Reborn back to the time before I sold my blood to support my scumbag boyfriend's college educat

"Sister-in-law, if we don't have the money, then let's not build the house."

Zhang Xiaohua overheard her mother-in-law and eldest sister talking about wanting her eldest son to marry Xia Yichu, who reportedly owns three houses. "Then why are they building another house? Three houses would be one for each son." she thought.

She knew her mother-in-law must have used underhanded methods to get Xia Yichu to marry her son. She pretended not to know, thinking that if anything happened, it wouldn't concern her, her husband, or their son.

"Zhang Xiaohua, what do you mean?"

Li Xiuzhen was furious. Hadn't she and Zhang Xiaohua agreed that no matter what happened, they would insist they had no money and would only contribute 10,000 yuan? Yang Yunxia would pay the rest, but now she was going back on her word.

"Sister-in-law, my eldest sister has already done more than enough by helping us with 50,000 yuan. We should be grateful. What do you say, brother?"

Zhang Xiaohua wouldn't reason with that idiot Li Xiuzhen; she went straight to Yang Yunhao.

"Li Xiuzhen, shut up! Yunjie, sister-in-law, did our eldest sister really say she'd give us 50,000 yuan to build a house?"

"right"

Hearing his younger brother's affirmative answer, Yang Yunhao was very happy. His family had saved more than 30,000 yuan, and he was happy to take out 20,000 yuan to build a house.

"Okay, I'll pay the 20,000 yuan. When do we start building the house?"

Yang Yunjie and his wife looked at Wang Fengxian. This matter wasn't up to them; it was up to their mother.

"Boil some hot water for me to take a bath, and take my blankets and clothes to be washed tomorrow. Don't worry about building the house, I'll take care of everything."

"Mom, why take a bath so late at night? I'll help you take one tomorrow when I have time."

Li Xiuzhen was the first to object; the old woman stank horribly, who would want to bathe her? Zhang Xiaohua didn't want to either, but she was smart enough not to say anything.

"Fine, then leave me alone and let me die sooner, and see if your eldest sister is still willing to give money to build a house."

"Mom, you can't say things like that again. If your sister-in-law doesn't want to, I'll wash you myself. I'll go boil some water right away."

Zhang Xiaohua knew the old woman was threatening them, but she was telling the truth. If she really died, Yang Yunxia would most likely stop caring about them.

So, the house wasn't finished yet, Xia Yichu hadn't married her son, and the old woman couldn't die; she still needed to be well-fed and cared for.

"Li Xiuzhen, look how filial your sister-in-law is, why don't you hurry up and help her?"

Li Xiuzhen walked out reluctantly, but even she, in her naiveté, understood what her mother-in-law meant.

"Mom, where will we live after the house is built?" Yang Yunhao asked after Li Xiuzhen left.

"Go stay at your older sister's house. She has several rooms on the second and third floors, enough for our whole family to live in."

"But will the Xia family agree?"

"The house belongs to your eldest sister, and they have no right to disagree. Zhiheng and Zhiqian are the younger generation, so they can only listen to your eldest sister. As long as your eldest sister agrees, no one can object."

"Yunhao, you should spend more time with Xiaosheng. Xingwang is in jail, and you can only rely on Xiaosheng for the rest of your life. He can't afford to get into any more trouble."

"Mom, I understand."

Yang Yunhao was worried because his youngest son didn't study or go out, so he sighed and left.

"Mom, my eldest sister has spent almost all of her salary on our family's expenses over the years. Does she still have money left to build us a house?"

"She didn't have any, but there's still the Xia family and Zhiheng and Zhiqian. Zhiqian hasn't been married and his salary hasn't been much these past few years. Although Zhiheng bought a house and got married, I don't believe those two old geezers from the Xia family didn't help out with the money."

Don't worry, your older sister can easily ask for 50,000 yuan. Let's build the house first, and then ask her for money if we need it for other things later.

Mom wants to talk to you about something else. Come a little closer, I want to talk to you about your older sister…”

Wang Fengxian whispered in her youngest son's ear for more than ten minutes, and Yang Yunjie's expression changed from shock to joy.

In the morning, Yang Yunxia first went to Xia Guofang's house to tell her that she had something to do today and wouldn't be going to the mall. Then she took a taxi to where her youngest son worked, not knowing if he had driven there.

Since leaving her eldest son's house last time, she was angry that her two sons were not on her side and didn't even care about their grandson. She had never seen them again.

"Mom, what brings you here?"

Xia Zhiqian was inspecting a large truck. This was one of the first batch of used trucks he bought, and he would check it before each trip.

"What, can't I come here?"

Xia Zhiheng's living conditions here are poor; it's very dusty, and there's only one 60-square-meter room next door. Inside the room is an inner room with a 1.8-meter bed, where the driver can rest when he comes back late at night.

There is a table outside, with a tea set on it, a sofa, and a few chairs.

"Mom, come in and sit down. Have you eaten?"

"No"

Yang Yunxia is in a bad mood and didn't sleep well last night. She's not hungry now.

"I'll go buy you breakfast. What do you want to eat?"

"No need, I'm not hungry. Sit down, I need to talk to you."

Last night, after much deliberation, I decided it would be best for my younger son to pay the 50,000 yuan. My older son and his wife probably don't have much money. They've already bought a house, had a wedding banquet, and now they've just had a baby, so there will be even more expenses in the future.

Besides, she only gave Su Qingyan a small dowry and couldn't ask them for more. If her mother-in-law found out and asked them for money, she would definitely come to their door and scold her.

The younger son is different; he already has a house for Xia Yichu, so 50,000 yuan is nothing to him.

"Okay, Mom, what's wrong?"

Yang Yunxia looked at her youngest son; his skin was dark, and his fingernails were also a bit grimy. She felt a little reluctant to ask for money, but the thought of him giving Xia Yichu a house made that reluctance vanish instantly.

"Your grandparents are building a house, and you know your two uncles don't have that much money. So, Mom wants you to help them out."

"Mom, building a house is a good thing, and it's only right that we help. I'll contribute 10,000 yuan, so Uncle and the others don't need to pay."

Xia Zhiqian thought that his actions were generous, and that his mother should be content.

"Zhiqian, ten thousand yuan is too little. Where would your uncle and the others get that much money?"

"Mom, how much do you think I should give them?"

"At least 50,000"

Xia Zhiqian thought that his mother would ask for a maximum of 20,000 yuan, and that 50,000 yuan would be enough to build a house.

"Okay, how much money do my uncle and his family plan to pay me back each month? Also, they have to give me an IOU."

"Xia Zhiqian, they're your uncles. How can you have the nerve to ask them to write IOUs?"

Yang Yunxia stood up excitedly. Her mother had no intention of paying it back, so how could she possibly write an IOU?

"Why be embarrassed? Even close brothers should keep clear accounts. Besides, I don't trust my grandma and uncles. What if they deny borrowing money from me later?"

"My money didn't come from thin air, Mom. You can't possibly cheat your own son for the sake of your family! Fifty thousand yuan is no small sum."

"If you can give Xia Yichu a house, why can't you give your uncle and his family 50,000 yuan to build a house?"

Xia Zhiqian was very disappointed in his mother, ultimately because she still harbored resentment about giving Xiao Chu a house. She still didn't understand that her maternal grandmother and two uncles' families were a bottomless pit, never to be filled.

"No, you gave Xiao Chu the house because you wronged Auntie, and you only let Yang Yunxian move in for my brother and me."

That's why my aunt passed away so early. It's only right that I give Xiaochu the house; it's something we owe her.

Yang Yunxia didn't want to hear these words; it was Lin Weihong's own bad luck, and she couldn't blame anyone else.