Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 970 - 971 Countryside Orphan Girl 15

As soon as these words came out, Liu Yuanchao and the others were stunned. "What? What?"

"They don’t lack money. Look, they have over 300 in cash, plus Liu Hong’s pension of 800."

"Now Zhang Yu has a job, and the old lady also has her retirement pension."

"They don’t lack money at all." Feng Lan thought about how her family used to treat Zhang Yu and the others.

"Whenever there was a chance before, we would curse them out mercilessly."

"Even when Liu Hong passed away, we didn’t lift a finger to help with the funeral."

Feng Lan felt increasingly overwhelmed as she dwelled on it—why did Liu Gang have to get involved?

"No matter what, we can’t just leave it like this. We have to try," Liu Yuanchao encouraged himself. Even if it’s difficult, he couldn’t just let it go.

Feng Lan replied with a hum, "But look at the Jiang Family—they haven’t had a good outcome either."

"If we go, will things be any better for us?" Feng Lan couldn’t help but feel timid.

Liu Yuanchao snapped, "If we don’t try, how will we know if it’ll work?"

"I know you don’t want to save Grandpa and Grandma, but you need to remember, if they don’t get out, Uncle won’t get out either," Liu Yuanchao said viciously.

Tomorrow after work, he would go to the police station to see what Grandpa had to say, and then decide what to do next.

Could Feng Lan’s expression possibly look good? Of course not—it looked downright unpleasant. "I don’t want to save them?"

"Liu Yuanchao, I know you in the main house have always been dissatisfied with us."

"But you can’t say this to me."

"That’s too much; it’s absolutely over the line."

"Let me tell you, if you don’t believe me, fine, take care of it yourself."

"Prevents the situation from going wrong and everything ends up being my fault." Clearly, Zhang Yu’s side wouldn’t be easy to deal with, and who knew what messes they might stir up.

"You said it—you wouldn’t be involved in this matter." Liu Yuanchao was worried that Feng Lan might complicate things behind the scenes, which would make the situation even more troublesome.

Right after dinner, Liu Yuanchao quickly went back to his room to rest so he could think about how to resolve the issue.

Seeing Liu Yuanchao eat and immediately retreat to his room, Feng Lan was truly annoyed. "Eating and then doing nothing."

Feng Lan could only mutter quietly to herself; she didn’t dare demand that Liu Yuanchao get to work.

After washing the dishes and returning to her room, Feng Lan had just started pondering what to do, when her two children sat down beside her. "Mom, what do you think we should do?"

Feng Lan wore a helpless expression. "I don’t know what to do either."

"Mom, I think we shouldn’t bother with Grandpa and them," Liu Ke said softly.

Feng Lan was so startled she jumped up. "You—you can’t think that way!"

"Mom, if Grandpa and them get out, they’ll definitely have to pay money; otherwise, do you think Zhang Yu will let them off?"

"When the time comes, do you think they’ll actually pay?"

"Even if they do, we’ll still be the ones to lose in the end." Liu Ke knew that the old man disliked their family, thinking they lacked ambition.

He also admitted that his parents lacked ambition, but that wasn’t an excuse for the old man to show favoritism.

"Liu Yuanchao is getting married—as the eldest grandson of the family, Grandpa and Grandma certainly won’t ignore that."

"Liu Jianshe caused such a big mess. If he’s locked up, it’s fine, but if he gets out, finding him a job won’t be easy, and that requires money too."

"And over in the main house, it’ll definitely take a lot of money. Aunt and Uncle will surely cry poor and refuse to contribute."

Liu Ke said gloomily, "It would be better to just let them stay in and go through re-education."

"With Grandpa in there, even if Grandma gets out, she still loves our family and would surely help us a bit. Aunt doesn’t have a job—would she even be our match then?"

Liu Yang kept nodding. "Yeah, Mom, we can’t let Uncle and Grandpa get out. As long as Uncle and Grandpa stay locked up, would Aunt and her side still be able to compete with us?"

"Exactly—the benefits go to the main house, but what do we get from it?" Liu Ke and his brother had been jealous of Liu Yuanchao and his side from a young age. The benefits always went to them, while problems were shared among all the siblings.

Feng Lan had been suppressed by Liu Qiang and his wife all these years—how could she not feel resentful? But there was no choice; Liu Qiang had a better future than Liu Gang, so she could only endure.

"But we can’t just not contribute at all, right?" Feng Lan said helplessly. Even if Liu Dashan were locked up inside, as his daughter-in-law, she couldn’t outright refuse to save him—otherwise, there absolutely wouldn’t be a good outcome.

Looking at the anxious Feng Lan, Liu Ke helplessly shook his head—this fear of everything was why their family had been overshadowed by Liu Qiang’s family all these years.

"For this matter, we just need to follow Liu Yuanchao closely. Who in the family is the most desperate?"

"Of course, it’s him. With Grandpa and Grandma, and parents with such a reputation, how can he have anything good?"

"But what about Dad?" Feng Lan panicked. Liu Gang had also been dragged into this—would that affect her son’s future negatively?

"My dad just took a bit of money—did he take the pension?"

"Did he give any ideas or advice in all this?"

"Did we get any jobs out of this?"

"At most, Dad only took some benefits—how much trouble could that cause?"

"If Liu Yuanchao wants to get his dad out, he’ll have to get ours out too. Otherwise, I’ll definitely go to the police station for help, and if that’s no good, isn’t there still GWH?" Liu Ke had already planned out how to maneuver.

"Mom, starting now, no matter who asks, just say we don’t have any money."

"Let Liu Yuanchao worry about the money." Liu Ke knew his parents had some money, but not much.

Definitely don’t use it now. "Once this money is spent, it’ll be gone forever."

"And they’ll even claim it was to help save my dad." Liu Ke repeatedly emphasized.

Feng Lan nodded nonstop. "Son, don’t worry. With me and your dad’s small salaries, minus living expenses, your school fees, and a few purchases, there’s no money."

While Feng Lan and her sons discussed the matter, Liu Yuanchao returned to his room and pulled out his parents’ savings book and money.

Yes, as the eldest son in the family, Liu Yuanchao knew where Liu Qiang and his wife had hidden their money.

Looking at the numbers on it—about more than three thousand—his heart ached. If it weren’t for this mess, most of the money would have been his, all his.

Now, due to this massive incident, this money would likely be lost.

"Liu Jianshe," Liu Yuanchao thought bitterly about his younger brother.

If it weren’t for this idiot, would the family have schemed over Liu Hong’s pension and work benefits?

If there had been no scheming, such a situation wouldn’t have arisen, nor would this unnecessary expense have been needed.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. When his parents got out, he was determined to tell them that no matter how much they loved Liu Jianshe, they couldn’t keep doing illegal things.

He carefully put the money and savings book back, took a deep breath, and walked out of the house, heading across the street.

After a busy and tiring day, Zhang Yu was completely worn out. She was planning to rest early since she had to work tomorrow. Her first day at the job—she had to be full of energy.

Just as she lay down, she heard knocking at the door. Zhang Yu was visibly annoyed. "Who is it?"

"It’s me, Liu Yuanchao. I need to talk about something," Liu Yuanchao frowned and said in a low voice again.

He didn’t want anyone knowing he’d come to see Zhang Yu—it would make people think the Liu family had given in.