Who Will Be More Miserable

"Then…"

"Stop talking about this. Get out! Get out!"

Without giving her second son a chance to speak, Aunt Wang kept the money on the table and chased everyone out.

She would never tell anyone where she hid her money. Even her husband was no exception, for he liked to drink and blurted out anything when he got drunk.

She was not wary of other people, but they had an outsider living with them. What if her eldest daughter-in-law learnt where she had hidden the silver and stole it?

She had to be careful.

"I have to hide the money first. We'll bring An Jiuyue's son over tomorrow morning. The money will only belong to us after Ministry Councilor He takes him away."

"Mother, hide it well. Don't lose it," An Da and An Er reminded her in unison.

The money was theirs. They were looking forward to buying food and having a good meal at home tomorrow.

They must not lose the money!