"Speak your mind," said Jia Lanhua. Though she usually had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and had come to despise Wu Daming, seeing him, once a proud and domineering figure in their village now reduced to such a pitiable state, she couldn't help feeling some sympathy.
No matter how much she resented Wu Daming, the fact that they had once been husband and wife was unchangeable.
Even raising a dog can create bonds of affection.
It wasn't exactly affection at this moment but she certainly felt some emotional turbulence.
"Just tell me, as long as it's reasonable, I can help you manage it," she said.
It was then that Wu Daming finally spoke.
"Well, after you return to the village, could you find a way to sell the house and land? They're not worth much, but they might fetch about two or three hundred thousand. Could you keep half and leave half for Lingling?"
"She's still studying and is quite young. She needs some security for the future, I..."