The old woman became rich by relying on the supermarket instead of selling her granddaughter

"Although I cannot reveal my identity, I can tell you that I am not an ordinary person."

The more vague Mo Ruyu's words were, the more mysterious and majestic he became in the eyes of Yang Wei's family.

It's so scary.

As soon as Mo Ruyu said this, everyone in Yang Wei's family took a deep breath.

Yang Wei's mother was so shocked that she even started to stutter when speaking.

"Excuse me, sir, what is your name?"

"Mo..." Before Mo Ruyu could utter the three words, he swallowed them back into his stomach.

No, he couldn't reveal his identity yet.

It's obvious that these people are not careful with their words. What if someone reveals his identity in advance and he can't take Hu Xianxian away smoothly, what should he do?

Thinking of this, Mo Ruyu's brain worked rapidly and he soon came up with an idea.

"Don't ask too many questions. Just recognize my appearance. Just call me Mr. Hong."

"Yes, Mr. Hong." Yang Wei's mother said.

Seeing that this family was frightened by him, Mo Ruyu felt relieved and began to give them orders.

"By the way, I need you to help me do something. If you can do it, I will give you ten ounces of gold."

Ten ounces of gold?!

When Yang Wei's family heard this, their eyes widened as if they had heard something incredible.

Yang Wei was still a child and could not understand what ten taels of gold meant.

He doesn't understand, but his mother does!

Ten taels of gold can not only allow Xiaowei to marry one or two wives, but also ten, twenty, thirty, fifty or even more. Her family can afford it.

Combined with Mo Ruyu's temperament, Yang Wei's mother was blinded by the money and believed him immediately.

He gave too much.

Even if it's fake, she wants to try it, she wants to make it real.

"Mr. Hong, what do you want to do?"

When no one else said anything, Yang Wei's mother spoke first.

Mo Ruyu thought about it and felt that she had to proceed step by step.

At the very least, he had to make sure that this family was truly reliable.

Do they really want to do something for him, or are they just playing a trick on him?

So Mo Ruyu decided that he would test them.

"Cough-cough-"

Mo Ruyu first cleared his throat, then spoke solemnly.

"Before I ask you to help me do the most important thing, I will give you a test first."

"What test?" Yang Wei's mother asked.

Mo Ruyu thought about it and felt that he could not have a direct relationship with Hu Xianxian for the time being, so he thought about it and decided to give it a try first.

"You should find a way to teach that woman named He Zhaodi a lesson first."

Isn’t Hu Xianxian best friends with He Zhaodi?

Then he would let the people close to Hu Xianxian get hurt.

"He Zhaodi?"

As soon as Mo Ruyu finished speaking, several exclamations were heard in the Yang family yard.

Obviously, they all knew He Zhaodi mentioned by Mo Ruyu.

Because there were so many people named Zhaodi, Yang Wei'niang confirmed with Mo Ruyu again to confirm whether it was a duplicate name.

"Is Mr. Hong referring to He Zhaodi from He Laoliu's family in Daquan Village?"

He Laoliu? What He Laoliu?

Mo Ruyu frowned, but he understood Daquan Village.

So he nodded at Yang Wei's mother.

"What? Do you know each other?"

Seeing that they actually had a common "enemy", Yang Wei Niang immediately became interested and talked nonstop.

"I know him. How could I not know him? Even if this little hoof turned into ashes, I would still recognize him."

"What do you mean?" Mo Ruyu became curious.

So, Yang Wei Niang told her all the grudges between them and He Zhaodi.

After listening to Yang Wei'niang's story, Mo Ruyu burst into laughter.

What do you call this? This is called searching for something everywhere but still failing to find it, yet finally getting it without any effort.

He doesn't have to worry about anything now and can only wait for their good news.

Yang Wei's mother happily sent Mo Ruyu back to Daquan Village, and was thinking about how to show He Zhaodi.

She had been humiliated by that little bitch several times, and now that she had someone backing her up, she was determined to get her revenge.

After Yang Wei's mother returned home, as soon as she closed the door, the family began to think about how to deal with He Zhaodi, now known as He Xiaoman.

A few days later, Shaoyao had recovered almost completely, so she took the initiative to come to Menglan and learn from her.

Meng Lan saw that the clothes she was wearing were the same ones she had worn on the day she fell into the water, and they were no longer suitable for the current weather.

After thinking about it, he arranged for her to go to the town with He Wushuang and her other two sisters to have some clothes made.

"Peony, Wushuang and the others are planning to go to town, so you can go with them to make two sets of clothes, and then start learning when you are ready." Meng Lan said with concern.

Shaoyao agreed, and seeing He Wushuang and the other three were about to go out, she hurriedly followed them.

"Wushuang, Xiaoman, Panqing, Lianlian." Shaoyao called out the four of their names enthusiastically.

"Sister Shaoyao!" He Wushuang shouted when he saw Shaoyao coming.

As soon as she finished speaking, she was corrected by He Panqing beside her.

"Sister Wushuang, from now on we can't call you Sister Shaoyao anymore. We have to call you Sister Zhenbao."

"Sister Zhenbao?" He Wushuang raised his hand and touched the back of his head in confusion.

"Zhenbao, that's the name Ah Xiang gave me." He Xiaoman on the other side gave He Wushuang some basic knowledge.

He Wushuang suddenly understood.

He Lianlian was very leisurely throughout the whole process, just like a bystander.

"Sister Zhenbao." "Sister Zhenbao."

Shouts rose one after another among the four sisters.

When Shaoyao heard He Panqing say "Sister Zhenbao", her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey. As for other people's words, it was just icing on the cake.

The five of them took a car and soon arrived in town.

No one was as familiar with the way to the cloth shop as Shaoyao, after all, she used to be a frequent visitor here.

When the cloth shop owner saw peony, it was like seeing the God of Wealth.

However, this time, Peony is really not the God of Wealth.

She has lost all her money.

Fortunately, He Wushuang was responsible for paying the bill this time, and Shaoyao could just return the money later.

Shaoyao did not choose those gorgeous and flashy fabrics to do business as she did in the past.

It doesn't mean that being flashy and ostentatious is bad, and that being simple and plain is necessarily good.

It’s just that everyone has their own path, their own choices and their own life.

After going through so many things, today, Shaoyao finally knows what she wants.

She didn't want fine clothes and delicious food, she just wanted a plain and simple life day after day, and to watch her benefactor have a good ending from afar.

So, Shaoyao picked out some pieces of coarse cloth and planned to go back and make some clothes for work.

He Panqing looked at Shaoyao's actions and said nothing, but just silently took another piece of pink cloth.

Everyone picked out some cloth, He Wushuang paid the money, and then they came out of the cloth shop and planned to go to the village.

Just a few blocks away from walking out of the cloth workshop, the five people met two people they were not expecting.

One old and one young, two beggars.