The teller exchanged glances with the security guard and nodded.
"Then I will withdraw the money for you now." The bank teller said. Originally, when taking such a large amount of money, you need to say hello to the bank in advance.
But when she heard that Nian Mu needed it urgently and it was for nothing, she didn't want to talk about making an appointment and just helped her convert the money into cash.
"Ma'am, here's the 50,000 yuan in cash you want," the bank teller said.
"Okay, thank you." Nianmu put all the cash in his briefcase and walked out.
"Madam, let me take you back to the car." The security guard said. He had just seen Nian Mu getting out of a car, so he planned to take her to the car.
After all, it is not safe to take such a large sum of money.
Nianmu returned to the car under the escort of security guards, and then said to Chengwu: "Let's go."
"Okay, Ms. Nian." Cheng Wu glanced at WeChat and saw that Mu Shaoling had replied to him a minute ago, telling him to protect Nian Mu.
It seems that Mu Shaoling also knows where this address is.
He took advantage of the fact that the road conditions in the car were good and not congested before it was time to get off work, so he speeded up the car slightly and sent Nian Mu to the place.
From a distance, Chengwu could see white lanterns hanging at the door of a house.
This is a custom in City A. If a house is doing something innocent, it must hang a white lantern at the door to tell passers-by not to bump into the deceased inside.
Basically, passers-by who have nothing to do with this house will avoid it and take another road if they see a white lantern from a distance.
"Ms. Nian, is this here?" Cheng Wu was not sure. He followed the navigation and shouldn't have made any mistakes.
But the other party is doing nothing.
"It's right here, Chengwu, you wait for me in the car." Nianmu said, opened the door and got out of the car.
"Ms. Nian, I'd better follow you." Cheng Wu said, unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.
"Then wait for me at the door." After Nian Mu finished speaking, he walked directly to the house where he was doing his business.
There were already several helpers sitting inside.
Seeing Nian Mu walking in, one of them stood up and asked, "Who are you?"
"Hello, are your family members here?" Nian Mu asked. He didn't see the security guard's wife here either.
"Auntie, someone is looking for you." The man shouted into the back room.
"Coming."
As soon as the voice fell, the security guard's wife came out.
She stood there and looked at Nian Mu carefully for a long time. At first she felt familiar, but she couldn't remember it. Suddenly, she remembered and said, "It's you."
"Auntie, I saw the news. Please express my condolences and accept my wishes." Nianmu lowered his eyes, "Can I pay my respects to her?"
"Go in..." The security guard's wife had mixed feelings, but she couldn't hold any grudge against Nian Mu.
Although her husband was stabbed to death by gangsters for protecting Nian Mu's property, the murderer was not Nian Mu. Afterwards, Nian Mu not only asked the property company to settle the pension, but also gave him a large sum of money.
Only then can she have money to treat their mother.
It's just that no matter how good the medical skills are, they can't cure the heart disease, so the old man still lives like this.
Nianmu walked into the back room and bowed three times to the coffins placed in the room.
In City A, people with decent families will choose to perform these ceremonies in the funeral parlor. After all, it saves trouble and there are also staff to watch the funeral.
However, some families who are in difficulty will still retain rural rituals and choose to do them at home.
When the time comes, ask the funeral parlor to come over for cremation.
Nianmu looked at the dimly lit inner room, as if her heart was covered with a layer of gray.
When the old man left, he was also thinking about his son who died unjustly, right?
Moreover, after all this time, the police had no clues.
Nianmu paused for a long time with his eyes lowered.
The security guard's wife came over and stood next to her, "Madam, this matter has nothing to do with you."
"If your husband hadn't left, the old man wouldn't be like this..." Although Nian Mu has never experienced the pain of a white-headed man sending a black-headed man away, she does know the pain of separation of flesh and blood.
When she first chose to study abroad, she suffered every night.
Because she always dreams about the child who is separated from her, which is an uncomfortable feeling.
But at that time, she should be better off than the old man. At least she knew that her child was growing up happily and healthily somewhere.
When the old man was sick, he could only think of the security guard and the scene of his death...
"Everything is doomed. It could have been saved. I used the money you gave me to ask the hospital to help with the treatment.
The doctor also said that the operation was successful, but the old lady only wanted to leave with her son, so even the best medicine and the best doctor's medical skills could not save her." The security guard said.
The wife said slowly, her words filled with regret.
She once said in front of Bao Bao's grave that she would take good care of his mother and their children.
But after only a few months, the old man let him go.
What I promised was not fulfilled.
"Please have my condolences." Nian Mu said, opening the briefcase and taking out the money inside, "Auntie, it must have cost a lot of money to treat the old lady. I can't do anything. Please accept the money.
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When the security guard's wife saw so much money, she quickly shook her head and said, "Ms. Nian, you have helped our family a lot before. I can't take any of this money."
"Just accept it. The old lady was sick before and you didn't tell me. If it weren't for my apartment, your family wouldn't be like this now. Just accept it. The old lady will have to spend money for her funeral. Your children will go to school in the future.
Life also requires money, and this little money is nothing." Nian Mu insisted.
"No, no, no."
"Auntie, just accept it." The man who just stood up to ask about Nian Mu's identity came in from outside. Hearing their conversation, he persuaded the security guard's wife.
"In the future, children will need money to go to school. Even if you work two jobs, how many years, months and days will you have to work hard to save enough money for your children to go to college? My brother's previous wish was for his children to be admitted to the best university in city A.
Go to a good university and become a promising person. Don’t be like him, who can only be a security guard... The pension from eldest brother has been almost used to treat my mother’s illness. Don’t be brave. The worst is to wait for the child.
After you finish college and become successful, you can give this money back to this lady."
"Yes, Auntie, just accept it." Nian Mu also persuaded, saying that this is what she owes their family, "The child is still growing, so he doesn't need to be well dressed or well-dressed, but he must eat well. Now
You are the only remaining labor force in the family, and this money can make your children's lives better."
The security guard's wife wiped away her tears and said, "Thank you, Ms. Nian."
"You don't need to say thank you, it's me who should say sorry..." Nian Mu's voice was choked with sobs. Seeing unlit incense beside her, she picked up three sticks, lit them at the candle next to them, and then inserted them into the incense burner.
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