"Lao San, the third wife, when our Huilan was still young, she did lend you a bowl of rice in your house and cooked rice soup for her for a month."

"But then I got rich, and I immediately returned two bowls of your house."

"But you are not satisfied. You come to our house every few days and take it to your own house when you see something you like. If I have any dissatisfaction, you will regard yourself as Huilan's life-saving benefactor."

"For so many years, I have been thinking about being a family member, and I have endured it all."

"If I really counted it, I, Zhou Baichuan, would have returned the kindness of that bowl of rice to you long ago."

"I didn't expect that decades have passed, Huilan has a granddaughter. You are also talking about the bowl of rice from that year and forcing her daughter to borrow two million to make any investments for you. Are you a bit too much?"

"cut!"

Hearing Zhou Baichuan's words, Fang Qin's face showed a look of disdain.

"Brother, the bowl of rice in our house is of different value than the bowl of rice you returned later."

"It saved your daughter's life at a critical moment. No matter how much you give us, it cannot erase the fact that we are Huilan's life-saving benefactors."

"The ancients said that the grace of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water. We saved Huilan's life. Now we just asked her to help us. Why are we going too far?"

Bang!

As soon as Fang Qin finished speaking, Zhou Baichuan suddenly threw the wine glass in front of him.

"Fang Qin, I understand. Your family is shameless."

"My daughter Huilan ate a bowl of rice in your house back then, but your head was clamped by the door. Did you forget how that bowl of rice came into my hands?"

"I don't want to say more for so many years, just to save face for your family, but you are not only not guilty, but also have to be more and more arrogant and more arrogant."

"Okay, I'll tell Huilan and a few children now, why did your family give me that bowl of rice?"

Zhou Baichuan said angrily.

Hearing his words, Zhou Baijin and Fang Qin's eyes immediately dodged.

"Oh, brother, why are you angry? No matter how that bowl of rice came to you, it was the only bowl of rice we had at that time."

"In order to make rice porridge for your Huilan, Bai Jin and I have been hungry for several days. Just for this friendship, you should also let Huilan bring our Qinghua."

Fang Qin said sarcastically.

"hehe."

Zhou Baichuan sneered.

"Fang Qin, I'll save you face, but you treat people like a fool?"

"When I came back from another place, I was concerned about the bowl of rice in your house, I clearly saw a full tank of rice in your house."

"But you told me that your family was about to lose food. I couldn't take this face and beg you, so I took the empty bowl and went back."

"Later, Huilan's mother couldn't stand it anymore, so she rushed to your doorstep and begged you all night."

"Poor Huilan's mother hasn't finished her confinement yet. She knelt at your doorstep for a night and finally fainted."

"You went out early the next morning and saw it. I was afraid that she would die at your doorstep, so I put a shallow bowl of rice for her."

"But when you gave her rice, you pulled off the necklace around her neck."

"That necklace is the dowry she brought from her parents' home."

Speaking of the necklace, Fang Qin quickly reached out to touch her neck.

Only then did Xiao Tianmo notice that the old woman was wearing two necklaces around her neck.

A thick and large pendant with an exaggerated ruby ​​inlaid, which looked fake at first glance.

The other one is thin and looks very delicate.

You don’t need to ask, you know that this must have been what she pulled off Mo Han’s grandmother’s neck and took it for herself.
Chapter completed!