Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother!
Chapter 53 - 053 Might be running a bit low on money.

Chapter 53: 053 Might be running a bit low on money.

Farmhouses usually have a large yard, and Song Xiaoyu’s home even has a spacious vegetable garden for drying grains.

The staff decided to set up two tents in the yard for Jun Yan, Yan Wang, and two male assistants to rest, while the rest of the people would pitch tents in the back vegetable garden.

The guests were busy tidying up, and the staff were busy securing cameras. The live stream showed this bustling scene, sparking an enthusiastic discussion among the viewers.

[Sister Youran is really good to Song Xiaoyu, she even altered her own beautiful dress to give to her.]

[Tang Tang and Tiantian truly live up to being sweet sisters, taking the initiative to bring toys over to play with Song Xiaoyu.]

[Hahaha I think Yan Yueqing’s suitcase is like a treasure chest—how can she dig out anything and everything?]

[Xu Li’s cooking smells so good! Rural firewood-cooked meals, those who have tried them all say they’re great!]

[Doesn’t anyone care about Yan Bao? He and Wangwang are quietly standing near the camera, watching everyone bustling about, looking like they want to help but don’t know what to do. So cute.]

[Ladies, I think the staff might be too scared to let Yan Bao help!]

[This little guy has an aura that doesn’t seem like an ordinary person!]

[Spill the beans, spill the beans! I heard that Zhongxing promoted this program originally to push Li Manman, but by the fifth episode, not only was the script changed, but they also added a mysterious guest like Yan Bao! Who understands the power of capital?]

[Indeed, if you look at the last episode, the village head was clearly targeting Yan Yueqing. This episode, they’re suddenly letting everyone have fun... something’s definitely off...]

[Got it, got it, Yan Yueqing is set to be the winner this season!]

[I don’t care about any predetermined outcomes, as long as I get to see more of Wangwang and Yan Bao, those two brothers are really ship-worthy.]

Xu Li is a gourmet blogger who develops many dishes. Upon arriving in the countryside and seeing the vegetable patch, her eyes lit up!

Whatever she wanted to eat, she could just pluck it straight from the ground. Washed with well water, it looked refreshingly green and crisp, very pleasing to the eye.

Yan Yueqing also knew how to cook. The two of them bustled about in the kitchen, one chopping and prepping vegetables, the other starting the fire and stirring the pot.

Actually, Xu Li didn’t like others helping her cook, as every chef has their own rhythm in the kitchen! But Yan Yueqing seemed to understand her well. Before Xu Li even spoke, the exact ingredient or seasoning she needed would already be handed to her.

In her free time, she would also tend to the fire beneath the stove, controlling the heat to perfection, just as good as using a gas stove in the city.

Tomato and crucian carp soup, braised soft crucian carp, steamed red grouper, soy sauce bass, oil-braised shrimp, seaweed and egg drop soup, and two refreshing stir-fried green vegetables.

The program group prepared a lot of fish today. To diversify the types, some fish not from the sea were also included.

It’s hard to describe how the guests felt seeing crucian carp in seawater.

However, these were all minor details of no great significance. As long as the kids had their fill of delicious food, the fans wouldn’t go out of their way to nitpick.

The dishes were so sumptuous! All were "carefully prepared" by the program group, and only the shrimp were raised in Song Xiaoyu’s tank.

Her parents would bring her sister back tomorrow. They had specifically instructed her to buy some fresh shrimp to raise, to nourish her sister’s health.

Song Xiaoyu always listened to her parents, but today she took the initiative and took out all the shrimp.

Her little face was flushed, looking much more spirited than before!

After dinner, everyone sat in the yard chatting for a while. As the wind rose and the moon appeared, they gradually dispersed to their rooms.

Yan Yueqing took Yan Wang’s medicine to the tent and looked at her son’s slightly pale face with concern, "Baby, if you feel uncomfortable anywhere, call Mommy immediately, okay?"

"Don’t worry." The little voice was very firm.

Yan Yueqing gently smiled as she touched her son’s face.

Yan Wang looked at his mother, seemingly with something on his mind.

"What’s wrong?"

Yan Wang started to speak but then hesitated. How should he express himself... After arriving at Song Xiaoyu’s home, he had been feeling something strange...

This home did not seem as poor as it appeared from the outside.

In other words, if it was within their means to support three children, why were Song Xiaoyu’s parents so... to her.

Yan Yueqing saw something in his expression: "Baby, are you worried about Sister Xiaoyu?"

Yan Wang cast his eyes downward, tacitly acknowledging her statement.

Although he was frail, his other senses were more acute than the average person.

For example, he knew long before that his mother was not his mother!

Now it seemed that his real mother had finally come back...

It was the same with Song Xiaoyu.

However, if he were to talk about such things, wouldn’t others see him as a monster? Not wanting to worry his mother, Yan Wang decided to wait and see.

Seeing that her son didn’t want to open up, Yan Yueqing didn’t press him. After settling Yan Wang in, she talked with Jun Yan in the neighboring tent for a while, then turned back to the room.

Jun Yan wasn’t used to sleeping with others. Although he said he would stay in a tent, he ultimately chose to be alone; Yan Wang didn’t want to interact with anyone other than his mother, so the two brothers each picked a separate tent. This was tough on the crew, who didn’t dare to let a five-year-old sleep alone, so they arranged for someone to keep watch in shifts.

Deep into the night.

The sound of cicadas filled the area around the room.

The little ones were asleep, the live broadcast shut down.

Yan Yueqing tucked in Tang Tang and Tiantian, then took out her phone and sent a WeChat message: "Director Tang, are you asleep?"

The lights in Director Tang’s room were blazing. He sat at the desk, with a face so serious and tense it was oppressive to behold!

His phone chimed, and he looked down to see the contact’s name, his expression visibly softening a notch.

"Yueqing, what’s the matter?"

"Director Tang, do you know any private detectives?"

"Private detectives? There are quite a few. What do you need to investigate?"

Ever since they had united in their efforts, Yan Yueqing had started speaking to Director Tang in a more direct, concise manner: "There’s a little girl; I want to help her find her biological parents."

"Okay, I’ll recommend Wang Sheng’s WeChat to you. He’s one of the most capable private detectives in the imperial city, and there won’t be any problems with him investigating this kind of thing." Having said that, Director Tang went on to bring up the shares, "Yueqing, I’ve already acquired ten percent of Zhongxing Stock, and nearly half of the scattered shares. For the remainder... I’m afraid I’ll have to buy from a few shareholders."

Yan Yueqing hmm-ed: "Is it that you’re short on money?"

Director Tang sighed, "When acquiring the scattered shares, they already became vigilant. Now that Zhongxing Stock is doing well, if you want them to sell, the price might have to double again."

"That’s a minor issue." As soon as Yan Yueqing thought about the inexplicably lost forty billion, she felt excruciatingly pained!

Finally having an opportunity to spend money, she was as excited as if she’d been injected with adrenaline: "Director Tang, just go ahead and buy the shares; I’ll handle the money. As long as I can secure Zhongxing for my son, everything else is a small matter."

Without further ado, she made a point on her phone, transferring twenty billion over.

Director Tang: ??????????????????????????

No!!!

Just how rich are you?!

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