Song Ning had never found any recollection of Grandpa Song's belongings in the original owner's memories.
Her first thought-
Was of the letters Grandpa Song had sent Lu Changqing, which she had seen at his place.
Yet she had never seen any of Lu Changqing's replies here.
She had assumed Grandpa Song had cautiously destroyed those letters.
Could it be... those letters were actually in Yang Yindi's hands?
But then she remembered that neither Song Chengbing nor Yang Yindi had finished elementary school. Between them, they barely knew a handful of characters.
With their limited education, they might not even understand the letters, much less consider them useful.
Besides, if they really had gotten their hands on Lu Changqing's letters to Grandpa Song, they would never have waited until now.
They would have gone to the address to blackmail Lu Changqing as soon as Grandpa Song died!
As for anything else...
Grandpa Song had lived in poverty. His meager stipend had not even been enough to support the whole family.
He had often waived the cost of medicine for poorer villagers, too.
Song Ning knew exactly what little he had owned.
What else could he have left behind...?
While Song Ning quietly pondered this, Yang Yindi thought she had her under her thumb...
Song Ning was scared, just as she'd expected!
She scrambled up from the ground and lowered her voice.
"I won't spoil your big day today! But by tomorrow, you have to pay all of Yao Erniu's outstanding hospital fees! Then get at least five hundred yuan ready for me within a week! I'll be waiting at home!"
Yang Yindi smugly brushed the dust off her clothes, then added:
"Don't tell me you have no money! With all these officials fawning over you, surely it wouldn't be hard