The stars and moon hidden by clouds in the night sky appeared again at some point, and the soft moonlight shone down, illuminating the road to Hanyuan.

The lights in Hanyuan were still on, and those in the courtyard were a little surprised to see Wen Mianmian coming over. Wen Mianmian gave a 'shhh' and refused to let those people come forward.

The Hanyuan is not a big one. Mrs. Wen has always lived in the master bedroom, while Mr. Wen lives in the wing room. There are two rooms between the wing room and the master bedroom. This shows that Mr. Wen's status is really light.

At this moment, Mr. Wen was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the room. There were many good-looking objects on the table. Wen Mianmian gently pushed the door open a gap and looked carefully for a while without knowing what he was doing.

"grandfather."

Pushing the door open wider, Wen Mianmian's smiling face was revealed, which frightened old Mrs. Wen and almost dropped the bottle in his arms to the ground.

"What...what are you doing here?"

Wen Mianmian entered the door, and closed the door very considerately. She squatted on the ground and looked at the cabinet with her grandfather. "Grandpa, why did you find all this when you were up late at night?"

Recalling Hua Jingyun's saying, "A gentleman loves money and gets it in the right way." Wen Mianmian guessed that her grandfather's crime must have something to do with money.

"Is grandpa planning to take the money and run away, or is he planning to smuggle it out in exchange for money?"

Mr. Wen's expression changed drastically, and he carefully put down the bottle in his arms. His eyes were full of panic, and he said tremblingly, "Zu...I...don't..."

"Grandpa, you're panicking. You must be hiding something from us." Wen Mianmian stepped forward and helped him sit down at the table. "Grandpa, don't cry. Whatever happened, I'll find a solution for you."

Old Mrs. Wen lost his guard in an instant, tremblingly took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, and burst into tears before he could speak. It was so miserable.

It has to be said that Wen Mianmian's ability to accept is quite strong. Seeing her grandfather crying like this now, she can already relate to her.

When I went to pour water, I found that the kettle was empty. When I got up and opened the door, I found someone eavesdropping at the door, "Stop."

A woman with a somewhat sturdy body turned around and said, "Girl... girl."

"Grandpa needs some water, please bring it to him immediately."

"Hey, I'll go right now, old slave."

The mother-in-law squirmed and walked away. Wen Mianmian turned around and said, "Lingguo, stay at the door."

Lingguo immediately stood in the middle of the door, with his hands on his hips, looking like a door god.

In the room, the old man had stopped crying. When Wen Mianmian sat down, the old man said sadly, "Mianmian, grandpa made a mistake. Grandpa made a big mistake."

Wen Mianmian hurriedly moved closer, "What mistake did you make?"

The old man looked at the door that had been closed again. Knowing that there was someone guarding the door, he took a deep breath and said, "Grandpa has lost all your father's money. Now there are still people coming to collect debts and threatening you. Grandpa will soon be unable to survive."

As he spoke, he shed tears again. After half an hour of his intermittent narration, Wen Mianmian finally understood what mistake he had made and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The old man felt that he had been a coward all his life, and he just wanted to do something that would make everyone look up to him. But Shun Mian was already so powerful, what else could he look up to?

That must be money.

The number of soldiers supported by the clerk, both covertly and covertly, was simply a bottomless pit. The old man thought that if he could decently come up with a considerable sum of money when the clerk was stretched thin and in a hurry, his image would be greatly affected.

It must be much taller.

The ideal was beautiful, but he had no money. After much deliberation, he could only shamelessly ask his talkative daughter-in-law for money. In a few years, he asked for a total of 120,000 taels.

The capital was obtained, but he was really not a businessman. If he managed a small amount of business secretly, he would still lose nothing. Seeing that the money in his hand was getting less and less, and the house was becoming more and more nervous, he was very anxious.

Then, we went astray...

"Grandpa, when you gave the money to that person, did you sign anything?"

The old man shook his head, "I also asked for a written receipt, but Hou San'er said that this is a money-making transaction, so he didn't need a written note and just asked me to wait to collect the money."

"Mianmian, my grandfather really received money in the past few months. He received five hundred taels every month. This is comparable to money from doing business. Later..."

The old man was very upset and said, "I will give all the money to Hou San'er."

"I was drinking tea in a teahouse two days ago. I heard that three imperial censors from the DPRK and China jointly impeached the Yancheng prefect for lining his own pockets and collecting loan sharks from the people. When I heard about the loan sharks, I felt very anxious.

Come on, I’m panicking.”

That day he found Hou San'er, who told him with a playful smile, "Old man, you have been lending usury all the time. Didn't you just know that?"

At that time, he felt that the sky was falling.

"Now Hou San'er insists that I borrowed money and took my money with interest. He also threatened me to give him another fifty thousand taels, otherwise he will expose it, and then your father will also be killed."

At this point, the old man's eyes were swollen from crying.

Wen Mianmian's eyes were bright, this...

A simple old man was bullied by gangsters.

"Come find dad and brother."

"No, Mianmian, don't look for them." The old man was about to cry to death, "Your father will..."

"My father still dares to hit you?" Wen Mianmian smiled, "Although my father is very cruel to you, he was also very anxious to think of a way for you when you got stuck by a fish bone. Have you forgotten?"

"Don't worry. If Hou San'er bullies you, he is bullying my father. He must have a way."

Wen Mianmian comforted her, raised her voice to let Lingguo in, and told her to quickly find the person.

Wen Mian had already rested and soon came in his clothes. In addition to Wen Mian and his son, Mrs. Wen also came. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Wen Mianmian packing away the bottles and jars.

"Mianmian, what's wrong?"

Wen Mianmian signaled Lingguo to continue guarding, closed the door, turned around and told the whole story in a concise manner, adding at the end, "My grandfather is so pitiful. He wanted to make money for his father, but he was bullied like this.

You have to make the decision for your grandfather."

Wen Lingxiao's sleepiness disappeared, he rubbed his brows and thought: If his sister hadn't been here today, and if she had said this, his father would have been so angry that he would have jumped eight feet high, and his grandfather would have been frightened like a quail.

The clerk's face was livid, and he looked at the old man with sharp eyes, "So you are now convinced to make loan sharks?"

"Do you know that loan sharking is a crime? This is what the Emperor hates the most."

Mr. Wen wanted to cry again, but his eyes were already red and swollen and he couldn't cry anymore.

Wen Mianmian stepped forward and said, "Dad, don't be too busy blaming grandfather now. I'm afraid someone with a heart will already know about this."

"We need to figure out how to extract my grandfather. My grandfather has not signed any documents. Can we just conclude that my grandfather was deceived?"
Chapter completed!