Chapter 469 The House Sent by Bei Nan shuhaige.net



"I don't know. Let me see Fu Bao's. Fu Bao, you have so much money too! That's great! But you have to give your money to Mom, and I'll give mine to Mom too, because I get a monthly allowance." Liu Jin made up his mind.

“Then I’ll give it to Dad too. Dad said that I’m too young to carry too much money on me. If I need money, I’ll ask Grandma for it.” Wu Jinban also decided to give the money to Southwest.

Duoduo and Fubao were tossing the red envelopes around, completely oblivious to the fact that they represented money. When they saw Liujin and Fubao opening their red envelopes, they tried to do the same, but they accidentally tore them apart, scaring them so much that they dared not open them again.

"This is my aunt's, I need to open it carefully." Liu Jin picked up the last red envelope.

Wu Jinban followed suit and carefully opened the red envelope. When he opened it, he was extremely surprised. There was no money in the red envelope, but a golden longevity fruit.

Liu Jin is also a Longevity Fruit, so Duo Duo and Fu Bao's must be the same. There is also a ring on the Longevity Fruit. Liu Jin has seen some of the world and knows that it is used to string ropes.

After carefully examining the red envelope, Liu Jin found a red string inside. He took out the string, tied the longevity fruit securely to make sure it wouldn't fall off, and then carefully hung it around his neck.

Five-and-a-half pounds got anxious: "Six-pound brother, can you help me with this?"

Liu Jin carefully helped Wu Jin Ban prepare the fruit, and Wu Jin Ban carefully placed the longevity fruit inside his clothes, feeling extremely happy.

Seeing Liu Jin helping Fu Bao string the rope, Wu Jin Ban also helped Duo Duo string it. He carefully followed Liu Jin's example and finally finished stringing the longevity fruit.

Liu Jin told him not to hang it for Duo Duo, because what if Duo Duo put it in her mouth and ate it? Not only would he not hang it for Duo Duo, but he wouldn't hang it for Fu Bao either. He wanted to give it to his mother and let her make the decision.

Wu Jinban thought it made sense, and he wanted to hand it over to his father so that his father could make the decision.

When Wu Jinban saw the southwest, he ran over immediately: "Dad, Dad, look at the longevity fruit that Auntie gave me."

Southwest took a closer look and realized it was made of gold. He felt an indescribable gratitude. Everyone said that gold wards off evil spirits, and if the children hung the longevity fruit on their heads, they might actually live forever.

"Dad, this is for Duoduo. Brother Liujin said we can't let Duoduo hang it up, because we're afraid he'll eat it." Wujinban held up the longevity fruit.

Southwest nodded and took the longevity fruit: "Your brother Liujin is right. When Duoduo grows up and becomes sensible, Dad will put it on him again."

Liu Jin was even happier to see that his suggestion had been adopted: "Second Uncle, I'll give my mom the one for my Fu Bao too, and we'll let her wear it when she grows up."

Looking at the happy children, Southwest felt a pang of sadness. Today was the first day of the new year, and they should have brought gifts to visit their master and mistress. But given the current situation, should she even go?

"Southwest, come here," Grandma Yan said.

Southwest rushed over: "Grandma, do you want some water? I'll get you some."

"No, take this property certificate. Bei Nan gave it to you. It's in that alley not far from the furniture factory. They say it's a private house with a yard. Go take a look when you have time."

"Grandma, how can I take things from Beinan? I don't want them," Southwest refused.

Grandma Yan got angry: "Bei Nan said that of all his brothers and sisters in the family, he has wronged you the most. He has always made you take the blame since you were little. It's a pity that the adults are so clear-headed, and all those ideas have been wasted."

He gave Nan Nan three million to build a mushroom-shaped hill, and gave Dong Nan one million to do some kind of research. Your house only cost a thousand yuan; if you don't take it, he'll get angry.

Southwest nodded, took the property certificate, opened it, and found a note inside: Second Brother, after you divorce Tang Xiaoling, I will give you a courtyard house.

Knowing full well that she shouldn't cry on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Southwest couldn't hold back. Her family had been so good to her; if only Tang Xiaoling were still like she was when they first got married.

Why, why did she become like this? The road to divorce has become incredibly difficult. I can't possibly drive someone to their death just for the sake of divorce. What would that make me?

"Grandma, what should I do?" Southwest took out a handkerchief and wiped away her tears.

“Southwest, I think you still owe Tang Xiaoling a debt from your past life. Once you pay it off, you’ll be free. But Bei Nan said he’d let you work hard at the furniture factory. He has a way to handle this.”

Southwest's eyes lit up. North South had been clever and mischievous since childhood, so perhaps listening to him would be the right thing to do. With his worries at ease, Southwest decided to go and pay a New Year's visit to his master. His master was the benefactor who taught him his skills, and he couldn't sever ties with him because of Tang Xiaoling.

"Grandma, I'm going to buy some gifts for my master, what do you think?" Southwest still needed to ask Grandma Yan's opinion.

"Okay, one should never forget one's roots. Go to Nan Nan's room and take some. She has a lot of malted milk powder, milk powder cans, and other things in her room. Take whatever you want," Grandma Yan said.

Southwest nodded, went into Nan Nan's room, and took a can of malted milk powder, two cans of food, and two bottles of wine. These gifts were already quite substantial.

In the staff dormitory, Tang's mother was cooking noodles. There was no kitchen in the dormitory, so Tang Jianjun spent a lot of money to buy a kerosene stove and a pot, and that's how they lived in the dormitory.

Rice and flour are all available; he just needs to buy some oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar. Yan Xiaoqiang's grocery store has all these things, but he doesn't dare to go there himself, so he asks his coworkers to carry them back for him.

Two days later, Tang Xiaoling was sent back by the doctor. Hospital wards were in short supply. She had a fracture, and this kind of illness required her to go home and recover slowly. Staying in the hospital was a waste of public resources.

Tang Jianjun took Tang Xiaoling to the dormitory, but Tang Xiaoling refused. She clearly had a home and a courtyard house, so why should she live in such a small place and squeeze into a room with her parents?

Tang Jianjun didn't say much, but took out 100 yuan and put it on the bed: "If you don't want to stay, go back to Mushroom Village. I'll have your mother go back with you. This money is enough for the train ticket and the journey."

Tang Xiaoling fell silent. She looked at Tang Jianjun and asked, "Dad, tell me, does Southwest have another woman? Otherwise, why would he want to divorce me?"

Tang Jianjun doesn't want to answer this question; he's incredibly stupid.

Tang's mother couldn't help but say, "Southwest is honest and kind-hearted, and he only cares about his family. If he has a woman in his heart, it's Nan Nan. I've always told you not to cross that line with Nan Nan, but why didn't you listen?"

Tang Xiaoling cried out that she was wronged, saying that she had never argued with Nan Nan and had never touched her.

“Nan Nan is sensible. If she wants to bring Southwest, she will say so. If she doesn’t want to, she won’t bring Southwest. Why did you make Southwest ask for it?” Tang’s mother’s temper also flared up.

"I... I just wanted to make things easier for my family. What's wrong with earning more money?" Tang Xiaoling muttered to herself.

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