After all, things are different these days compared to twenty years from now.
For the older generation, the houses left by their ancestors, whether good or bad, are their lifeline, and they can't just sell them off.
Unless we truly reach a point of no return, otherwise--
But if this house is sold, where will Teacher Meng and the others live?
Mu Achen wanted to help, but if the teacher didn't say anything, he couldn't help openly, so he did it secretly.
But after Auntie said that, Teacher Meng Ci sighed deeply, glanced at Amo, and said to Achen, "When you came to the door, you must have heard the neighbors talking about you. How embarrassing."
"We heard a little bit. If the teacher is willing to talk about it, we'll listen. Maybe he can give you some advice."
Meng Ci nodded. "I didn't want to trouble you! But now—alas, I, Meng Ci, have failed in my parenting, it's shameful."
"Ah Chen, you should still remember Meng Yan, right?"
Ah Chen nodded.
Meng Yan is the teacher's youngest son. In the past, when A Chen often came to the teacher's house for extra lessons, Meng Yan, relying on being a city person, looked down on Mu A Chen. Besides, A Chen had a bunch of girls pursuing him and was very arrogant.
It was this arrogance that led him to have countless relationships, but also to break the hearts of countless girls.
"Meng Yan graduated from university this year. Unfortunately, starting this year, university graduates are no longer guaranteed job placement."
"But he has a degree, so he went to Rongjiang and got a decent job. He also found a girlfriend, whose surname is Luo."
"But who knew that the woman he was dating was already engaged to someone else, and he even ruined the reputation of this girl surnamed Luo. What do you call this? Immoral and corrupt."
Meng Ci was heartbroken. "This beast is actually my son! Why didn't they beat him to death?"
"He's quite something, he's done something immoral, and I heard he even had the nerve to justify it! When the girl's fiancé's family came looking for him, this beast actually brought some people and beat them up, injuring several of them."
"Now, it's not just a matter of compensation! The group of people who were beaten are demanding 30,000 yuan in compensation."
"The woman's fiancé even threatened to kill Meng Yan, which further enraged the woman's family."
"They were worried something might have happened in Rongjiang, but before the police could arrive, the girl's family had already taken that beast away."
With tears streaming down his face, Meng Ci said, "We will not protect a beast like Meng Yan, but we must bear the responsibilities we should bear. Medical compensation is a given, but we hope that Meng Yan's evil deeds can be punished by law."
Upon hearing this, Achen frowned deeply, and even Amo fell silent.
"Teacher, have you understood the whole thing?" Achen asked.
"How could I possibly ask? It was all the information that came from the Rongjiang Public Security Bureau. Meng Yan has completely disgraced me, and I'm too ashamed to even go out."
Amo opened her mouth and said, "Teacher Meng, how can you know the truth if you don't look into things yourself?"
"Yes, teacher. If you want to get to the bottom of this, don't sell the house yet. I'll go with you to Rongjiang to find out more about the matter. If you really need money, I have some here."
“What do you have, little Miao boy? Tens of thousands of yuan, not just a few dozen yuan.”
It seems that although Teacher Meng Ci knows that Mu Achen is the future Miao King of Miao Jiang, he doesn't seem to know how wealthy his student is now, or how much power he wields.
It's important to know that in the entire eastern Guizhou region, there are 370,000 core Miao people and hundreds of thousands of other Miao people!
Although there are more than twenty ethnic minorities in Rongjiang, the Miao people still make up the majority.
The twelve branches of the Miao people, their branches over there are equally formidable.
If we include those without Miao residency, the number would exceed one million.
“Teacher, I can afford tens of thousands of yuan! But compared to how much you care, if money can really solve the problem, then things will be much easier! I'll say it again: if you want to go to Rongjiang, I'll go with you, and we can leave right now.”
“Old Meng, even if you’re angry, how will we know the truth if you don’t go and ask yourself?” Auntie chimed in, trying to persuade him.
But Teacher Meng Ci launched into another tirade, "That little beast, doing such a heinous thing, what truth could he possibly have? Even if he did, could it outweigh the girl's innocence!"
"Teacher, now is not the time to get angry. Think about it, what if there's something else going on?"
Although Mu Achen also hated Meng Yan's behavior, he could only comfort his teacher for the time being.
Just then, the man with the briefcase who had left earlier returned with his men and asked, "Old Meng, what's your decision? If you need to think about it some more, I have to go to Lincheng. It'll be quite a while before you leave, and given the situation here, it's probably difficult for you to raise even ten or twenty thousand."
Upon hearing this, Ah Chen frowned slightly.
Meng Ci thought and thought, and finally his gaze fell on Mu Achen. Achen said, "Since this boss has something to do, he should go ahead and do it! When you come back, if my teacher still wants to sell, there will be plenty of time to talk."
"And this young prince is..."
Mu Achen stood up and said, "Isn't my black Miao clothing conspicuous enough?"
"Of course I recognize that the young prince is wearing Miao clothing of the Black Miao branch, but you're making such a fuss for Old Meng, do you really have the money Old Meng needs in an emergency?"
"A dog trying to catch a mouse!"
Ah Chen glanced coldly at the man with the briefcase, then turned to Meng Ci and said, "Teacher, whatever decision you make, I will support you! But I still maintain that I have tens of thousands of yuan."
"If you and your auntie want to go to Rongjiang, I'll go with you! If you don't want to go—"
Mu Achen glanced at the time, then looked up. "It's not even seven o'clock yet, still early! I'll wait outside. If you don't want to go, just send me a message."
As soon as the voice faded, Tang Abao came in with a stack of banknotes. Achen took them, put them on the table, and then left.
"Achen--"
Auntie chased after him, but Ah Chen told her to go back first, and that he would play downstairs and wait for them to discuss the results.
Helpless, Meng Ci stared at the thick stack of hundred-yuan bills on the table, unable to react for a long time.
But the man with the briefcase was surprised.
Thirty thousand yuan is no small sum, and among the Miao people, those who can come up with so much money at once are definitely not ordinary Miao people.
"Old Meng, who is this young Miao man?"
“My student, Mu Achen.”
"Mu Achen? That name sounds familiar!"
"Miao Jiang, the future Miao King, you'll definitely recognize the name."
"What?!" The man with the briefcase exclaimed, his forehead throbbing. "The future Miao King is Old Meng's student? This... this... did I just offend him?"
"It's all over! It's all over!"
"Old Meng, you've got me in trouble! With such strong backing, why are you still thinking about selling the house? Do you know how rich the future Miao King will be, and how much power he will wield?"
"You've ruined me! Fine, fine, I don't want this house anymore."
The man with the briefcase, who was nearly scared to death, no longer dared to covet Old Meng's house!
And so, he took off running.
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