After the unpleasant people left, Mo Yitao asked Mo Mingde, "Where did they get so much money?"
Mo Mingde said, "It was all gathered from various sources."
He didn't mention that his family had also contributed 2000 yuan. However, while he didn't say it, Mo Zihong told the truth.
“My parents took out all the money they had saved for Ziyang’s wedding and gave 2,000 yuan to my second uncle.”
Mo Yitao sighed, "Sigh, I've also dragged your family down with me."
Turning to Lu Yuan, he said, "Our family can come up with 1,000, and if we scrape together some more, 2,000 should be about right."
Lu Yuan smiled and refused, "Mom, no need, we have enough money here."
As he spoke, he counted out another 2,000 yuan from the table and gave it to Mo Mingde. “Uncle, you can take this money back first. But you don’t need to tell your second uncle and the others. I can cover the money for now. It’s important for Cousin Ziyang to get married.”
If it weren't for the fact that Uncle Mo's family couldn't distinguish right from wrong and had strained relations before, they wouldn't have only given away one medicine for free, and then charged for the remaining one.
Mo Mingde naturally declined, but Lu Yuan was very firm. Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Lu Yuan and Wen Moxue to be so rich that they could lend seven or eight thousand yuan so easily.
Lu Yuan told Wen Moxue to put the rest of the money away. Looking at the gifts the Yan family had brought still on the table, he rummaged through them a couple of times and clicked his tongue.
"Director Yan is really generous. Two cartons of Huazi cigarettes, two bottles of Moutai liquor, as well as milk powder, malted milk powder, imported chocolate, etc. Tsk, all good stuff. Oh? There's also an envelope."
He pulled out a bulging envelope, opened it, and found a stack of ten-yuan notes. He counted them and found it was exactly one thousand yuan. There was also a note that said this was a deposit.
"Wow, that's really generous!"
Lu Yuan handed the money back to Wen Moxue, saying, "Wife, keep it safe!"
The others watched the two of them with smiles, all looking pleased. He was a loving husband, and they couldn't help but think, "No wonder he's so rich; he makes money really fast."
Lu Yuan gave two packs of Huazi cigarettes to Wen Shengtao and Mo Mingde, one pack each. He kept the Moutai liquor for himself, knowing it would appreciate in value later. He gave everything else to Mo Yitao.
The three elders were very happy. Mo Mingde did not refuse Hua Ziyan. He often entertained guests, and Hua Ziyan was high-class and what he needed.
He also mentioned the situation of Yan Keqin's daughter.
"Director Yan's daughter is the same age as Ziyang, only 21 years old this year. Before she was disfigured, she was very pretty. Everyone who saw her would praise her beauty. It's a pity that such a beautiful girl was disfigured."
Mo Ziyang added, "Yes, she used to be the prettiest girl in our school."
"Are you classmates?" Wen Muxue asked.
Mo Ziyang scratched his head and chuckled, "Sort of. We were in the same school in junior and senior high, but in different classes. She doesn't know me, but I know her."
"How did she get injured?"
Speaking of this, Mo Ziyang looked indignant. "It's because I'm too pretty and other female classmates are jealous. Four years ago, when we were in high school, one of the female classmates knew that sulfuric acid could disfigure people. Her parents happened to work in a chemical plant, so she secretly got a bottle of sulfuric acid and splashed it all over her face when she wasn't paying attention."
"Hiss—that female classmate is too vicious," Wen Muxue said.
Jealousy is truly a twisted and insane thing!
"That's right, she was very malicious. Fortunately, evil deeds are punished. Later, that female classmate was sent to a farm, and she died of illness a few days after arriving there."
Mo Mingde listened to their conversation, chuckled, and shook his head. This was the kind of information that only those who were unaware of the situation knew.
"Actually, the real reason why Director Yan's daughter was injured was because of the man she was dating. He was the son of the director of the Revolutionary Committee. He came from a good family, and many women wanted to marry him. I heard that the woman who threw sulfuric acid was one of them. She knew that the two families were engaged and then she had a desire for revenge."
"However, there are also rumors that the woman dated the director's son for a few days, but broke up with him because of Director Yan's daughter. The woman was so angry that she did something extreme. However, the director's family has not admitted to this claim."
“Of course they won’t admit it. If they did, it would be tantamount to saying that Director Yan’s daughter’s injury was entirely her boyfriend’s responsibility,” Lu Yuan replied.
Mo Mingde nodded, "However, a few days after that, Director Yan was promoted. He skipped the deputy director and went directly to the director position."
Everyone's smart enough to understand the intricacies of the situation. The Revolutionary Committee Director has a lot of power now; promoting one or two people is quite easy for him.
Lu Yuan wondered if the woman who committed the crime and was sent to the farm really died of illness. It was hard to say.
"What happened to Director Yan's daughter's marriage? Did the groom's family mind?" Wen Moxue asked.
"They said they didn't mind, but the marriage was eventually called off. However, it was the Yan family who took the initiative to call it off. Not long after Director Yan was promoted to director, he took the initiative to break off the engagement with the man's family."
Wen Moxue pouted, but outwardly she didn't seem to mind.
After learning about Yan Yuting's ordeal, Wen Moxue felt even more sympathetic towards her. In this whole affair, Yan Yuting was the most innocent victim.
That evening, I went into the space and prepared a new scar removal cream. This time, I increased the dosage of the spiritual spring water and used herbs grown in the space.
She murmured to Lu Yuan, "Actually, I think she needs more than just the scars on her face to be removed; she also needs to take care of her health. If you ask me, it would be best if she could come back with us and stay in the sanatorium for a year or two. I bet all her ailments would be cured then."
Lu Yuan remained noncommittal. Director Yan and his wife seemed to dote on their daughter, and if he were to take her away, they probably wouldn't feel comfortable with it at all.
Early the next morning.
Director Yan's wife, Cao Qingyue, was waiting at the entrance of the courtyard. She didn't knock, as she didn't hear any movement inside and was worried that she might disturb them since they hadn't gotten up yet.
She knew she had arrived too early; they weren't even sure if the ointment was ready yet. But she was just anxious. Even waiting at the gate of their courtyard would make her feel more at ease.
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