Reborn as an 80s-aged woman, her unfilial son begs for forgiveness on his knees.

Upon hearing this, the old woman's eyes lit up immediately: "Collecting rent? That's a good idea."

"But daughter, you'd better think this through. It might not be so easy to rent out this place."

Sometimes, even if you rent it out, you can't even collect the rent.

"Auntie, thank you for reminding me."

But with so many children in the family, they couldn't survive without finding a way to make a living.

"So, could you please contact all the families selling houses in this alley? I want them all."

There are twelve households from one end of the alley to the other.

Although the houses are old and dilapidated, they are spacious in terms of yards. The smallest yard is 200 square meters and the largest is about 300 square meters.

She can afford it.

Upon hearing this, the old woman was so shocked that she almost dropped the shoe sole she was holding: "Twelve households? You want them all? Girl, you're not joking with me, are you?"

In this day and age, twelve courtyards would cost at least several thousand yuan. Who among ordinary people could afford that?

This girl looks plainly dressed, but I never expected her to be a rich person.

Zhang Wenying smiled and said, "Auntie, I'm not joking."

If you can get this done for me, I'll give you ten yuan as a tip.

The old lady's eyes lit up when she heard it was ten yuan.

You should know that she only earns a few cents for sewing a pair of shoe soles, and ten yuan is enough for her family to eat white flour for more than half a year.

He stopped sewing shoe soles immediately, threw the needle and thread into the basket, and stood up right away.

"Okay, honey, I'll contact them right away."

Come back tomorrow morning, and you can negotiate the price yourselves.

I am in charge of my own yard.

The courtyard is 200 square meters, and the asking price is 120.

Of course, the price is negotiable.

Nobody would want her yard even for a hundred yuan.

If you're going to ask for 120, you have to let them negotiate, right?

Zhang Hongyuan looked at the dilapidated houses, some of which had half of their walls collapsed, and the yards were overgrown with waist-high weeds, clearly indicating that no one had taken care of them for a long time.

He frowned and whispered to Zhang Wenying, "Sister, are we really going to buy this courtyard?"

Why is he so panicked?

We can't even live in this place. What if we end up with a bad investment?

Zhang Wenying, however, said with certainty, "Brother, don't worry. This place may be dilapidated, but it will definitely be valuable in the future. Trust me."

"Once the paperwork is done, we'll add another floor to the yard. Even if we can't rent it out, it'll still look comfortable."

Zhang Wenying's gaze swept over the dilapidated courtyard walls, her tone carrying an undeniable firmness.

Zhang Hongyuan opened his mouth, then shook his head speechlessly.

Cover it?

Some houses had roofs that had collapsed halfway, and they were still adding more? He really couldn't understand what his sister was planning, but seeing her confident look, he didn't say anything more.

After all, ever since her divorce, his sister has done things in a way that others can't understand, but she always succeeds, so he'll just let her be.

Li Jianguo was feeling sullen and had a poor appetite.

After getting off work, I still have to pick up my grandson.

After picking up his grandson and returning home, he found that he hadn't done anything for several days, and his dirty clothes were piled up, leaving him with nothing to change into.

Li Jianguo, with a sour face, let his grandson play with the tin frog in the yard, while he himself took a basin of water and squatted down in the yard to scrub himself.

He didn't care when water splashed onto his trousers; he just kept rubbing them until his hands turned red.

Old Sun, a neighbor who was passing by, saw this scene and found it incredibly novel.

"Hey, Lao Li, the sun must have risen in the west today!"

"You're a grown man, why are you washing your own clothes? Where's your wife?"

Li Jianguo knew that Lao Sun was teasing him, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't you know where my wife is?"

Zhang Wenying, that woman, is just being pretentious. She has a perfectly good life, but she insists on getting involved in this business. I can't be bothered arguing with her.

My daughter-in-law usually washes these clothes.

She's having a meeting at work today, so I'll just wash myself and change tomorrow.

"It's not good that this child is too filial; it makes me feel quite embarrassed."

Aunt Wang, who was washing clothes next door, sneered and said, "Li Jianguo, stop trying to make yourself look good."

Your eldest daughter-in-law has been married into the family for more than three years. When has she ever lifted a finger to wash your clothes?

Zhang Wenying used to wash all your clothes for free.

I heard that you pay for all the groceries for your family's dinner.

If you don't pay this money, you might not even be able to afford a meal.

Li Jianguo's face turned red and white after being choked by Aunt Wang's words. He scrubbed the clothes in his hands even harder, splashing water all over the floor.

That old hag, how does she know so much about his family's affairs?

Don't ask me how I know.

Your daughter-in-law is always talking about how bad her mother-in-law is and how stingy her father-in-law is, only giving her ten yuan a month for groceries and having to carefully budget even for a bag of salt. I feel ashamed for your family when I hear that.

When Zhang Wenying was at home, she took care of all the housework, water, electricity, and food expenses without ever saying a word of complaint or uttering a single complaint.

You're such a good daughter-in-law. You've been eating Zhang Wenying's food for over three years for nothing, and now you're going around badmouthing her.

"Zhang Wenying doesn't want you; it's all your fault for being heartless and cruel."

Grandma Wang's words caused a murmur among the neighbors.

Li Jianguo felt his face burning, and he almost tore the clothes in his hands.

"Sister-in-law, how can you talk like that?"

I'm happy to spend money on my family, and I'm happy to do my own laundry. Do you have any right to tell me what to do?

Li Jianguo kept up the pretense, but his hands visibly slowed down.

Aunt Wang wasn't annoyed; she just glanced at him indifferently, continuing to scrub clothes with her hands, but she didn't hold back with her words: "Me, pointing fingers? I'm just telling the truth."

Your son already has a son, and now that the whole family has moved in, you still have to pay for rice, flour, and cooking oil.

Your daughter-in-law almost smashed all the pots and pans in your house onto the roof while cooking a meal.

When Zhang Wenying was alive, when did your family ever lack food or clothing?

When they left, they even mended your torn socks, and you, on the other hand, let your daughter-in-law gossip about your old wife outside.

Old Li, wake up.

Only if you can earn money now will your son and daughter-in-law give you food to eat.

"When you're really too old to work anymore, see if they'll still do your laundry and cook for you." Li Jianguo's heart sank at these words.

He was still bragging about how filial his daughter-in-law was, but it turns out she was just paying for it.

Looking at the clothes in the basin, I remembered when Zhang Wenying was alive, the clothes were always folded neatly and placed on the bedside table, with even the buttons sewn on tightly.

His nose stung with tears, and he almost dropped the clothes in his hands.

It turns out that he had been deceiving himself all along.

But he couldn't let people laugh at him.

"You're just jealous that my son is a college student, jealous that my son is successful, and jealous that my grandson is smart and clever."

Of all your children, which one can compare to my grandson?

My daughter-in-law is truly filial. Even if I become bedridden and unable to move, my son and daughter-in-law will take care of me until I'm old.