Wen Rao stood next to Zhan's mother and saw the housekeeper walking slowly towards those people.

The butler stood on the steps with his body straight.

Although he is sixty years old, his back is straighter than that of young people, giving people a feeling of righteousness.

“I’m Mr. Zhan’s housekeeper, and I’ve been in the Zhan family for forty years!

I know everything about the Zhan family in Yuncheng!"

The butler gave these people a warning as soon as he opened his mouth.

The meaning is very clear, I can see clearly whether you are human or ghost.

Don't try to play tricks on me.

"It's not the butler we want to see! It's Mr. Zhan!

Look at our family, some are old, some are young, and some are disabled.

Wuuwuwu... We can't survive any longer...

We also ask Mr. Zhan to lend us a hand because we are relatives.

Wuuwuwu...Otherwise our whole family will die at this door."

A fat man in his forties spoke first.

He beat his chest and stamped his feet as he spoke.

Wen Rao frowned after hearing this.

Then he looked at Zhan's mother, "Are these people here to ask for money?"

Zhan's mother nodded.

"Asking for money is one thing, but there are more exciting things."

Zhan's mother knew part of it, but not as much as the housekeeper.

So she didn't show up today and let the housekeeper handle it.

"Don't you know that the old man went to the back mountain?

You gathered together early in the morning and waited an hour for the old man to go into the mountains before coming to make trouble.

Don't tell me it's just a coincidence?"

The housekeeper was not polite at all to this family.

It’s because he has seen too many of this family’s greedy faces.

"Don't slander us!

Our family can’t even afford to eat!

Who has the time and energy to calculate when the old man will go out?

That’s what the old man said at the beginning, even if they are distant relatives, they are still family!

He won't ignore us!

But now we have nothing to eat or drink, and the old man refuses to help!

Woohoo... Our requirements are not high...

We just hope that the old man can lend us some money so that we can bury our deceased father.

And I also treated my seriously ill mother..."

The middle-aged fat man should be the son of the family, and the pale and skinny woman next to him is his wife.

There is also a sister who is about the same size as him.

Lying on the ground was the sick old lady of the family.

There were three other children sitting on the ground, rolling around and then arguing and fighting over a branch.

The two girls were relatively older, about eleven or twelve and seven or eight years old.

The little boy was only five or six years old.

All three children were wearing ill-fitting clothes that were either too big or too small.

Especially the girl in the middle, her top was so big that three of her could fit in it.

The pants obviously didn't fit, they had become shorts, and there were several tears in them.

The only one who was decently dressed was the little boy.

But the clothes are several sizes too big.

“Bhutto! You said the old man doesn’t care about you?

How dare you say such things!

Your father passed away, and the old man said he would be responsible for his burial and follow-up.

It is still based on higher specifications.

But what did you say?

You insisted that the old man give you the money, saying that you wanted to do it yourself and show your filial piety to the last extent!

Otherwise I won’t agree to bury you!

The old man trusted you once, and you took 30,000 yuan and turned around to go gambling!

And go to the bath center to find women!

This is your father's burial money!

You've spent all your money and now you come to the old man again!

If the old man doesn't give it to you, then he won't help you!

Either I don't want to help you, or you are not worthy of my help again and again! "

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