In a harsh tone, "Mom!"
The deep voice calling out "Mom" startled Old Mrs. He.
Looking up, he saw He Yushen, who had long hair, a stubble beard, and looked like a beggar.
"Sixth brother?"
He Yushen nodded. "It's me."
The daughters-in-law of the He family looked at each other, not expecting He Yushen to return.
Looking at his disheveled appearance, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a beggar.
Old Mrs. He exclaimed in shock, "How did you become such a grotesque figure?"
He Yu sighed, "What can we do? We didn't make any money and even lost a lot. We have no money to come back, so we can only work along the way and walk back."
That's half true and half false.
He didn't make much money abroad.
They focused primarily on learning, and their earnings were mostly small, piecemeal.
Boss Qian and Professor Qin did pay him a salary, but he gave it all to Sheng Yueqing.
There wasn't a single penny in my pocket.
Old Mrs. He habitually reached into his pocket.
Finding nothing inside, she said disdainfully, "Where have you been? Why haven't you come back for so many days?"
She thought she could make money off He Yushen, but he didn't seem wealthy, so He's mother became much colder towards her.
He Yushen used to not care about her attitude, but now that he sees that she only wants money and not her son, he feels a little cold.
Tiger, a kid from the shop next door, was so happy to see him come back that he hugged him.
She didn't ask him for money or candy; she was simply happy because he was back.
Then look at his mother.
He came back without even asking how he was doing; the first thing he did was rummage through his pockets.
Seeing that he had no money in his pocket, he became so indifferent.
He even doubted whether he was his biological son.
His expression turned cold.
"Isn't it enough that I came back safely? All you talk about is money, Mom, how can you be so materialistic!"
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