out of her savings.

"Do you have any more?" Mo Yan looked at the old lady curiously, not because she was after her money, but because she was afraid that Dong Letian would swindle her out of it.

The old woman touched her chest, looking at Mo Yan warily. "No more, no more! Don't look at me like that, I have no money left!"

Hmm, just by looking at her, you can tell that the old lady is definitely hiding money, but she just won't admit it.

“I don’t want your savings for your funeral, but you shouldn’t give them to Dong Letian either. You know in your heart what kind of grandson you’ve raised. If you give him the money, you’ll end up with nothing.”

She wouldn't stoop to asking an old woman for money; she could earn money by digging up some herbs, cutting down trees, or doing anything else.

"I know, I know, I didn't tell Lotte."

The old lady understood that her grandson could be a bit silly at times, so she couldn't give him all her money.

"You won't make my grandson not go to school, will you?" The old lady was still a little worried. What if this brat didn't let Letian go to school?

"Don't worry, it won't happen. I'll let him continue his studies. Are you relieved now?"

Mo Yan felt somewhat helpless; she wouldn't go that far.

"Alright then, it's good that you agree." The old lady nodded in relief, as long as she agreed.

The old lady happily took her money back, and Mo Yan couldn't help but laugh at her expression.

Even though they were reluctant to part with it, they still took it out and painfully gave it to her. But when they heard that she didn't need to give it to them, they immediately took it back, afraid that if they were too late, they would lose their money.

I got it back and quickly put it in my bag, keeping my back to Mo Yan, afraid that she would see it.

"Let me make this clear first, I won't take your money, but if you give it to your grandson and he squanders it, I won't help you get it back." It's important to make this clear upfront, otherwise the old lady might deny it later.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I won't give it to him."

The old lady impatiently made a promise to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan took Dong Letian to register and then threw him into the school.

In the days that followed, Mo Yan did the work while the old lady continued to enjoy her leisurely retirement.

A few days later, Mo Yan gave the last tuition fee to Dong Lele and Dong Leyu.

The two girls felt a pang of sadness when they saw the money in their mother's hand. They wondered how their mother had earned it. In the past, they might not have thought about it. Only after experiencing it themselves did they realize how difficult it was.