Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

Seeing Wan An Ning washing clothes, Feng Xiangmei immediately walked up to her and touched her forehead.

"Look at you, you just lie down when you're not feeling well. When can't you wash your clothes? Where's Jingjing? Jingjing... why don't you wash your sister's clothes? Don't you know she's sick, and you let her wash her own clothes?"

An Jing came out of the house with a wry smile on her face: "Mom, my elder sister is fine now. She insisted on washing herself..."

Wan An Ning looked at Feng Xiangmei standing in front of her, her eyes moist. She sniffed and said, "Mom, I'm fine now. It's okay to wash two pieces of clothes. Jingjing is doing her homework. After the summer vacation, she will go to high school. She needs to make up for it this summer, otherwise she won't be able to keep up with the high school..."

Feng Xiangmei pursed her lips, thinking of what her man said to her before he left, and looked at An Jing with a hint of guilt in her eyes.

I'm afraid Anjing can't go to this high school.

But she quickly changed the subject: "The forehead is indeed not hot anymore, it seems that the fever has really subsided this time."

While Wan An Ning was washing her clothes, she was talking to Feng Xiangmei: "Mom, is the new bride pretty?"

"It's OK. He looks very blessed."

"She looks blessed, that's good!" Wan An Ning thought of Bao Hua's wife's chubby face and couldn't help but smile. He then asked, "How much money did you give as a gift?"

"We are not even five generations apart from them yet, and it would not look good if we gave less. I gave ten yuan."

It’s ten dollars!

Wan An Ning smiled bitterly in his heart.

"A big unity?"

"No!" Feng Xiangmei washed her face and said, "I didn't get a whole bill, so I gave two five-dollar bills."

Wan An Ning was stunned. Two five-dollar bills?

Then why...

Could it be that my rebirth has brought some changes to this matter?

But when Feng Xiangmei went to pay her respects, she had not yet been reborn!

Wan An Ning thought about it and frowned.

"When you gave the money, was there anyone else around?"

"Yes, your old lady Pan was right next to me. She gave the gift after I gave it..."

Wan An Ning thought about it and finally remembered who Aunt Pan was. She was a fat woman who had a good relationship with Feng Xiangmei.

However, she remembered that after Feng Xiangmei died in her previous life, Old Lady Pan seemed to be hesitant to speak whenever she saw her several times. She did not think much about it at the time, and later the two families gradually became estranged.

Could it be that Feng Xiangmei also put up two five-dollar bills in her previous life? Old Auntie Pan knew this, so after Feng Xiangmei died, she always felt guilty and wanted to tell them the truth, but she was worried that they would take their anger out on her...

If this is the case, it is not just a misunderstanding, but a frame-up!

Then...the fate of that father and son in the previous life was still too light!

Finally, she thought about it and decided to find the mallet that she used to do laundry. It was very convenient to use, but now many people use washboards, so the mallet is rarely used.

Feng Xiangmei was surprised when she saw it: "An An, why are you using the mallet? A washboard is also very useful!"

"It's okay, I'll just take it out and dry it in the sun."

It would be best if she couldn't use it. If she could use it, she would definitely make up for the regrets of her previous life!

Wan Xinhai's home.

Wan Yuanzhang congratulated Wan Xinhai with a smile, then handed over the account books and all the gift money he had received.

"Here, take this money first. It's 873 yuan in total. Here's the account book. Let's recalculate it. Then I'll complete my mission..."

Wan Yuanzhang attended a private school for a few days. Later, a primary school was built in the village, and he taught there ever since. He is now an experienced teacher.

The villagers respect intellectuals, especially teachers, so he is considered a highly respected person in the village.

In addition, he not only had beautiful handwriting, but also remembered the names of the heads of each household in the village very clearly. Whenever there was a wedding or funeral in the village, most families liked to ask him to sit at the gift table and keep accounts.

While Wan Xinhai and Wan Yuanzhang were checking the accounts, the groom Wan Baohua picked up the gift money on the table and began to count it.

"Eh? Something's wrong with this money?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Wan Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment and looked at Wan Baohua.

Wan Baohua took a half-new Great Unity and flicked it lightly with his fingers. Then he said, "Look, even this Great Unity is obviously a fake..."

Wan Yuanzhang's expression changed immediately.

Sitting at the gift table is a very respectable thing and is a symbol of one’s status in the village!

But sitting at the reception table also has certain risks!

The host let him sit at the gift table, which showed their trust in him. If he received counterfeit money or lost money, even if the host didn't say anything, he would lose face and be ashamed!

Wan Xinhai was also stunned, but he was old and had experienced a lot, so when he saw Wan Yuanzhang looked unhappy, he immediately came out to smooth things over.

He took the big unity note from his son's hand, held it up to the sun, flicked it with his fingers, and then said with a smile: "This is obviously real. You are just a kid, how can you know what fake money is? You are just talking nonsense!"

Hearing Wan Xinhai say this, Wan Yuanzhang was obviously relieved.

But Wan Baohua was immediately unhappy when his father questioned him, and he defended himself unconvincedly: "Dad, you are wrong, this is obviously fake money, I tell you, look here, this is obviously fake..."

"Hmmmm... shut up! What I say is true! You have nothing to do, right? Go and sweep the yard!"

Wan Baohua stomped his feet and went to sweep the floor with a broom in great dissatisfaction.

But Wan Xinhai was so obviously helping him out, how could Wan Yuanzhang not see it?

If this matter was just let go, his reputation for most of his life would be ruined. Who would dare to invite him to sit at the gift table in the future?

Thinking of this, Wan Yuanzhang gritted his teeth.

"Brother Xinhai, if this ten yuan is really fake, then I am blind and didn't see it. Otherwise... I will compensate you!"

After saying that, he took out ten dollars from his pocket, slammed it on the table, then walked out with a gloomy face.

How could Wan Xinhai let him leave like this? He quickly grabbed him and apologized with a smile: "Yuanzhang, don't be angry. This child is ignorant. Don't bother with him. I will teach him a lesson later..."

When Wan Yuanzhang heard Wan Xinhai say this, the anger in his heart subsided a little.

Wan Xinhai took the opportunity to stuff Wan Yuanzhang's ten dollars back into his pocket.

"Thank you so much for your help today. When the new bride returns home the day after tomorrow, you must make time to come over. We can go together. Also, we are having a drink tonight, so you must come."

"Okay then, now that the accounts have been settled, Xin Hai, you guys go ahead and do your work. I'll be leaving first."

The matter had been resolved, Wan Yuanzhang was appeased, and after saying some polite words, he was ready to leave.

But at this moment, Wan Baohua became angrier and angrier. He clearly did not see it wrong, but his father deliberately said that he did and punished him without any explanation.

Seeing that Wan Yuanzhang was about to leave, if I really let him go, wouldn't I never be able to prove myself again?