Mother Wu: "You don't have to think about it, but you can just wait to be kicked out of the house! When you are kicked out without a penny, and you take Tiantian with you, I don't think it will be easy for you to get married again!"

Wu Xiaolin's brother also agreed: "Sister, I think mom is right, you have to make plans for yourself early."

Mother Wu took the opportunity to say, "My daughter, why don't you go home and get the passbook while An's parents are still in the hospital, and then collect some valuables! We don't covet An's family, just take An Ze's money. He is your husband, and you gave him a daughter. Now that he dies, the money should belong to you!"

Wu Xiaolin's brother was a little excited. "Sister, didn't you say that there is a locked room in the An family? There must be valuables in it? I will help you break the lock and see how much gold and silver treasures there are!"

Wu Xiaolin was very confused and looked at his father.

Father Wu pondered for a while, then sighed and said, "You should listen to your mother. Thanks to her advice, you were able to marry a relative and help the family. Otherwise, my illness would have ruined the family long ago, and your brother would not have been able to get married..."

Mother Wu looked proud, this family was all thanks to her.

But Father Wu added, "But before the matter is confirmed, you must not let anyone find out that you are paving a way out... How about this, you go home and find the passbook first, and ask your brother to go to the hospital to find out whether An Ze is the one who died, and then come to find you and tell you the news. If it is An Ze who died, you can go back to your mother's house with the passbook directly. If not, quietly put the passbook back and pretend that nothing happened."

Wu Xiaolin was persuaded by his family.

That’s right, she can’t just think about Anze, she has to make plans for her future in advance.

If she doesn't plan for herself, who can she rely on in the future? Anjia parents? Oh, they only have their own daughter in their hearts. When have they ever cared about their daughter-in-law?

The more Wu Xiaolin thought about it, the more determined he became. He did as his father and mother had said and went home to look for the passbook.

Anze's monthly salary was almost nothing, but he still had another source of income, which was the royalties from publishing articles and translating foreign works. He had been doing this since he was in college, and over the years he had saved up nearly two thousand yuan.

An Ze never let her touch the money, saying that he wanted to leave it for An Tiantian as a dowry.

Since it is her daughter's dowry, as a mother, she naturally has to keep it for her daughter! Otherwise, if An Ze really died, wouldn't the money be transferred by An's father and mother to his sister-in-law?

Wu Xiaolin got the passbook easily, but her brother didn't come to inform her of the news for a long time.

Is An Ze alive or dead?

Wu Xiaolin waited anxiously.

Finally, my brother came.

"I saw your grandma crying in the hospital. It must be your brother-in-law who died!"

Wu Xiaolin was so shocked that his body shook and tears started to flow.

Even though she had prepared herself mentally, she still couldn't calm down when she heard the news of her husband's death.

Wu Xiaolin's brother said anxiously: "Don't cry yet, sister, let's do as we were told and look for the treasure first!"

As he said this, he took out a hammer and knocked on the lock. The noise was so loud that even he scared himself.

"No, that would attract the neighbors and we wouldn't be able to do anything."

Wu Xiaolin's younger brother rolled his eyes and stared at the unlocked study, where there were also a lot of things. Wu Xiaolin's younger brother didn't have much taste. He only knew that his sister had said that the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall of the An family were very valuable, so he rolled up a few of them.

"Sister, did you get the passbook? There should be some cash at home, go find it quickly, and let's leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened.

An Ze, An Hua, and Xiao Zheng walked in.

Wu Xiaolin stared at Anze blankly and blurted out, "Aren't you dead?"