Machinery factory.
This afternoon, we had a half-day off. After leaving the canteen, Lao San planned to go straight back to Heping Lane. Unexpectedly, he saw several familiar figures as soon as he left the factory.
The tall man in black spoke up: "Song Anmin, we're due to pay in two days. Do you want to come with us to buy goods? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss it, you won't get another chance. Anyway, the minimum purchase is only 500 yuan."
The short man in the white shirt continued, "Those scarves are all from Hong Kong, very fashionable. Nowadays, hardly anyone sets up stalls to sell them. As long as we take the first step, making a fortune is just a matter of time."
Song Anmin frowned in annoyance. "I know, but I'm broke right now."
The tall guy: "Anyway, hurry up, there are only two days left."
After the others left, Song Anmin felt a sense of unease.
His mother wouldn't give him any money, and his grandparents were at their wits' end. After much deliberation, Song Anmin decided to go find Song Yingying.
These past few days, since the third brother has been at get off work and coming home, it hasn't been convenient for him to go see Song Yingying alone at home. This afternoon, he had the day off and no one else was home, so he was finally able to see Song Yingying.
Song Anmin knocked on Song Yingying's door.
"Enter."
Song Yingying looked surprised. "Third Brother, what brings you here?"
Song Anmin coughed lightly, "Yingying, your third brother has come to see you."
Song Yingying was reading a book. She put the book down and waited for her third brother to continue.
Looking at his younger sister's clear, bright eyes, with her head still wrapped in bandages, the third brother couldn't bring himself to speak. He thought to himself that he was truly not human.
But he will pay Yingying back the money he borrowed!
The third brother mentally prepared himself and said, "Yingying, I have a favor to ask. I'm planning to do some work, but I'm short 450 yuan. Could you lend me some money?"
Song Yingying's face stiffened as she remembered what her aunt had told her.
Under no circumstances should I lend money to my brothers.
Song Yingying swallowed hard. "Third Brother, I have no money."
The third brother's eyebrows shot up. "Yingying, how could you possibly be broke?!"
After the third brother finished speaking, he realized that his voice was too loud, so he quickly softened his tone, "Yingying, your third brother will return it to you. I'm not using it to do anything bad. I plan to set up a stall. Setting up a stall can earn you much more money than working in a factory. Your third brother will buy you new clothes then."
Song Yingying looked troubled. "Third Brother, I really don't have any money. I can't lend it to you."
Song Anmin stood up, his face full of disappointment. "Yingying, I know the Tong and Zhang families lost money, a whole 30,000! Even if Mom donated money and bought a house, it's impossible for her to have spent it all!"
Song Yingying also stood up, looking troubled and anxious. "Third Brother, I really don't have any money. It's all with my uncle and aunt. I... I have five yuan here. Do you want it?"
Third Brother's face was gloomy.
Song Yingying whispered, "I've been saving this for a long time; it's all my secret stash of money."
Five yuan?!
What good is five yuan?!
The third brother practically wanted to poke Song Yingying to death with his fingers.
"Yingying! That's 30,000 yuan! How could you let your uncle and aunt handle it? The house can't be converted into cash, what are you going to do with it? And what's more! They actually donated it! Donated it! Donated it! Donated it!!!"
The third brother feels heartbroken just thinking about it.
Song Yingying took a step back, and her third brother's spittle landed all over her face.
Song Yingying wasn't happy to hear him say that. "I trust my aunt and uncle. They wouldn't hurt me. Anyway, I only have five yuan. If you don't like it, then you can leave!!!"
The third brother almost vomited blood.
The third brother left Song Yingying's room in a daze, while Song Yingying continued reading.
She wants to study hard to get into university so she can buy a big house for her uncle and aunt in the future!
The third brother didn't go back to his own room, but left Heping Lane instead.
In the eldest son's room, Liu Aimei sat on the edge of the bed, her heart pounding.
Thirty thousand yuan!
They actually compensated Song Yingying with 30,000 yuan.
Liu Aimei beamed with joy. She excitedly lay down on the bed. Judging from her third son's tone, her mother had used the money to donate and buy a house. But given Liu Aimei's understanding of her mother-in-law...
There will definitely be some savings left.
The couple hasn't been behaving well lately. If Song Guomin can sincerely apologize, maybe Mom will calm down and leave the money to them.
Liu Aimei went home to change clothes at noon today because her pants were dirty. She came back to change and never expected to hear this shocking news.
My mom is really something, keeping such a big thing from them.
Even the third brother knows, so could the second brother and Song Rongrong know too?
The whole family kept it a secret from the couple?
As Liu Aimei changed her clothes, she frowned and began to resent Xu Guiying again.
After packing up, Liu Aimei hurriedly left Heping Lane.
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In the afternoon, Song Yingying woke up from her nap to find Qin Zheng and Qin Baohua there.
Song Yingying was shocked and worried. "It's you! What are you doing here? Aren't you still not better?"
Qin Zheng's head was also wrapped in gauze, and his hand was in a cast.
Qin Zheng pursed his lips: "I came to see you."
Qin Baohua was right behind Qin Zheng, carrying some health supplements in his hand.
There were no adults at home, only Song Yingying. She opened the door and invited the two of them in.
Song Yingying was actually not familiar with Qin Zheng at all; they had never spoken before. She was very grateful to Qin Zheng for helping her this time, but she was also socially awkward and timid, and didn't know what to say while standing in the yard.
Qin Zheng's expression was icy as he looked around the courtyard.
"Do you live alone?"
Song Yingying nodded, "My uncle and aunt, and my brothers all have to go to work, and my fourth sister has to go to school."
Qin Zheng frowned.
"So what will you eat?"
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