Chapter 20 Crisis
After Pan Yi finished speaking, he looked up pitifully and said, "Aunt, is Yaocheng really like that..."

Pan Yingying's expression remained unchanged as she nodded calmly. She didn't want to lie. "Yes, the conditions are even worse than that."

Pan Yi froze and looked at his father.

Pan Dajin looked away uncomfortably. He had never told his two sons what Yaocheng was like.

Zhao snorted coldly. She hated Zhang to death, and she also disliked this grandson. "If you don't want to go, go find your mother yourself."

Pan Yi quickly shook his head. He didn't want to go to the Zhang family because the Zhang family was a group of terrible blood-sucking worms.

Yu Chaosheng thought about the cause and effect and suddenly his face darkened. "Hurry up and get in the car. We're leaving right away!"

With Zhang's tip-off, she knew exactly how much food everyone had. There was no way the Zhangjia Village people would let these "fat sheep" go.

Pan Yingying also thought of this and reminded loudly, "Bring your weapons with you. If you encounter someone stealing food, don't show mercy!"

The expressions of everyone present changed, especially Pan Dajin and his two sons.

Pan Dajin and Zhang Xiaoye have slept in the same bed for more than ten years and he knows this woman too well. She always has her brothers from her mother's side in her heart and only leaves a small space for the three of them, father and son.

It was he who liked her back then and was determined to marry her despite everyone's dissuasion.

After marriage, she always secretly used the private savings he had saved to subsidize her parents' home, and he turned a blind eye to it. Anyway, the bulk of the money was in his mother's hands, so it didn't affect him much.

He had earned a lot with Yingying and her husband in the past few months, but his mother only took a little and kept the rest in their own hands. But when he left home that day, he saw clearly that the second and third wives had more assets than his family. All the money he earned during that time, except for buying food, was taken back to the Zhang family by her!
Pan Dajin seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. His straight back slumped down and he allowed Zhao to beat and scold him.

"I didn't agree at the beginning! But you are obsessed with it!"

"She always gives money to her parents, and I never see it!"

"It's all your fault, you unfilial son!"

Old Man Pan couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he pulled his wife towards the car and said, "Well, it's already happened, let's talk about it after this is over."

Zhao shook off his hand, walked quickly to Pan Li, and snatched the sword from his waist. "If the Zhang family dares to come, I will chop them to pieces!"

Pan Dayin and Pan Datie looked at each other. Their two families suffered the greatest losses. All the money they had saved with great effort was gone, and their wives' only decent jewelry was also stolen. They were already very angry at the moment, and they looked at them with disdain.

But this is their own eldest brother, they really can't say anything to blame him.

Pan Dayin lowered his head and said, "It's all my fault. I didn't check the good stuff."

After hearing what he said, Liu Juhua was not happy. "Why blame you? Blame her, Zhang Xiaoye. You bitch deserves to be struck by lightning!"

The money she saved from working hard from harvesting eggs, the earrings her younger sister gave her, and the silver hairpin her man gave her, are all gone!

"Okay! Stop arguing! Get in the car quickly! It's already this late, can't you tell priorities apart?" Old Man Pan shouted angrily and dragged Zhao onto Pan Yingying's newly bought ox cart.

The other members of the Pan family also got in their cars and followed the team.

Yu Chaosheng had just heard this and sighed to Pan Yingying while driving the carriage, "I really can't believe that Zhang is such a brother-supporting woman."

Pan Yingying flipped through the memories of her original body, but there was nothing about this. In her memories, her original body was either fighting here or playing there, and she lived a carefree life every day. "I see that the eldest brother's property is much less than that of the second and third brothers. Most of it was subsidized to the Zhang family by Zhang." Pan Yingying said, thinking of a subordinate of a diva before she traveled through time.

She stole the coffin money from her parents-in-law to buy a house for her younger brother to get married. She kept saying that she and her brother were a family, and she and her parents-in-law were also a family, which meant that they were all a family. Using her own family's money to buy a house for her own family was not stealing.

This incident brought a lot of negative impact to the company. She fired the person without mercy and was harassed by that woman for a long time.

She doesn't understand, but respects it. However, it's best not to infringe on her interests, otherwise she doesn't mind letting them know who can be provoked and who is not to be provoked.

"What is going on?" Yu Chaosheng sighed, "If you don't want to go to Yaocheng, then don't go. It's not like I have to take her with me."

Pan Yingying exhaled a breath of turbid air, "It's not just this reason, it's because we were too high-profile and attracted attention."

Yu Chaosheng was not convinced by this statement. He had often heard such words before he traveled through time, but on what basis?
"Is it wrong for me to be rich? I didn't steal, rob or rely on the wind to make my money. I earned it all through my own hard work. Why are they jealous? Because they are poor? Just because he is poor, he is right? I want to be high-profile! Stick the word 'rich man' on my forehead!"

Pan Yingying moved her lips and thought to herself that she was also quite anti-rich. When she was his secretary, she would curse him eight hundred times behind his back every day.

"Alright, alright, get your car." Pan Yingying stopped him from continuing, "If they really come, remember to run away if you can't defeat them."

After she finished speaking, she took out five taels of silver from her purse, and took out two steamed buns from the space, and stuffed them all into his shoulder bag.

This way, even if he gets lost, he won't go hungry.

Yu Chaosheng rolled his eyes at her and ruthlessly complained, "You are so stingy! Just two steamed buns? At least you should give me two meat buns!"

Pan Yingying stretched out her hand and twisted his waist, causing him to grimace in pain. "Shut up! Eat it or not, you can just starve to death!"

The two of them were bickering in the front while clearing the way, while the Pan family was in a gloomy mood behind them. However, Yu Laoer's family and the Wang family were not affected at all, after all, they did not lose anything.

Yu Chun'er was busy all the time. They were walking on the official road now, which was not too bumpy. She had to sew a few stitches quickly to finish the clothes she was making for her uncle as soon as possible. Yu Qiu'er squeezed beside her to help.

Xiao Wang looked at her two daughters and her heart was filled with tenderness.

Daughters are also good, sensible and caring. It is not necessary to have a son.

After finishing the last stitch and biting off the thread, Yu Chuner put away the needle and thread, "Mom, I want to learn martial arts from my aunt."

Little Wang's eyebrows unconsciously raised, "Why do you suddenly want to learn martial arts?"

Yu Chuner looked up at the people running around on the side of the road, then glanced at her sister who was helping to fold clothes, "Mom, there are no men in our family, so I have to support this family with Dad."

Little Wang's eyes were hot, and she raised her hand to rub her hair which had become slightly darker than before, "Don't let your imagination run wild, there's still mother."

Yu Chun'er didn't continue talking, she had already made up her mind.

Yu Qiuer looked at her mother, then at her elder sister, her eyes rolling around. She would do whatever her elder sister did.

The old man of the Wang family was leaning on the ox cart, tapping his black cane with his fingers. His old wife, Yang, was weaving straw sandals in her hands, with a worried look on her face.

(End of this chapter)