A Few Things About Retirement (Part 2)

Lin Wanxia recalled as she opened the letter.

"I was still young at that time.

I was afraid of being cheated and I also wanted to save face.

I hated the people in their village who were morally blackmailing us. I was also

afraid that Jiang Sinian would be embarrassed, so I thought of a way.

I paid for the greenhouse, and they had to give me a commission."

Chen Manshu's crow's feet were smoothed out because of surprise. "You mean this remittance is the share of your investment in the greenhouse? It was given to you this year?"

"It was not given to you this year." Lin Wanxia shook her head, "It has been given to you over the years.

At first it was a few hundred, then a few thousand, and now it is hundreds of thousands."

"Hundreds of thousands is not a small amount for farmers. And after so many years, those who borrowed money at that time are old, right? There are still people who remember your kindness?!"

"When their village built a primary school, they also erected a stone tablet, which said that the school was donated by me. Later, their village became prosperous. In recent years, it has been expanded and demolished, and the primary school has been demolished a long time ago.

But the words on the stone tablet were copied to the new stone tablet.

The people who lent me money retired, but the next village chief was my fourth brother, and then my fourth brother's son... In short, it seems to be a custom in their village to give me dividends.

Oh, yes! Their village is now a well-known wealthy village."

Chen Manshu lazily leaned on the sofa, curiously: "Giving you money is a good thing, why are you hiding?"

"The primary economic entity in their village is no longer the vegetable greenhouse. I burned my hands holding it. Besides, I have been holding it for so many years and it is enough!

People in middle age do not see things in black and white like they did when they were young.

Later I thought about it, in my eyes, they were kidnapping me morally, but in their eyes, I was their only and closest hope to escape poverty.

They all regarded me as a savior and wanted to grasp me as a life-saving straw.

I have said many times that I will not accept their money, and the transfers will be returned every year. I really didn't expect that they changed to the old method of using remittance slips this year.

After the time limit, it cannot be returned."

Chen Manshu nodded, "Okay, I accept if you don't accept the remittance, but why don't you answer Alex's call?"

"Oh! His wife is pregnant again, and he wants me to give him a child." Lin Wanxia said calmly.

Alex had experienced the unpleasantness of being a father when he was unmarried, and he didn't want to take care of his own child anymore.

He tried to reason with Lin Wanxia and put the facts to appeal to her remaining conscience and let her help take care of the child.

Anyway, she was a retired old lady who couldn't go too far and had nothing to do.

Chen Manshu felt the same way, "Who said retired old ladies have nothing to do? We have a lot of things to do! And what is an old lady? Can we always be eighteen years old?"

"I agree."

Chen Manshu's phone started ringing again.

She looked down and raised her cell phone in front of Lin Wanxia, ​​"You are right not to answer other people's calls, but you don't answer your own children either?"

Lin Wanxia raised her hands, covering her ears with one hand and her eyes with the other, "What children? They are debt collectors! Especially Yueyue!

I don't know how many bad things I did in my previous life to have to be her mother and daughter!"

"Oh." Chen Manshu nodded and said casually, "In that case, let me, your godmother, meet her boyfriend on your behalf!"

"Okay!" Lin Wanxia nodded, then reacted, put down her hands suddenly, and widened her eyes, "What did you say? She found a partner? Is it true?

How old is the guy? What does he do at home? What does he look like? Is he a good person? What about his original family?"

Chen Manshu pulled the corner of his lips sarcastically, "Are you her mother or am I her mother?"