"Mom, what if she really goes to file a lawsuit?" Qin Yuping whispered after shooing the person away.
Sun Xiurong rolled her eyes and said, "I just won't give it to her. Who can force this old woman to give it to me? If she dares to sue, I'll make a scene."
"That's not how it works. The court will just deduct the money from your bank account and it will go to her."
"Then what do you suggest?" Sun Xiurong looked at her daughter with a half-smile. "Transfer it to your account? Won't they still be able to easily find out?"
Qin Yuping looked embarrassed: "That's not what I meant. I was just discussing with you to see if there was a better way."
Sun Xiurong frowned: "How about we buy a house? We can buy it under Jiawei's name, a pre-sale house. The house hasn't even been built yet, so they can't do anything about it."
“Aren’t you afraid of buying an unfinished house? And if Song Xia continues to sue, the house can still be auctioned off. How about this…” She coughed, “You lend us the money to buy a house, and the court can’t just auction off my house, can it?”
Sun Xiurong sneered and curled her lip: "If we give you all the money, how will Jiawei and I live?"
"Of course I'll take responsibility! Mom, how could your daughter abandon you and Jiawei? Look at me, when have I not bought clothes and food for you and Jiawei?" Qin Yuping smiled, holding her mother's hand, trying her best to show an absolute guarantee.
Sun Xiurong pulled her hand away. Although it was her own daughter, no matter how close she was, she felt safer with money in her own hands. Even if Song Xia took some money from the lawsuit, the majority would still be in her hands. If she lent it to her daughter, when would she ever get it back? Besides, if she lent it out, wouldn't the Song family be unable to get it back after the lawsuit? In that case, the house she lived in might even be auctioned off.
After thinking it over, Sun Xiurong realized that negotiating with Song Xia was actually the best option. However, Song Xia was too greedy. He wasn't satisfied with 50,000 yuan. In the past, if a widow had killed her husband and had no children, would she still be entitled to a share of her husband's money?
So be it, let's have a lawsuit. Does the judge think he'll give Song Xia too much money just because she and Jiawei are an old man and a young girl?
Moreover, she could use the time she spends on the lawsuit to buy gold bars and keep them at home. Does that mean someone is going to search her house?
"Mom? Mom? Did you hear what I said? I'm not embezzling your money, I just don't want you to be taken advantage of by that Song Xia. That money is all for my brother's life."
"Alright, I understand."
Qin Yuping's heart sank, and the smile on her face was about to crumble. She forced a smile and said, "Mom, you don't even believe me?"
"You say the judge can't auction off your house, but what about mine? Won't it end up going to Song Xia anyway? Don't say anything more, your mother has already made up her mind."
Cai Yonggang, who had been silent until now, snorted coldly: "We're trying to help you, but you're not happy about it. If that's the case, don't come looking for us if you run into any trouble."
The fact that she immediately turned hostile after being told not to lend the money made Sun Xiurong even angrier than when she was being scolded by so many people. How much had her daughter and son-in-law taken advantage of her over the years? Although it was all Song Xia who had contributed, Song Xia was family back then. Luckily, she hadn't agreed to lend the money, otherwise, would she have gotten it back? If the court ordered her to pay Song Xia, where would she get the money?
Seeing that her mother really didn't speak, Qin Yuping stood up with a cold face: "Mom, your son-in-law and I rushed over as soon as we got your call, afraid that something might have happened to you and Jiawei. You clearly have money, but you wouldn't help us when we asked. Besides, isn't this also to help you? You still don't believe us. Do you know how much it hurts us?"
Sun Xiurong remained silent. Qin Yuping knew that her mother most likely wouldn't give her the money.
"Aren't you leaving yet? Are you waiting to be kicked out?" Cai Yonggang kicked the door hard. The sound startled the neighbors who hadn't finished watching the commotion, and they started whispering and gossiping among themselves.
The door slammed against the wall a few times, and Sun Xiurong's eyelids twitched a few times. After the commotion these past few days, her spirits had completely collapsed, and she was exhausted. Only now did she feel a dull ache in her arms and calves. When she pulled up her sleeves, she saw that she didn't know who had pinched her, but her old skin was all black.
She walked over and closed the main gate, then sighed and glanced at her grandson's door. She wasn't angry that her grandson hadn't stood up for her earlier, after all, he was still young. What saddened her was that even after everyone had left, her grandson hadn't come out to see her.
"Jiawei, are you asleep? Go get Grandma a glass of hot water?"
After everyone was home and it quieted down, the sound of people playing games could be heard from inside. Sun Xiurong called out again, "Jiawei, Jiawei? Grandma is calling you!"
Inside, Qin Jiawei impatiently threw down his phone, angrily poured a cup of boiling water, and placed it in front of Sun Xiurong. Because of the large movement, the water overflowed and scalded Sun Xiurong.
"You brat, can't you be more careful?"
Although she was grumbling, the corners of her mouth were curved. Who said that the two of them, grandmother and grandson, didn't get along? Her grandson even knew to pour her water!
Those people are just jealous. They're jealous that her son left her and her grandson so much money, and they can't stand seeing them living well!
On the other hand, after leaving the old neighborhood, Song Xia felt relieved. No matter how many times she sued Sun Xiurong in the future, no one would say that she had gone too far. She was determined to ruin the reputation of the Qin family.
Going back to her parents' house at this time would obviously worry them and affect their sleep, so Song Xia just wandered around the city.
The big city didn't quiet down at night; in fact, some places were even more lively than during the day. Watching the people clinking glasses and shouting, Song Xia wondered if she should go back to her stall business.
She took the bus to the vicinity of her parents' house. There was a night market there, but it wasn't very big. However, each stall was doing quite well, which showed that there was a sufficient consumer base. Besides, she didn't need too much business since she was alone. Otherwise, her parents would definitely have to come and help her if she couldn't manage it all.
As you approach the entrance of a residential area, there are stalls selling fruits and vegetables. About a third of the office workers returning from their night shifts or students returning from evening self-study sessions stop to either buy or look at the produce.
She secretly estimated that setting up a barbecue stall here should be feasible. She could sell beef skewers, lamb skewers, gluten skewers, chicken legs and wings, etc., which should be quite good.
"Auntie, do I need to pay to set up a stall here?"
Perhaps seeing her shabby clothes, the vegetable vendor kindly explained when she came to inquire, "It's free. We only started setting up here about a month ago, and no city management officers have chased us away. We just don't know if the city management officers will come when there are more people."
"Thank you so much, ma'am."
"No need to thank me, girl. What kind of stall do you want to set up?"
"I want to sell grilled skewers."
"That's good. Now there are vendors selling stinky tofu and fried rice. The only thing missing is skewers. I overheard someone muttering about it last time. You can set up next to me. I'll arrive early and save you a spot."
"Okay, ma'am, I'll treat you to some barbecue skewers later."
Okay.
The vegetable vendor didn't take her words seriously, but unexpectedly, a few days later Song Xia actually came to set up a stall, and thanks to Song Xia's barbecue skewers, she sold many more vegetables every day.
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