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Chapter 882 Your Name

When the fat aunt saw Mu Yunhan standing still, her eyes lit up: "His family used to have some good things. How about you buy a few of what you like, girl?"

Mu Li glanced at Mu Yunhan and asked, "It's not yours, so why do you have the final say?"

The fat aunt said awkwardly: "I can buy a little girl."

Mu Li was aggressive: "What are you buying a little girl for?"

"Of course I'm serving Grandma Guihua. What do you mean by this person? How do you speak?"

Gen Baohu came over fiercely, hugged his arms and said: "You think we are thieves. If you want to be thieves, you would have moved these things out and sold them long ago. Can you wait until now?"

Mu Li was able to stretch and bend, and immediately lowered his head to apologize: "This little brother is right, I can't speak."

Genbao glared at him, seeing that he had lowered his eyebrows and eyes, there was nothing he could do to him.

Mu Yunhan sat down in front of the bed, looked at the old and haggard face of Grandma Guihua, and said slowly: "Listening to what you said, this old grandma is really kind and righteous, which is really rare."

"I walked into her yard by accident, which can be regarded as a chance. My mother disappeared for some reason and has not been found so far. I am determined to pray for her. I will take care of this old grandmother's matter."

Fat Aunt and Uncle Ping looked at each other in disbelief.

Genbao rubbed his ears: "Did I hear correctly?"

Mu Yunhan said: "That's right. But I also have conditions."

Genbao looked like "I knew you were not so kind": "We will not commit murder or arson."

"Even if you dare, I don't dare." Mu Yunhan couldn't help but laugh.

This Genbao was still a brat with a naked butt and a runny nose when she left home, and she is still like this when she grows up.

"I want everything in the yard to be kept intact, and not to say a word about my help to the old lady."

"Why?" Uncle Ping was relatively stable, but he also felt strange.

"Good Feng Shui. It can bring wealth." Mu Yunhan glanced at the three of them, "Don't think about it. I know that this place is very evil and many people have died. You can't control it."

Uncle Ping and Aunt Fat showed guilty expressions.

Xiaomi stuffed an ingot of five taels of silver in her hand and said, "This is the deposit. Tomorrow we will send someone to take care of grandma and supervise you at the same time. Don't let the sweet-scented osmanthus tree grow to death, otherwise you will have to pay compensation."

"Why should we pay compensation?" Genbao was very angry: "You are being unreasonable and you started cheating even before the money was given?"

Xiaomi gave another fifty taels of silver: "Is that enough? Is it ours now?"

Genbao frowned and looked at the silver over and over. He had never seen so much silver in his life.

Uncle Ping put away the money seriously: "Just a moment, I will draft the documents."

Mu Yunhan sat in front of Grandma Guihua's bed, not wanting to go anywhere.

She really wanted to cut her nails, wash her hair, comb her hair, take a bath, and change her clothes with her own hands, but she couldn't do anything.

Uncle Ping soon came back with the written deed and showed it to Mu Yunhan.

The general idea is that Aunt Guihua is about to die of old age and has no one to inherit her.

After negotiation, he was willing to sell the yard and everything in it to Mu Yunhan for fifty taels of silver.

In addition to giving money, Mu Yunhan is also responsible for sending people to take care of Grandma Guihua until she dies.

Uncle Ping felt that he was trying too hard and was very embarrassed: "Girl, after talking for so long, what is your name?" (To be continued)


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