Su Xiao and River walked into the mobile home where Randy lived. River said,
"This is where Randy lives."
Su Xiao asked in confusion, "Isn't Joss really poor? How did she have enough money to buy two mobile homes?"
Although these mobile homes were meant for poorer people, that didn't mean everyone could afford one.
Otherwise, even in America in 2023, there wouldn't still be people sleeping in tents—or without even a tent, forced to lie on park benches.
A new mobile home like this generally cost tens of thousands. Used ones could be bought for a few thousand, and even high-end models cost no more than a hundred thousand or so.
The problem was that, judging from what Su Xiao had seen, it didn't look easy for Joss to come up with even a few thousand.
So where had she gotten the money to buy another mobile home?
River planted his hands on his hips and explained, "This used to be their house. After I bought a new one, Randy moved in here."
Su Xiao understood.
So River had bought it for them.
No wonder.
NCPD salaries weren't particularly high, but that depended on what they were compared to.
They couldn't compare with corporate salaries, but they were still far better than those of most other professions.
Yet River always wore the exact same fur coat, drove a cheap pickup instead of a more upscale car, lived in police housing, and couldn't even afford to rent a place.
So he had been using his money to support his sister's family.
That made Joss's previous hostility toward River even more unjustifiable.
Fortunately, Joss was the type who listened to advice and learned from it. After Su Xiao's earnest persuasion, she had finally come to her senses.
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