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Chapter 682: Chapter 674 The Reincarnation of a Starving Ghost Chapter 682: Chapter 674 The Reincarnation of a Starving Ghost “Mom, go buy me something to eat.”

“Where would we get the money from?”

Sang Zhilan felt her pockets, which were empty.

Where would there be money?

If she had any, would she really need to humble herself so low?

It was simply because they had no money.

Wei Jiani kicked the blanket under the bed in anger and turned over to sleep.

She knew exactly why they were out of money—it was all because she had been too much of a drama queen.

Now, she regretted it so deeply her guts nearly turned green with guilt, but even if she were consumed with remorse, she could not return to the Jin Family or dream of being wealthy again.

Her dreams were shattered, she was poor, and her future was gone.

Angry, she kicked the bed frame loudly with her feet.

Tang Yuxin listened to the noises from the other room, her lips pressed into a straight line that seemed to grow even colder.

“Aren’t you afraid she’s going to tear down your house?”

Gu Ning was sitting nearby, leisurely sipping tea and reading a book.

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“What does it matter if she does?

She can’t afford to pay for it anyway,” Tang Yuxin replied sharply.

Wei Jiani was in such a mess now, it was truly her fate.

Probably the only person she could match was someone like Zhang Yongnian—that’s why they’d end up growing old together, hmm, with a house full of kids.

She walked over, took Gu Ning’s wrist, and checked the time.

“Is it about time?”

“Almost.

I will go pick them up in a bit.”

Gu Ning also calculated the time in his mind, realizing it was indeed approaching fast.

The reason he was still here was partly because he couldn’t leave Tang Yuxin on her own, and another reason was that he needed to go to the station to pick up someone.

They really had chosen a not-so-great time to arrive, not during the day but at night instead.

Fortunately, there were ready accommodations for eating and sleeping at home, otherwise finding a place would have been a real hassle.

Gu Ning put down his cup and stood up, ready to go to the station to pick up the guests.

“Be careful by yourself.”

Gu Ning was still worried about Tang Yuxin because the atmosphere in the house really wasn’t peaceful with that mother and daughter around.

They couldn’t be driven away or thrown out—it truly put Tang Yuxin in a tough spot.

He wasn’t afraid Tang Yuxin would be at a disadvantage; she was not the type to suffer losses easily.

But he did fear she might be infuriated to death.

“Don’t worry, I can handle them.”

Tang Yuxin believed her endurance was not bad.

She had experienced the worst from that mother and daughter and had seen it all.

Though she might not be as tough as steel, ignoring certain people was something she could definitely do.

“I’ll be back shortly.”

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Gu Ning grabbed his car keys and walked out.

Soon thereafter, the sound of the car driving away could be heard.

It was nearly ten o’clock and Tang Yuxin had not slept.

Of course, neither had Wei Jiani and her daughter.

They were still hungry, waiting for their meal.

Tang Yuxin felt she had been sufficiently kind.

At the very least, she had prepared steamed buns for them, but they flat out refused to eat, adamant about leaving their stomachs empty for dinner.

Fine, Tang Yuxin did not stop them, nor did she try to persuade them.

If they wanted to eat, then eat.

As long as they dared to eat, as long as they could still eat.

The military district was not far from the train station to begin with, and the road was clear with fewer cars and pedestrians.

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So from the time Gu Ning left to the car’s return, only half an hour had passed.

And Gu Ning’s timing was perfect.

He arrived at the station just as his passengers did, making it very easy for him to pick them up and bring them back.

“This place isn’t bad,” said Tang Zhinian as he held his son’s hand, appraising Tang Yuxin’s residence.

Having started his career in real estate, he naturally had done extensive research on house layouts in recent years.

He knew of Tang Yuxin’s courtyard home, although the phone conversations hadn’t made things clear, so he had no idea of its actual size.

In his mind, this little yard might have been like the homesteads in their village, but upon arrival, he was astonished.

This was no ordinary little yard; it rivaled a small park.

The scenery was truly pleasant with verdant trees and a profusion of flowers.

Even the breeze that met them carried the fresh, natural scent of green grass and open land.

He was a farmer.

In his former life, he had always worked the land and consequently, he had a deep and stubborn attachment to it.

What he enjoyed most was the scent of nature, free from any hint of industrial pollution.

“Yes, this place is good.

In the future, when my Yuxin has children, they can be raised here—plenty of space and fresh air.”

Luckily, Tang Yuxin was unaware of Tang Zhinian’s current considerations.

She was still without a partner, not to mention children.

“Dad, where is Sister?”

Chengcheng had known since their departure that they were coming to visit his sister and grandfather.

They had been on the train for so long he was exhausted, so why hadn’t he seen his sister yet?

“Sister will come soon.”

Tang Zhinian patted his son’s little head, genuinely liking this place.

Maybe tomorrow he would turn their home into something like this, living every day as if in a park—how wonderful that would be.

“Let’s go, Chengcheng.

We’ll wash up and change clothes first.

Once we’ve changed, we can eat.”

Gu Ning, managing to carry two large suitcases, still had one hand free to hold onto Chengcheng’s small hand.

“Okay,” Chengcheng was a clean child.

Ever since he was little, his family dressed him impeccably.

Now older, his habits included changing clothes daily and bathing every day.

It had been a whole day since his last bath, so he felt grimy and uncomfortable.

“Uncle Tang, I’ll take you to the house first, everything’s ready inside.”

“Good,” Tang Zhinian laughed heartily.

He was about to see his daughter and of course had to dress respectably, otherwise his unkempt appearance might scare her.

Tang Zhinian took Chengcheng to bathe and change into the clothes they had brought.

Father and son, both clean now, shared similar features and no one would doubt that they were related.

Tang Yuxin greatly resembled her grandmother, Zhinian’s mother who passed away early.

Chengcheng, however, was growing to look increasingly like his father, Tang Zhinian.

It was as if he was carved from the same mold, indulged and adored at home but without being spoiled.

He remained sensible, obedient, and a kind and sweet little fellow.

So, certain things should be just like Tang Yuxin—Chengcheng is of the Tangs, he is a Tang family person.

In the bones of the Tang family, there’s sincerity and simplicity, unlike the Wei Family, whose bones seem to emanate opportunism and selfishness.

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