I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Wei Miao went back to the room to answer a phone call, then went to the bedroom to check on Aunt Xu who was getting an acupuncture injection.

The old monk looked up at her with a hint of accusation in his eyes.

Wei Miao touched his nose and looked at Sister Lan again. She was standing by the bed, looking down at her mother with a worried look on her face.

Wei Miao walked out of the house, looked at the pulling and screaming in the yard, and raised his hand to check the time.

He said to Wei Ran who was standing there blankly:

"Ah Ran, what do you think?"

Wei Ran, who had been silent all the time, looked up at his elder brother.

He didn't know what to do, but he knew that his mother would never come back.

But they cannot be taken away by the police.

"Brother, please forgive her this time and let him go home."

Wei Ran's current cognition and ability make it impossible for him to handle this matter well.

I can only ask my elder brother for help.

Wei Miao handed ten French francs to the policeman who was sitting there smoking and watching the show, and said with a cupped hand:

"Thank you for your help, sirs."

The policeman was in a very good mood, holding ten French francs in his hand.

"Don't worry, little brother. I will take her back to her home and hand her over to her husband personally."

When Luo Xiaomei heard Wei Ran asking him to go back, she begged him at first, but when she saw that Wei Ran was unmoved, she screamed and pushed Wei Ran to the ground.

Ignoring his painful expression, he kept cursing loudly.

Wei Ran looked at the woman whose mouth opened and closed, and recalled the soft whispers she had spoken when she was in his arms when they were little.

He held his head in pain, roared, stood up and ran out.

Wei Ling saw it and said, "Brother, I'll go take a look." Then she chased after him.

The only person who cared about Aunt Wei Er was scolded and left by her, and she was also very confused.

Wei Miao was annoyed and said to the patrolman:

"She broke into a private house and pushed my aunt down, almost causing her to have a miscarriage. The medical expenses and maintenance fees must be at least twenty dollars."

The patrolman was naturally thinking of Wei Miao.

"Uncle Wu, write the terms and have this person sign them. We'll come to collect them another day."

Luo Xiaomei pointed at Wei Miao and wanted to make a scene, but Wei Miao smiled and said, "Aunt, your family lives in Pingkangli, right?"

Luo Xiaomei's pupils trembled suddenly.

Although the concession was prosperous, not all of it was filled with Western-style buildings and luxury cars.

The poor are always the majority. Pingkangli is full of old houses, most of which are slums. The landlords separate the houses in the slums and rent them out to poor laborers.

Luo Xiaomei was not exaggerating when she said she enjoyed herself in the concession.

The man she remarried owned a large courtyard in the concession, and they made a lot of money just from the rent.

Unfortunately, there are many people in the family. The man has two brothers above him, two brothers below him and a sister.

Just look at the fact that his family made him marry a widow, and you can tell that he is an unloved and bullied person.

After the strong-willed Luo Xiaomei got married, her life was never going well.

Her parents-in-law were strong-willed, her sisters-in-law were arrogant, her younger sister-in-law was spoiled, and her husband was weak, but she endured the humiliation while enjoying a good life in the concession.

In the past two months, she was washing clothes for others and met Aunt Yan, who was also washing clothes for others.

It was only during this conversation that I learned that after I left, the Wei family had actually made a comeback.

She suddenly felt depressed.

She is living like this now, but the Wei family has become prosperous, so what is the point of her going through all this trouble?

No, she wants to go back, back to the Wei family.

So she began to inquire about the Wei family, and the more she inquired, the more regretful she became.

She even went to where Wei Ran and his friends went to school and secretly watched them.

The foreign school, which costs more than thirty dollars a year, sends four children to school at a time.

The Wei family has really become prosperous.

Yesterday, she saw many people going to Wei's house to drink, some driving rickshaws, and some bringing large and small gifts with them.

They wanted to make some noise during the full moon banquet, but since the eldest brother and his wife cared about their reputation, they definitely kept her.

But yesterday she was frightened and ran away.

She had held on until today and she couldn't wait any longer. She never expected that her elder brother and sister-in-law, whom she had looked down upon in the past, had actually become successful.

Wei Miao didn't bother to care about this person's mentality, "Sign it or go to the police station?"

Luo Xiaomei shook her head, "I won't sign. I won't sign."

Wei Miao said: "Then please ask the superiors to ask her parents-in-law to sign when they come to visit."

"no!"

If she lets those two old guys sign, she's afraid she'll have no chance of survival.

"This is not possible, that is not possible. Do you think my Wei family is made of paper and can be manipulated by you at will?" Xu Ayu spat at her.

Wei Miao took the paper handed over by Uncle Wu and said with a smile:

"What do you think your parents-in-law would do if they knew you were always thinking about your ex-husband's family?"

Luo Xiaomei collapsed on the ground, and the look in her eyes as she looked at Wei Miao changed from viciousness to fear.

"I, I'll sign!"

Luo Xiaomei couldn't write, so she pressed her fingerprints.

Wei Miao put away the note, and approached her despite the peculiar smell on her body, and whispered:

"I don't care how A'ran and the others treat you in the future. If you dare to come to my house once, Huangpu River will not be in trouble."

The skinny woman was dragged away like a dead dog, with a crying baby behind her. It was really pitiful.

Xu Ayu, who has always been soft-hearted, was not moved at all, but just felt sorry for the child.

Wei Miao saw the troublemakers leave and handed the note with Luo Xiaomei's fingerprints to Xu Ayu.

"Mom, next time she comes, take this with you and go find a family with the surname Li in Pingkangli. I guarantee she will behave herself for a long time."

Xu Ayu gave her a reproachful look and sighed, "After all, she is A'ran's biological mother."

Wei Li, who had been silent the whole time, said, "Grandma, my grandma died a long time ago."

Xu Ayu hugged the man in his arms and said, "Just say this at home, don't tell anyone else about it."

Wei Li lowered her eyes and said nothing.

When Wei Miao entered the bedroom again, the acupuncture points on Aunt Xu's body had been removed and she had regained consciousness.

Sister Xu Lan was feeding her boiled water.

Seeing Wei Miao and Xu Ayu, she smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

The old monk motioned Wei Miao to go out, and Sister Xu Lan saw him and hurriedly followed him out.

"Master, where is my mother?" Sister Xu Lan asked.

The old monk put his hands together and said gently:

"Mother and child are safe. Let's take care of them first. If the fetus is fine, I can ensure that he is born safely."

After the old monk finished speaking, he glanced at Wei Miao.

Wei Miao clasped his hands together, bowed to the old monk, and said to him sincerely:

"Thank you, master."

Sister Xu Lan didn’t know why the old monk’s results were so different before and after.

But looking at Ah Miao's attitude, I knew she must have done something in the middle.

"Ah Miao, I want to call Ah Miao."

Wei Miao pointed to the phone next to him and said, "Sister Lan, call first. I'll take the master back."

Wei Miao supported the old monk back to the opposite yard, and saw Xiao Qian hurriedly walk out of the room with a hurried look on his face.

"Master Zhishang, please go and see the young master. He, he, is vomiting blood."

The old monk's expression did not change after hearing this, but his pace quickened.

Wei Miao did not go in to cause trouble.

She felt like two years had passed in the past two days. Things kept piling up, always catching her off guard.

It was as if paving the way for something earth-shattering.