Contrary to everything Wang Xiaoliang had expected, the card game broke up unusually early that night.
His eldest and second aunts practically watched the clock, declaring that they had things to do tomorrow and would stop after this round.
Wang Xiaoliang knew perfectly well that they had no such plans. Something was already weighing on their minds.
His youngest uncle's "rock-solid" project had taken root in their minds. They were rushing home to discuss it with their families, waiting for it to sprout!
Zhao Xiuqin said little and rose along with her two sisters-in-law.
On the drive home.
"That cook-your-meal-at-home service your youngest uncle booked today-what even was that? So expensive," Zhao Xiuqin complained to Wei Zijin beside her.
"Just look at little Hongshu. Not only did he need someone to feed him, he even had to have a phone playing to help him eat."
"Zi Kun is getting more and more irresponsible. Your dad was right about that. He's been spoiled."
"Did you see his shoes?"
"Yes, Auntie. They really were an eye-opener."
"Your youngest aunt said those shoes cost hundreds of thousands! Even if someone gave them to me, I'd think they took up too much space. Tell me, is Zi Kun a centipede spirit reincarnated?"
"Hehe! You're so funny, Auntie. That's such a fitting description!"
Wang Xiaoliang kept his eyes on the road ahead, turning it over in his mind. He had to give his mother a warning.
"Mom."
Hearing her son call her, Zhao Xiuqin stopped talking.
"Don't... put any money into Uncle's project," Wang Xiaoliang said, getting straight to the point.
"Why?" Zhao Xiuqin asked.
Before Wang Xiaoliang could work out how to phrase his answer, she continued on her own.
"Where would we find that kind of spare money? Isn't all our money going