The third brother rolled his eyes at the second brother, "This money isn't circulating, what's the point of burning it?" He wouldn't admit that he was reluctant to part with it.

He went outside and got a stack of paper money for burning. The third brother knelt down and measured the hundred-yuan bills one by one on the paper money. "Grandpa, look, this is a lot of money. It will definitely be fine to spend it over there." The third brother grinned and showed off his big teeth. He was quick and efficient.

The old man stared at his third son with his old eyes. He was burning a stack of paper money every minute. Was this a big sum of money? Was he just being lazy?

"Measure it, and burn it right away. If your great-grandfather comes to return it tonight, I'll buy you a whole truckload tomorrow so you can have a good New Year."

Third brother... whether or not to return the goods is up to you, old man. If the great-grandfather were so powerful, would he have made you flee the famine?

These were thoughts he only dared to have. The third brother sighed and took Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan to get paper.

Before long, Li Xiu and her family arrived. Zhao Na had bought the house next door, and they were going to spend the New Year together this year.

The third brother quickly summoned Chen Chengping, Zhao Baoshan, and Zhao Baoyu—weren't these helpers delivered right to his doorstep?

"Third brother, let's burn it at home first. We're not surnamed Li, so you still have to fulfill your filial duty yourself," Chen Chengping said with a grin, pulling his two brothers-in-law into the house.

The third brother cursed Chen Chengping, saying he was a philanderer who betrayed his friends and was abandoned by everyone...

When Manman arrived at Fenglan's place, a large crowd had gathered downstairs. Fenglan was surrounded in the middle, and people around her were pointing and whispering.

Manman rushed over, and someone grabbed Fenglan, saying, "You're not leaving until you pay us back our money today."

"You gave your money to Song Shiyu, but you didn't give it to me. Go find Song Shiyu." Feng Lan tried to leave, but those people blocked her way.

“Song Shiyu is in jail, how are we supposed to find him? You two are a couple, you have to pay back the money he owes, don’t even think about running away.”

"I trusted you and lent you over 100,000 yuan. Now that the company has been seized, where is my money? It's all my hard-earned money. You have to pay me back today!"

"Pay back the money! Don't think you can get away with it by shifting the blame to Song Shiyu. Now that he's in jail, you have to pay it back!"

"You're not leaving today unless you pay me back!"

A dozen or so people, their faces flushed, were pulling at Fenglan.

“I have no money, and I didn’t ask you to invest. Go find whoever asked you to invest,” Fenglan struggled.

“You fraudster, you and Song Shiyu are a couple, isn’t it the same whether you give it to him or give it to her? If you make us unable to live, then you can’t live either.”

Everyone was very emotional. They were all from the same hometown as Song Shiyu and had been tricked into investing a lot of money.

“You should go to the police and report your losses immediately. Didn’t the news say that only 100 million was transferred? There are still more than 1 billion under the supervision of the state. What’s the use of making things difficult for her if you don’t report your losses? The state can’t bear the burden of those 100 million for you,” Manman said from the back of the crowd, wearing a thick scarf and hat, with only her eyes showing.

“Yes, you should call the police first. This woman has no money, and that guy surnamed Song treats her like a servant. Even if he had money, he shouldn’t give it to her. You’re wasting your time with her,” a neighbor who was watching the commotion chimed in.

"You should call the police sooner and get a number; maybe you can get the money sooner. But there's a deficit of over 100 million; the government can't possibly cover it all. Don't waste your time here."

Everyone chimed in, and the people inside agreed, saying, "You wait, if we suffer any losses, we'll come after you again. Don't even think about running away."

After speaking rudely, the group quickly ran towards the nearby police station.

The neighbors, seeing that there was no more excitement to be had, all dispersed.

Fenglan and Manman stood face to face.

"Why did you come here? Don't worry about me. I have no money, they can't do anything to me," Fenglan said, smoothing her messy hair.