The man who repaired the door came quickly. Not only did he confiscate the money, but he also said a few words of comfort.
Mu Yunhan insisted on treating him to a white flour pancake.
Mu San and his wife scratched the crack in the door to see clearly, racking their brains to think.
Where did this damn girl get the money? She spent money to repair the door and eat white flour pancakes, but she could even use white flour pancakes as favors!
She must have sold that thing to the Gu family!
Otherwise, why would the Gu family be so nice to her?
I heard that just buying medicine to treat her injuries cost a full fifty taels of silver!
Old Man Gu throws out a handful of chicken feathers every day, and he doesn’t know how many chickens he has killed!
In addition, the Gu family also sent medicine and food to the dead widow Sangmenxing.
They are making noise like that, but they are also protecting people to the death.
How can this be done without any relatives and no benefits?
Mu San's wife was very anxious: "What should I do? The Gu family is not easy to mess with."
Mu San sneered: "Don't worry, you can go find that person. He can give us ideas to seize this house and help us get our things back."
The couple looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of greed and calculation.
Mu Yunhan served Mrs. Mu, drank the medicine, repaired the door, and was about to go back.
Mu An and Mu Ying clutched the corners of her skirt tightly, looking at her eagerly, reluctant to let her go.
Madam Mu Er said: "Come here, I have something to tell you."
Mu Yunhan said obediently: "Mom, I will listen."
"Your money was given by the Gu family, right? It's all thanks to their care that you can save your life, and your siblings and I can survive. Otherwise, we would all have to go down to accompany your father."
After Mrs. Mu Er said this, she coughed hoarsely again. It took her a long time to hold it back, but she was out of breath: "I'm telling you so much because I want to tell you that as a human being, you need to repay kindness."
Mu Yunhan said: "I know my kindness and will repay it. The money was not given by the Gu family. I sold my needlework embroidery skills to the Zhao family."
"Sold?" Mrs. Mu Er was surprised, and then sighed: "Just sell it. It's just that you are growing up, and I can't protect you anymore. If possible, you can try to stay in the Gu family and sign a living contract.
If you become a maid, you will have a way out in the future."
Mu Yunhan frowned: "Be a maid?"
In her memory, Mrs. Mu Er was very kind to her children, but now she was asked to work as a maid for the Gu family?
"No, you don't understand. I gave birth to you, but I couldn't protect you. Not even your father..." Mrs. Mu Er smiled miserably and handed Mu Yunhan half a broken mirror: "Look at your face."
"You are more beautiful than my mother when she was young, and you will become more and more beautiful in the future. You come from a poor family, a widowed mother and a weak brother. If something happens to you next time, it will be 10,000 times worse than this time."
Mu Yunhan pursed her lips. She had long noticed that although Mrs. Mu Er was old and haggard, her facial features were very delicate and beautiful, and her temperament was different from ordinary village women.
As for her body, the exposed face and hands are very rough and black, but the skin on her body is as white as jade. Although the facial features are not long, they are already a bit more delicate than the second lady Mu.
If it blooms in a few days, it will definitely bring disaster.
But that is limited to the original owner and does not represent her.
She will not work as a maid for others. Having her body and property in someone's hands is equivalent to having her freedom and destiny held in someone's hands.
She has been imprisoned her whole life and she doesn't want to make the same mistake again.
Moreover, having to work every day is not conducive to her making money and making a fortune.
"Don't worry about your face, I have a way." Mu Yunhan said: "Mom just said she can't protect me, not even my father...what do you mean?" (To be continued)