"Well, Wanwan, your second uncle will go check on Laixiang Restaurant. I'll be back soon. You go with the master to see his mother later." Uncle Jiang said with a fawning smile.

"Jiasheng, let's go quickly," Liu Si urged.

Jiang Wanwan just looked at her second uncle calmly, without saying another word of advice.

Uncle Jiang gritted his teeth and said, "Wanwan, Uncle will go out for a while. When I get back, I'll buy some cloth to make you some clothes."

After saying this, Uncle Jiang followed Liu Si and humbly left.

He solemnly promised his parents and sons that he would not leave Wanwan's side.

However, on one hand, there was the job he cherished, which he could never give up.

Once he gets this job, he can support Daliu's schooling and ease the burden on his family. His parents won't have to run around borrowing money anymore.

There's also my third brother. If he can earn more money, he can also support my third brother's education.

He remembers how his third brother gave up his chance to study to Liu'er.

Furthermore, the family always ate coarse food and wild vegetables, and when anyone got sick, they had no money to see a doctor; they just toughed it out.

Two years ago, the old lady became terminally ill, and the family had no money for treatment. Out of desperation, the three brothers had no choice but to swallow their pride and go to their two married sisters to ask for money, but they were kicked out by their sisters' families.

Finally, the village chief lent his family some silver, which allowed the old lady to find a traditional Chinese medicine doctor for treatment. She narrowly escaped death.

Judging from the kind and gentle look on the master's face, Wan'er should be fine. As long as I get back quickly, that's all that matters.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiang turned back and glanced at Jiang Wanwan, "Wanwan, wait for Uncle, I'll be back soon."

He quickened his pace and followed Liu Si away.

Jiang Wanwan watched her second uncle's departing figure and let out a cold laugh.

As soon as Liu Si and Uncle Jiang left, the door to the house was closed from the outside.

The fat man smugly ordered, "Go down. No matter what noise you hear later, don't come over and disturb me."

"Yes." A series of footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Jiang Wanwan turned her head and looked coldly at the fat man in the head seat. "Master, what do you mean by this? Didn't you say you were going to visit your sick mother? Why are you keeping the door closed?"

Without Uncle Jiang's presence, the fat man reverted to his original form and revealed his true colors.

He stepped down from the head seat, his gaze fixed on Jiang Wanwan, looking her up and down with ill intent.

That gaze was like that of a slug, utterly disgusting.

"Hehehe," he chuckled lewdly, "What else can we do with the door closed? Of course, we'll do you."

He slowly approached Jiang Wanwan. Due to his extreme obesity, with each step he took, his fat and the fat on his face jiggled, making him look incredibly greasy and disgusting.

Jiang Wanwan glanced at the fat man with disgust, then feigned a frightened expression, crossing her arms over her chest and feigning shock. "Ah! No, don't come any closer!"

She slowly backed up toward the door, raising her hand to push it open.

However, the door remained completely still and could not be opened at all.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Help! Help! Is anyone there?"

"Go ahead and yell! Shout all you want! It won't do you any good no matter how loud you shout. Let's see who can save you, hahaha~~" The fat man laughed smugly.

Looking at Jiang Wanwan's pitiful little face, the fat man felt a surge of warmth in his heart. A tingling sensation spread through his heart, as if a cat's paw was scratching at his heart, making him want to release the heat within him as soon as possible.