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Chapter 27 I'm Broke

Lin Qian paused with his chopsticks, scattered the pieces of meat in the pot, and calmly withdrew his chopsticks, pretending to be nonchalant and said, "What's wrong?"

Grandpa sighed: "Her current man is dead, plague. I can't get a fever anymore, I suspect it's the same disease."

Lin Qian met him last time in the county and had some impressions. In fact, after all, Lin Qian's mother had a hard life. When she married Lin Qian's father, the conditions were actually not good. When Lin Qian was eight years old and had just started to improve, Lin Qian's father died suddenly. After she remarried, her new husband abused her and caused her to suffer a lot. Now she finally boiled her husband to death, and the same thing happened to her son again.

If the youngest son just disappeared, to be honest, in the environment of the end of the world, if there is no other marriage, a lonely widow will be squeezed out and cannot survive. The old man said that kicking widows' doors and digging up household graves is not just a joke, but a very common occurrence. The poorer you are, the more serious this kind of thing is. If she remarried, two husbands would die in a row, and the rumors about Kefu would spread far and wide.

"Want money?" Lin Qian asked two words.

"That's what she said. But your mother should have a share of the money your father left behind. Although your mother left in a hurry, the money was left to you." Grandpa didn't know that Lin What was Qian thinking? After all, it had been so many years that the grandpa and grandson hadn't said a damn about Lin Qian seriously.

"If you have a share, give it to her. Besides, it's not for anyone else, only her and the newborn son. But if her son really disappears, the money she has will belong to others sooner or later." Lin Qian said. Not angry words, but the truth.

Grandpa knows better than Lin Qian, after all, he really came from a poor life: "Then Qianqian, tell me the truth, if your mother comes back, will you let me go?"

"Impossible." Put the sliced ​​meat into the dipping bowl, "If I'm short of food and clothing, I won't be stingy. I haven't seen her since I was seven or eight years old, and there is no need to meet her in the future."

Lin Qian said that there is room for negotiation All gone.

"Then when will you send her the money?" Grandpa knew what kind of person Lin Qian was, so he wouldn't change it in the future, and asked directly about sending the money.

"Just ask her for an account to remit the money to. If you have a mobile phone, you don't need to send the money directly." Lin Qian stuffed the meat slices into his mouth, because there were too many dipping sauces and it was a bit salty.

He Yangxuan didn't speak. If he just talked about this matter with Lin Qian, he would open his mouth to talk about his thoughts, but grandpa is here, it seems like he can't justify talking too much.

"I thought you hated your mother so much, and you never told me these years." Grandpa heaved a sigh of relief.

"Didn't you tell me?" Lin Qian matured quite early. Since his father died and his mother left, he has heard a lot of sympathetic or curious remarks, especially those who are free and like the owner of the Li family. Short, when I see him, I can't avoid mentioning his mother.