The things that the Ying family sent to the Mu family will definitely not be taken back, and she will not refuse the 500 yuan and will regard it as compensation. But if she is asked to remember the kindness of her uncle's family, that is impossible.
Zhang Shaozi had made all the calculations, but she didn't expect that not only would she have to return all the 2,000 yuan, she would also be fined, and her youngest son Mu Huaimin, the apple of her eye, would also have a criminal record, which would definitely affect his job search.
The good days for Mu Boai's family are yet to come!
Mu Huaixi hooked Ying Mingcheng's hand and said, "It's cold, let's go home."
When Ying Mingcheng heard her say this, he hurried forward and protected her behind him. As he walked, he paid attention to the direction of the wind and adjusted his position.
Mu Huaixi followed behind him, pursing her lips and laughing. She suddenly waved her hand and asked, "Ying Mingcheng, I'm very happy to hear that the Zhang family and my uncle's family are in trouble. Do you think I'm not a good person either?"
"No," Ying Mingcheng looked back at her and said without hesitation, "How can you repay kindness with evil? Besides, you didn't do anything. They deserved it."
Mu Huaixi chuckled, thinking that the moonlight tonight was really beautiful, the light from the sentry box was very warm, and even the somewhat shabby green door of the guesthouse was particularly pleasing to the eye.
"I went to check today. Our kang has been heated twice. We can move in after some cleaning." Ying Mingcheng was busy as soon as he entered the house. While telling her about all kinds of things about the new house, he handed her a cup of warm water and asked her to sit by the bed. He then wrung out a hot towel and handed it to her to wipe her face. Finally, he brought her a basin of hot water for her to soak her feet.
Mu Huaixi soaked her feet in a cup of water, and soon her body and mind warmed up. She looked at the man mopping the floor with a smile, "Let's discuss sending some mountain products to grandpa and grandma, uncle and aunt, my third uncle, and Wei Chengbao?"
"Okay," Ying Mingcheng said, holding the mop without looking up. "Just make a list of what you want to send and I'll arrange it."
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