Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

If people are allowed to stay, they will immediately bring their whole family over.

If no one is allowed to live there, they immediately use children as a shield.

They've taken all the good things.

"Heh, so what do you want?"

"No, absolutely not!" My cousin's wife's voice suddenly became shrill, her breath flaring. "Ten thousand yuan? Why don't you just rob someone!"

Ning Jun took a sip of tea and continued, "Then there's nothing to discuss."

"Zuo Qinghe! Are you trying to drive our whole family to our deaths?!"

The person on the other side was clearly trembling with anger.

“Mingmei is about to start school. Can you bear to see him without a school to attend?”

"As her aunt, how can you bear to watch Mingmei go to those lousy kindergartens and be bullied by inferior children?!"

The more anxious her cousin's wife became, the calmer Ning Jun remained, and she countered with a question: "Since you put it that way, then I'll have a word with you about it."

Did I force you to sleep with your husband, Zuo Yaozu?

Did I force you to have a child?

"Is it my fault that my nephew can't go to school? If you want to blame someone, blame your uncle for being poor, your cousin for being useless, and your mother for not knowing people properly."

“Ask his father and grandfather why they didn’t prepare a large single-level house for him, ask his mother why she didn’t marry him into a wealthy family.”

"If you don't have money, don't have children."

The person on the other end got so angry that they hung up the phone.

Zuo Guangzong immediately mobilized other relatives.

The extended family members then made phone calls.

"Qinghe, this is wrong of you. How can you speak to your elders like that..."

"Second Aunt, I need to borrow some money, not much, just two hundred thousand."

"Why do you need to borrow money? What do you, a girl, need so much money for?"

"Because Chen Meifang and Zuo Guangzong embezzled 200,000 yuan of my rightful inheritance, I definitely need to borrow money to cover this shortfall!"

My aunt said, bewildered, "What does that have to do with me? Besides, you're not going to renege on your loan, are you?"

"Yeah, I'm not paying you back, so what can you do about it?"

My second aunt had never seen such a shameless person in the world, and she said angrily, "You wish! I will not lend it to you no matter what!"

"That's right, you and my uncle are just the same kind of people. One of you borrows money and doesn't pay it back, and the other doesn't care about anything that doesn't concern him. You're both shameless!"

My aunt hung up the phone in anger.

My aunt called again, without stopping.

"Qinghe, how can you be so unreasonable? You even borrow money from your elders, and you're not going to pay it back?"

"So what do you think I should do?"

"You should talk to your family about the housing issue..."

Ning Jun was deeply moved, and said in a trembling voice, "Third Aunt, you are such a good person!"

The aunt was overjoyed, thinking things had finally taken a turn for the better. "What's the big deal? It's good that the conflict is resolved. It's just that when will the house be ready...?"

But then, Ning Jun changed the subject.

"Third Aunt, please transfer the 360,000 yuan to my card as soon as possible. I will send you the card number in a moment."

Auntie San was slightly puzzled. "What 360,000?"

"Third Aunt, you're such a kind person! You actually paid for my uncle's rent yourself! You're so good!"

Ning Jun's tears fell like rain.

"I only accept long-term leases! The minimum lease term is three years. Auntie, I know you mean well, so please transfer the 360,000 yuan to my account as soon as possible."

Auntie San said anxiously, "Qinghe, you can't just say things like that! When did I say I was going to help your uncle rent a house?"

"Didn't you call to ask about renting a house for my uncle?"

"I'm sure you're kind enough to help my uncle, right? That way I'll have money, my uncle will have a place to live, and you'll gain a reputation for being a good Samaritan. Wouldn't that be a win-win-win situation?"

Third Aunt was furious.

"You're being incredibly generous with other people's money! I never agreed to this."

"Oh! Third Aunt, so you knew! So you knew you were being generous with other people's money to save face!"

"You're so shameless! People who don't know you might really think you're a generous person, but you're so stingy that you won't give your relative more than 300,000 yuan!"

Auntie was so frightened that she immediately hung up the phone, fearing that Ning Jun would continue to ask her for the so-called 360,000 in the void.

My fourth uncle, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, called.

Ning Jun asked suspiciously, "Why did you call?"

Zuo Qinghe's fourth uncle, with a deep, hoarse voice, said seriously, "I'm asking you to give up the house for Guangzong's family to live in."

"Why?"

When Fourth Uncle heard that Ning Jun dared to talk back, his tone became urgent, "What's the point of a girl like you living in such a big house?"

"If anything happens to you in the future, won't the Guangzong family be the ones to back you up?"

"Oh." Ning Jun thought for a moment, "Fourth Uncle, then you can let me live in your house, and I'll let my eldest uncle live in my house."

"You! Zuo Qinghe, I am your elder! How dare you take my house?"

Ning Jun scoffed: "What's the point of living in such a big house when you're an old man who's about to die and still a bachelor?"

"Why not give it to me? You can give me your house, and I can even make a good impression on you at your funeral."

Uncle Si's veins bulged, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, and he spat as he spoke into the phone.

"You little brat, even if I become a ghost, I'd rather die than give the house to an outsider like you! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking; once you have the house, you'll be eager to kick me out!"

Ning Jun asked suspiciously, "Fourth Uncle, even a bachelor like you who is illiterate knows about this, so why do you think I wouldn't know?"

Uncle Si was speechless, holding back his anger, muttered a few curses, and then hung up the phone.

"You guys are ridiculous. Zuo Guangzong didn't give you any benefits, yet you came to charge into battle."

"What, do you think he'll spit out what he eats and give it to you?"

Immediately afterwards, all her relatives called, and Ning Jun used the same excuse—to borrow money or give money.

We can provide the house, but your uncle's family needs to pay the 200,000 yuan debt.

Moreover, they only accept renters and buyers.

The minimum rental period is three years, plus a deposit, and any damage to items will result in a minimum compensation of ten times the amount.

Shouldn't we be more tolerant of relatives?

Then she'll pay back Zuo Guangzong's debt and then consider the matter of forgiveness.

The relative immediately fell silent and never contacted Ning Jun again.

Zuo Qinghe's parents had made a will a long time ago, leaving all their property to Zuo Qinghe.

The reason I don't leave anything for my "family" is because I know their personalities all too well.

Zuo Guangzong had accumulated a lot of gambling debts, and Zuo Yangmiao's family paid off 200,000 yuan of them on his behalf.

This is not a small amount.

If this continues, it will only become a bottomless pit that can never be filled.

But Old Mrs. Chen still refused to believe that her eldest son, who had finally achieved great success, hadn't left her a single penny.

The house was left to the money-losing son instead of his entire family.

Now, Ning Jun has "accidentally" caused this mess.

Everyone knew that Zuo Yangmiao's family had made a will.

Zuo Qinghe is completely innocent, but Zuo Guangzong's family owes Zuo Qinghe 200,000 yuan and has not repaid it. They even tried to seize their niece's property through Old Lady Chen.

Old Mrs. Chen already had a bad reputation.

Being attacked by Ning Jun only worsened his reputation in the village.

What about spoiling the youngest son and belittling the eldest son? What about valuing sons over daughters?

It can be as awful as it gets.

The village affairs office was filled with gossip about Old Mrs. Chen's family, making her too embarrassed to return to the village. She had no choice but to stay with her second son. The whole family squeezed into a not-so-spacious rented room in the urban village.

"Mom, is that money-losing girl still unwilling to budge?"

Zuo Guangzong lay on the sofa, took out a cigarette, and began to smoke it listlessly.

Three million yuan was clearly waving at him.

If we can seize the opportunity, we can pay off all our previous gambling debts in one go.

But among them was Zuo Qinghe.

My niece is still disobedient. Can she handle such a large family fortune? He'll have to be the one to manage it!

While washing the dishes, Old Mrs. Chen said resentfully, "That little slut can't be contacted now, and she won't listen to anyone."

"Mom, do you have any money left? I'm short of living expenses."

"Son, I don't have any money on me!"

Old Mrs. Chen hasn't worked for many years, so where would she get the money? It's all thanks to the alimony Zuo Yangmiao gave her before she died.

She saved most of it and secretly used it to help Zuo Guangzong's family.

Who could blame her? Her favorite great-grandson was among them.

"That's troublesome. Mingmei's tuition for next month is still unpaid..."

"I'm so worried. If only my grandson were a little smarter," Zuo Guangzong sighed. "Yaozu is such a slowpoke. If only my Zuo family could produce a genius like him."

Ideally, one should be born with knowledge.

He's exceptionally sensible, so he won't need to go to primary school, saving his family a lot of money.

.......

Zuo Mingmei, who was sleeping in her room, suddenly opened her eyes.

His eyes were filled with panic and anger!

A few minutes later, "Zuo Mingmei" seemed to have gotten used to his identity and quickly calmed down.

His face showed the "joy" of surviving a disaster, and... that ruthless desire to kill!

Little did he know, his every move was being monitored.

How could the killer have known that there were hundreds of cameras hidden in the room of a seven-year-old child?

Even with his keen senses, the assassin couldn't find the hundred or so incredibly well-hidden cameras.

"I never thought that something as fantastical as rebirth would happen to me."

"And it was a rebirth a month before the apocalypse..."

Zuo Mingmei pondered, having played the role of a good child at home for several days, as he considered his next move.

"Although this child is too weak, he is not entirely useless."

Considering the Zuo family's boundless indulgence of him these past few days.

Family bonds cannot be born in the soil of the apocalypse.

After experiencing the beauty of human emotions for the first time, Zuo Mingmei finally let down her guard against the Zuo family and perfectly integrated into the body of a child.

In the depths of his being, he sensed that the Zuo family and his fate were inextricably intertwined.

"Unfortunately, this family isn't very wealthy; they're still in debt..."

Although money becomes worthless after the apocalypse.

But before the apocalypse, nothing can be done without money. You need at least a million for basic necessities.

"However, I heard that my second uncle's family was quite wealthy, and that he had passed away, leaving a huge inheritance to my cousin."

A sharp glint flashed in Zuo Mingmei's eyes.

"Cousin, the end of the world is coming soon. You can't protect our property by yourself."

"Besides, you're playing the role of the Holy Mother, and the Holy Mother of the End Times will surely die. So I'll reluctantly let you end your suffering first."

Zuo Mingmei's memories from his past life and the assassin's past life merged together. He quickly formulated a battle plan.

First, borrow money to stockpile goods, and then transfer the goods to Zuo Qinghe's place.

The neighborhood where Zuo Qinghe lives is sparsely populated, but the roads have been repaired, and no one knows about it. Moreover, the terrain is flat, making it easy to escape.

It's not far from Jiang Province, where he started his business in his previous life.

A good route is extremely important for escaping.

"But she actually ignored her elders' advice..."

When Zuo Mingmei learned that Zuo Qinghe had become "unfilial" and refused to give way even a step, he frowned.

"Let Grandma cry in front of her door for three days and three nights. Anyway, she makes a living by doing social media."

"Since you have no shame, I'll ruin your reputation!"

Whatever needs Zuo Mingmei, this great-grandson, may have.

Grandma Chen was always the first to agree.

"My dear grandson, you're so clever!" Old Mrs. Chen said with a beaming smile. "Don't worry, as long as I'm bedridden, I can make sure Mingmei lives in a big house!"

Isn't it just a staged accident?

Grandma Chen is very confident in her acting skills.

So much so that he became overconfident.

She lay down in front of Zuo Qinghe's house and started acting like a shrew.

The door opened quickly.

Old Mrs. Chen's face lit up with joy.

He hurriedly crawled to the man's side, one hand tightly gripping "Zuo Qinghe's" thigh, the other pounding his chest, crying and shouting:

"Oh dear! Why am I so unlucky!"

"Why is my life so miserable, Chen Meifang! My children are so unfilial!"

The wailing was so loud it shook heaven and earth; anyone who didn't know better would have thought that Old Mrs. Chen had lost her family.

Finally, she wiped her snot and tears on her trouser leg and secretly spat on herself a few times.

"Hetui! Hetui!"

I'll pass on the illness to that good-for-nothing, and once he dies, the house will belong to my great-grandson!

Her life won't be so bitter anymore!

Grandma Chen secretly thought about it, and the more she thought about it, the happier she became. She even stopped crying and almost laughed out loud.

So much so that she forgot that Zuo Qinghe's figure wasn't that big, she wouldn't wear a bright red dress, and she didn't have leg hair.

“**.” The owner of the leg swore as he felt the sticky liquid.

Then, he immediately raised his right foot.

Miracles happen with great force. Before Old Mrs. Chen could react, he flung her five meters away!

"Where did this old hag come from, daring to treat me like this?"

Grandma Chen was pushed against the wall by an extremely strong force and almost couldn't catch her breath.

"You...you! You!"

"What do you mean, you old geezer? Believe me or not, if you come in again, I'll break your leg with one punch, and I'll just give you some medical expenses and make sure you're paralyzed for life, believe it or not!"

Old Mrs. Chen suddenly opened her eyes.

The person in front of her was nowhere near the weak and easily bullied Zuo Qinghe.

Instead, it was a burly man nearly two meters tall, strangely dressed in a red dress! He also had a hideous scar on his face.

Old Mrs. Chen swallowed.

Faced with this tall stranger, she initially felt confident that others wouldn't dare to touch the old man.

"Who...who are you? This is my house, get out!"

Scarface sneered, then reached behind the door and pulled out a spiked mace. "You old hag, you say this is your house? If you can produce a key, I'll let you go."

"If you can't produce it, I'll break your legs! Let me tell you, I just got out of prison and I'm itching for a good time. I don't need you!"

Old Mrs. Chen didn't have the key to this house, but she stubbornly insisted, "I don't care, we live here! My granddaughter lives here!"

"I am her grandmother—"

The scarred man slightly reduced his strength and kicked Old Lady Chen ten meters away.

This allowed Old Mrs. Chen to cough up all the phlegm that had been accumulating for over ten years.

"Even if you're my ancestor, it's still not allowed!"