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Wang Dahua was worried about the money, so she set off early and did not bring Wen Daniu with her this time.

Because she disliked Wen Daniu's inability to speak and was afraid that the truth would be exposed.

When Wang Dahua appeared in front of Wen Ning'er's house with a bundle of luggage, Wen Ning'er was stunned.

It is true that her sensing range is five kilometers, but because she goes out to "fish" and "walk the fish" every day, her residence is often not within the sensing range, so she didn't know when Wang Dahua came.

Yin Yucheng didn't notice it either.

Wen Ning'er had no way to drive the person away. After all, she was a public figure now and had to pay attention to the impact.

If news that is unfavorable to her is revealed, even if it is clarified later, she will not only dislike the trouble, but sometimes, reputation cannot be recovered once it has fallen.

Especially the issue of filial piety, which has always been of great concern to the Chinese people, there are many netizens who believe that filial piety is above all else.

Wen Ning'er couldn't tell whether these people were living in a communist society or a feudal society.

It can be explained, but for Wen Ning'er, the cost of this explanation is relatively high.

However, on the platform, public explanation of evidence is also the last line of defense.

I can only say that it’s a good thing that she kept the evidence of her previous conversation with Wang Dahua, otherwise this mother might have been killed.

"How did you come?"

Wen Ning'er thought about it and poured a glass of water and handed it over.

She could basically guess the purpose of her mother's visit, so she wanted to see how her mother would answer.

"Oh, it's like this, Ni'er. We want to rebuild our thatched house, but we don't have enough money..."

The conversation stopped here, as if he was hesitant to continue.

Wen Ning'er was a little surprised that Wang Dahua could master this skill. She raised her eyebrows, but didn't say anything and continued listening.

This must have been learned or taught by someone.

Otherwise, Wang Dahua is just an ordinary rural woman who has never been to school and knows what it means to be hesitant to speak.

"I gave you quite a bit last time, didn't I? I remember the agreement said 20. The paper is still warm, and the money is gone?"

Wen Ning'er followed Wang Dahua's words and raised reasonable questions.

On the other side, Yin Yucheng's voice came from the earphones on her ears.

"Rabbit, I was careless. Several cameras along a certain road have been switched to fixed loop recording. Auntie should have come from that road."

Wen Ning'er did not respond to Yin Yucheng obviously, but tapped the table twice with her hand.

Yin Yucheng understood, and then continued: "I have found the car that Auntie was riding in, and I am tracking its whereabouts."

Wen Ning'er listened to the voice in her ears and looked at her mother, who had a smile on her lips but no smile in her eyes.

Wang Dahua suddenly felt a little cold all over. She rubbed her arms up and down with her hands, "Your money is not enough to build a house!"

"What? Did your son go out gambling? Isn't this enough money to renovate the old house?"

Wen Ning'er's tone was a little bad.

Wang Dahua was furious and stood up suddenly without caring about what the man said.

"My child has become very successful. The little money you gave me should be saved for your brother to buy a house! You big star makes money so easily, what's wrong with giving me a little more? What's wrong with giving a little more to your brother?

If you ask me, you should bring me, your father, and your brother here. Arrange a job for your brother and buy him a big house.

At this point, perhaps thinking of the wonderful life in the future, his tone softened a lot, "Your father and I don't have to buy a new house."

Wang Dahua stood up and looked around at the decoration of the villa, "We live here and can take care of you, how great! Ni'er, you said..." No.

Wen Ning'er laughed out of anger.

"No matter how easy it is for me to earn money, it is still my money. It has nothing to do with you, and even less with my brother.

Even if I die, your son will not inherit my money. Why should I use my money to marry him and have children? Am I his father or his mother?

When Wang Dahua heard this, her anger, which had just subsided, began to rise again. But at this moment, she finally remembered what the God of Wealth had said. That was a rich man who could give her one million. If he wasn't the God of Wealth, then what else could he be?

I could only suppress the words in my heart, "How can you say that about your brother?"

Wang Dahua's tone softened instantly, and then she continued with a bit of pity:

"Besides, I, I didn't ask you to give all your money to your brother. You live in a big villa, and your brother is still renting a house. What's wrong with siblings helping each other out?"

I was choking up at the end.

Wen Ning'er knew why she could become an actor, and she said that she didn't think she was very good at acting when she was taking the civil service exam, but how come she could be an actor so easily in this life.

Even with the help of the system, it was still quite smooth. This acting skill seems to have been passed down from generation to generation.

It seems that she has some family inherited skills, so she can use the system to integrate her acting skills.

"My brother is young and has all his hands and feet, so it's impossible for me to help him. If I have to pay for him to marry a wife, my brother will lose face and won't be able to hold his head up in front of his wife for the rest of his life. You don't want that, do you?"

Wang Dahua wanted to say how could she not hold her head up? As long as she had money, who cared about face?

Can face be eaten?

Look at the village chief in their village. Whenever he goes to meet leaders in the town, or when some important people come to the village, doesn’t he always risk his dignity and smile? That’s why the village chief is the first person in the village to build a small building!

Wang Dahua didn't know much else, but the idea that it was useless to have face was deeply engraved in her heart.

But you can’t say this: “Nier, I’m hungry, do you have anything to eat?”

Wen Ning'er was planning to say a few more words to vent her anger at being favored over girls, but the abrupt change of subject made her almost lose her temper.

Awesome, Wang Dahua, you even managed to change the subject!

"follow me!"

It was impossible to let Wen Ning'er do it herself, she didn't have the time, so she took him out to a restaurant.

Maybe the mother is quite happy!

Wang Dahua sat in the car, looking left and right, touching left and right, "This car looks really good~"

Then he looked at Wen Ning'er with a smile on his face, "Nier, buy one for your brother too. He can't go out to work without a car."

"I can't buy it. This car is not mine. It was provided by the company. I have no right to dispose of it."

Wen Ning'er pushed it back and forth, "And to be honest with you, you may think I'm quite popular, but the company actually makes the lion's share of the money, and I only take a small portion."

And tried to reason with Wang Dahua, "Also, I spend a lot of money. In order to get more work, my clothes and other things must be from big brands, otherwise my fans will say something."

Wang Dahua curled her lips after hearing this. She didn’t believe it.

All celebrities can act, so this girl must be her.

But he didn't say anything else. He was indeed very hungry. Eating was the most important thing, and everything else could be taken care of later.

On the other side, Wen Liang returned home and looked at his father. He was a little angry and a little scared and asked:

"Dad, please don't hide it from me. How can you and my mom have any money? Where did you get this huge sum of money?"

Wen Liang knew his family's situation very well. When he was in school, he knew that his family was not a poor household, but it was not much different from a poor household.

So he studied hard from childhood to adulthood, just to get that little scholarship to support his family.

I even started working part-time to earn money for my studies when I was in junior high school.

This time his mother suddenly transferred 20 yuan to him, which scared him.

Before he came back, he even imagined that this might be the car accident compensation for one of his parents!

Thinking of this, I was so anxious that I broke out in a sweat. I quickly asked for leave from the company and booked a ticket to rush home.

I didn't expect to see only his father when I came back...