At 4:40, an hour before the dinner, Uncle San and Brother Wu returned to Rimura Moto's house with cooked dishes.

The two of them called the children around to help carry some small items, lied that the meatballs and jerky were not cooked, and ordered them not to steal them. The two of them each carried two boxes of beer and slipped into the village with brisk steps.

When I passed by the door of the ancestral home, I saw Liu Po ​​cursing and talking to the villagers outside the lobby.

"Aunt Liu, what's the big day here? It's not worth it-" Uncle San asked mysteriously, looking forward to Aunt Liu asking what big day it was.

Qingming Festival worshiping ancestors is not a festive event. As Aunt Liu is concerned about her personality, she should be questioned, but she didn't expect that she didn't follow the topic. She seemed to be really angry about something-

"You're angry! Why don't you? That bitch is so angry that I'm so angry."

"Who is it that makes you so angry." Uncle San said along.

I wanted to prepare an atmosphere and say something that everyone didn't know, but Aunt Liu was so angry with her eldest grandson.

"It's not that ungrateful limu, who eats mine and uses mine to help outsiders."

"what happen?"

Uncle San felt something was wrong and asked in a hurry. At this time, his wife stood up, walked out of the hall quickly, and came to them enthusiastically - or completely out of place.

"Don't ask, the things are heavy, are you tired? Come on, I'll take you to find a place to put them on," said Uncle San's wife.

She pretended to snatch her husband's beer box, but she dragged the three of them to the kitchen like a tug.

This beer is not a dish, so you don’t need to put it in the kitchen at all. Just find a place to put it on. I felt that my wife’s move was quite problematic, so my third uncle immediately asked his wife:

"What's the matter?"

"Huh, I'm finally saved." His wife patted her chest.

Just now, I wanted to escape from Liu Po's devil's claws immediately. Although I kept echoing Liu Po ​​and saying, "Yes, yes... we understand, you are right... believe, believe, you didn't lie..." Liu Po ​​still felt that everyone didn't believe her, so he grabbed the witness just now and explained, and cursed Li Mu and his son unilaterally.

Without anyone refuting her, she verbally verbally verbally for dozens of minutes.

"There are some problems here with the Liumao." Uncle San pointed at her head, "She thought her wife was an outsider and had no blood relationship with her. She thought that her wife could marry again and her grandson could have another...so she drove her grandson out of the house."

Uncle Third's wife was concise, but the fifth brother next to her was stunned.

"Ah—?!" He shouted for no reason.

Because things were too abrupt, the two of them who just came back were stunned.

Uncle San was pretty good. Brother Wu relaxed his hand and a "clang" sounded! Two boxes of beer fell to the ground.

"What are you doing, how much money is wasted."

The fifth brother's wife rushed over and said, "When her husband had just returned to the village, she also made an excuse to sneak out of the Sixth Prince's clutch."

"Don't worry about it for now, tell me - is this a big deal? Will he come back with a seventeenth brother?" asked the fifth brother to his wife.

"I guess..." Thinking of Li Mu's silence, she trembled and said, "Sixth Lady will not come back if she doesn't kneel down and apologize."

"I think it's useless even if Liu Po ​​goes to ask for it."

"Yes, you didn't see him like that..."

"Maybe they will get divorced when they go back. Liu Po ​​said that Jiahui has been talking about another 'better' woman for more than ten years. It seems that both parties know about this, and they also said it during the quarrel."

The two women didn't dare to speak just now, but now they got together, and they started to talk without Liu Po's constraints.

"How could this happen!!" The fifth brother, who was happy a minute ago, whined: "My duck farm, my turtle farm, and my boar farm are gone..."

"What are you nervous about? You don't have any scenes? You just surrounded a railing in your backyard," said the fifth brother's wife.

On the other hand, Uncle San was also pounding his chest and stamping his feet and shouting: "Oh, my ancestor, my sixth aunt, our Li family has been hurt by you."

"How do you say this?" Uncle San's wife didn't have much feelings about what happened to her family.

"I just heard from the radio that Li Mu is now a rich man with a net worth of 40 million! If nothing unexpected happens in a few years, his net worth will probably reach 100 million!!"

“44444-40 million?!!!”

"Broadcast? Are you serious? 100 million?"

The two wives exclaimed.

"Vietnamese currency?" Uncle San's wife finally asked with great care. After being surprised, she added.

Will the radio news program talk to you about the Vietnamese currency joke?

After listening to the story of the two in the market, the two wives sighed in shock...

Before the country banquet, the news gradually spread in the village. When the villagers who happened to turn on the radio and listened to that channel came to their home, they finally confirmed that this pear wood was the pear wood in the village.

"Our village has a tens of millions of yuan?"

"It's a pity that even his mother was driven away by Ri Zhiyou's wife."

"This, this is really... a sin."

There were dozens of tables in the village. During the banquet, everyone observed Pingnan Li's house with complex expressions. When they met Liang Minjing, they even stared at him with hostile glare.

During the meal, everyone was talking. When they approached Pingnanli's house, a new argument came from the table at Uncle San's house.

"If you want me to tell me, you have to blame the lemon wood for hiding it deeply. Why do you hide so much money? I think it's because of ulterior motives, otherwise what happened today wouldn't have happened."

When the third uncle saw that his younger sister said this, he felt that if he was spread to Limuyuan in the future, he would have a bad impression. He was afraid that he would be difficult to borrow money in the future and refuted:

"If you were you, wouldn't you hide it? If you had a million, you would be wary of going out. When you saw a pig killer who was afraid that he would want to kill you, when you saw a hemp rope, when you wanted to tie you up, when you saw a village party secretary, you were afraid that he would want to cheat you. Our family has no background, so you would be cheated. Even if you were tied up and killed - from noon to midnight, the police station would not file a case for you, and you had to wait until the 24th hour to establish it..."

"It may not be possible to file a case in 24 hours. It is not easy to file a case. Criminal filing is very complicated. Once it is established, it cannot be withdrawn, and a large amount of police force is required. But if a family of officials and businessmen is born with some background, you may just call and communicate with acquaintances to file a case. We ordinary people are not born rich people, and they are born penniless. Who should be more cautious when they are rich suddenly?" said the fourth uncle, who also lives in the city.

"What are you all looking at me and saying it? I just said that the limu was hidden deep. If I knew he had 40 million, would Liu Po ​​drive him away?" Seeing her talking in a cold sweat, everyone looked at her with contempt.

...Who just used the derogatory term "unpredictable intentions"? In the eyes of the little girl, should Limu be defined as the culprit than the Pingnan family's mistress?

It seems that the little girl was brainwashed by Liu Po-

Uncle San couldn't help feeling sympathy for his younger sister.

"I don't think it's hidden deep, or it's not hidden at all, but some people didn't see it. The three large murals of Pingnan Primary School, which can be sold for $1.2 million together, is equivalent to 10 million yuan. But now it's solemnly covered with glass covers, so no one can see that the money is actually in Li Mu's hands.

"Let's talk about the museum's studio, which takes 10 minutes to take a guest - double break. When the holidays are full, you can charge 720 yuan a day. If you adjust the tickets to 2 yuan per ticket, you can earn more than 1,000 yuan a day. Tourists who come to Nanhua to visit studios and murals will even spend 10,20 yuan. If you raise the price during holidays, you will make tens of thousands of yuan a day.

"It's a pity that he donated all his studio income to buy painting tools to poor primary schools, and the money was not taken into his hands. But if he could draw a studio, he would definitely be able to draw a second studio. As long as each studio has the level of the first room, the scenery is enough to make people linger. There must be so many people who have visited once and want to visit the second time... Many people either regret not having time or regret not being able to buy tickets.

"Limu did not show that he was very rich, but actually told us that he was very profitable! The same goes for buying redwood... It should be able to make a lot of money."

Hearing this, the people here calmed down. The little genius in Nanhua City is not famous for making money, which is well-known. What made him famous was his mathematical mind and painting talent. He went to the United States for two rounds like a parade, and he won the top prizes in their country twice in a row without any effort. The art he created was basically all charity sales works, and the visit fees collected during the holiday of Pingnan Primary School were all used as primary school public expenses, and studio tickets were even supplied to poor schools across the country.

He only regards comics as a career and only collects money from drawing comics. Without the content revealed this time, no one would think he is very rich. In fact, he still only makes money from comics. Everyone knows that the awards he won were donated to the school in succession and left to him - there is nothing else except comics.

...The child actually showed enough talent.

I just met a bad family and a bad mistress.

"40 million, 40 million is amazing! Even if there is 100 million, it is useless! I am neither greedy nor short of money! I will raise a ungrateful wolf like him in vain."

I don't know whether the mistress was talking loudly or deliberately showing her position.

Just like the movement of stars, no one can change her will. To be honest, her spirit of "seeing money as dirt" defeated everyone, but the defeated villagers could not understand her open-minded state.

#Liu Po, you don’t have money, we don’t have money, we don’t have money, our Gusixiang Primary School is not worth money!

#What a nonsense to raise you, you have never raised you since you were born.

#This prodigal wife.

Whispering...walking...

Mr. Liu, who had returned from fishing, looked sternly at his wife.

Axuan, who was doing business, looked confused and doubted whether her choice was correct.

Because the two doses of "heavy ingredients" are too strong today, everyone's minds are a little confused, and even if the food is rich, they will not be able to eat.

...

In the evening, when the banquet was held in Li Village, the huge Pingnan Li family had only two mothers and sons back home.

Li Mu and Li Xiuli stuffed essential clothes into their respective suitcases.

Isa and Katsuno sat on the floor. The former stared at Limu as usual with a blank expression, while the latter looked at Li Xiuli with a crying expression.

Perhaps I have already adapted to the two-person world of this family of three. The two more people in the room are a bit more lively than usual when I was eating - a kind of lonely and lively bustle.

Li Xiuli's sad eyes wandered in the living room, as if she was sighing silently.

"Limu, don't you regret it?"

"Mom, you've asked a few times..."

After a while of silence, I decided to tell my mother his answers endlessly.

"What's there to regret? Even if I raise my own value in front of them, do you want that kind of hypocritical family affection maintained by money... Besides, you know about my dad... This family is not worth our continued maintenance."

"..." Li Xiuli didn't say anything.

Rimu knew that his mother wanted to divorce very early in his previous life, but she was always worried about his son.

How many times have you been asked: Do you want to go with your dad or with your mom?

Li Mu always answered cunningly: I want to talk to my dad.
To be continued...