"That's right. I heard from others that your sister-in-law and your father-in-law are making a lot of money from the bamboo weaving factory they run. Otherwise, how could they have the money to build roads in the village?"

Peng Fang was completely confused. "What? What are you talking about? Who donated tens of thousands of dollars?"

"The village chief has already said that your sister-in-law wants to donate money to build a road for the village, from the town all the way to the entrance of our village. I heard it will cost 50,000 to 60,000 yuan."

Upon hearing this, Peng Fang's first reaction was disbelief.

She sneered sarcastically, "Impossible, you think money is waste paper, fifty or sixty thousand? If Huang Zhiqiu can come up with ten thousand, I will take her last name."

Seeing that Peng Fang didn't believe it, everyone continued to talk at once: "Someone has asked your mother-in-law and your niece, it's true, how dare you not know it?"

"The village chief went to the town with your niece yesterday to meet with the mayor and his family. They even had dinner together. My nephew saw it with his own eyes! Your father-in-law and his family were there too."

"Peng Fang, didn't your father-in-law and his family tell you and your wife before they spent so much money to build the road?

"What's there to say? The bamboo weaving factory was jointly funded by Huang Zhiqiu and Huang Jianjun. It has nothing to do with her family. But they were asked to invest in the bamboo weaving factory at the beginning, but they refused. What a pity. What a good opportunity to make a fortune."

Peng Fang no longer cared about what the aunties and grandmas said and rushed home as fast as she could.

"Build a nation, build a nation!"

Before entering the door, Peng Fang started shouting at the top of her voice.

Huang Jianguo had returned home a few steps earlier and was eating a large piece of watermelon with relish. When he heard his wife's call, he got up and walked out of the living room.

"What are you shouting about? What happened?"

Peng Fang anxiously told Huang Jianguo the news he had just heard.

After hearing this, Huang Jianguo didn’t even eat the watermelon, and hurried to Huang’s house.

Huang Wen, who was peeling potatoes in the kitchen, hesitated for a moment, put down the half-peeled potato in his hand, and followed the two men to Huang's house.

"Mom, mom, I have something to ask you!"

Yang Xinghua was carrying a small basket of corn cobs that had been gnawed by mice and throwing them into the chicken coops and goose coops.

Seeing the second brother and his wife coming to the door, she responded calmly.

"What's up?"

"Mom, the villagers said you donated a road to the village? Is that true?"

Yang Xinghua continued to feed the chickens and geese, "That's true."

"Mom, have you lost your minds? Instead of just throwing so much money away, you might as well give it to us!" Huang Jianguo shouted excitedly.

Peng Fang also spoke up, "That's right, Xiaowen is going to college, Xiaozhao is getting married and needs to build a new house, and the family needs money everywhere. Instead of helping your own family, you give the money to outsiders. Are you parents like this?"

Yang Xinghua turned around and looked at the second brother and his wife, "You also know that I am a mother, so what were you doing when I, a mother, was sick and dying?"

Huang Jianguo choked up, "Mom, it's been a long time since this happened, why are you still bringing it up?"

Yang Xinghua sneered, "You may forget it, but I can't. Second brother, second wife, don't say that the money for the road construction was not paid by me. Even if I paid for it, you can't blame me and the old man.

We raised you, married you off, and treated you well when we divided the family property. But have you two fulfilled your filial duty as children over the years? Your father and I are almost half dead, how dare you come to my house and ask me for money? Aren't you afraid of being criticized for being unfilial and unrighteous? Although I haven't read much, I know that if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked. My second wife, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Wen are all this age, and they will get married in a few years. Aren't you afraid of ending up like me? Lying in bed sick and dying, and my son and daughter-in-law don't even come to see me."

"I am able to live well because of Momo. If Momo hadn't paid for me to go to the city for treatment, I would be a handful of dirt now! At that time, will you still go to my grave and ask me for money?"

Yang Xinghua, like Huang Zhiqiu, is a kind-hearted person. Today is the first time in history that she has scolded the couple so harshly.

Yang Xinghua is old, but she is not confused.

If this family wants to prosper and she and the old man want to enjoy their old age, they can only rely on the eldest daughter and the youngest daughter.

Huang Jianguo was unwilling to give up. "Mom, even if you don't want to give us that money, there's no need to throw it away. Keep it for you and Dad to rely on and to support you in your old age."

How could Yang Xinghua not see the second brother's plan?

She simply thought that if she kept the money in her hands, when she and the old man died in the future, the second and third sons' families would be able to get more of the inheritance.

She had thought it through long ago. This life was given by her granddaughter. When she died in the future, all her things would be given to her granddaughter, and the second and third sons would not get a penny.

"Uncle, aunt, your plan for grandma is good, but she doesn't have the final say on the money."

Yun Mo had seen enough of the show, so she walked out of the house with a smile on her face, and didn't continue speaking until she came in front of the couple.

"This money was given by my father. He knew that there was no road in the village and it was inconvenient to travel, so he took out this money to build a road for the village, which not only brought convenience to our family, but also to the whole village.

My father owed my mother twenty years, and this money is his way of compensating my mother. Although it is in the name of the Huang family, it has nothing to do with the Huang family. "

"Your dad? When did you have a dad?"

The affair between Huang Zhiqiu and Shao Lin was known only to the elderly couple Huang Kailin and Yang Xinghua, and the eldest brother Huang Jianjun's family.

Firstly, Huang Zhiqiu didn't want outsiders to talk about his past. Secondly, he was worried that Huang Jianguo and his wife, as well as other relatives of the Huang family, would come to harass him after knowing Shao Lin's identity.

Yun Mo said calmly, "We met before the college entrance examination. My dad doesn't like to interact with irrelevant people, so my mom didn't tell anyone about this except my grandparents."

Upon learning that Yun Mo had such a rich father, Peng Fang's mind suddenly became active.

To be able to donate so much money to the village to build roads without blinking an eye, he must be from a prominent family. If they can take advantage of the opportunity to establish a relationship with him, then are they afraid that they won't get any benefits? Thinking of this, Peng Fang's face suddenly lit up with smiles.

"Yun Mo, what does your father do? Where is he?"

"No comment."

"Look at what you said. Are you worried about our family members? Don't worry. Only our family members know about it and we will definitely not spread it to others."

"But, to my dad, you are outsiders."

"How are we outsiders? Your mother is Jianguo's biological sister, and your father is Jianguo's biological brother-in-law!"

Yun Mo smiled, "My mother is not married, so where did my second uncle get a brother-in-law?"

Peng Fang's eyes widened in disbelief. "Didn't you recognize your father? So your father only recognizes you and not your mother?"

Peng Fang said the last sentence with a hint of gloating.

(End of this chapter)