Hearing what Jiang Wan said, Dong Dacheng breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Jiang Wan's father would give money to their mother and daughter, not because he didn't care about his wife and daughter, but because he knew that such money could not be taken.

"Jiang Wan, you have to give this money today!" Wu Huafen was unhappy, and wanted to leave without giving the money. How could it be so easy?

Dong Fangfang didn't speak again, stretched out her hand to tug on her mother's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Forget it, she's not easy to mess with."

Ever since Jiang Wan called the police and sent her in, she began to be a little afraid of the other party, and she didn't want anything to happen to her mother.

"She's not easy to mess with? I'm not easy to mess with." Wu Huafen didn't know what was going on in her daughter's mind, but felt that she was timid.

Jiang Wan was amused by Wu Huafen's appearance, and looked at her with her arms folded: "What if I don't give it to you? Can you still rush up and grab it?"

"You..." Wu Huafen was really asked by her words, and it seemed that they couldn't rob their father and daughter. After all, it was obvious that Dong Dacheng would not help her.

Soon, Wu Huafen's tone softened, "Xiao Wan, you are so rich, you can give us just enough to live on as a family, why are you so stingy?"

In fact, Jiang Fengcheng also meant the same thing, he was really not short of this little money.

But Jiang Wan was not happy, her money was only given to the people she wanted to give.

"My money didn't come from the wind, let alone my father's. If you want money, go out and earn it yourself." Jiang Wan sneered.

Looking back and forth between the two of them, he was very upset: "The two of them have arms and legs, and instead of going out to work, they are waiting for my second uncle to raise them at home. Do you want to lose face?"

What she said was ugly, but it was true.

How much money can Dong Dacheng make from farming all year round? The mother and daughter squandered that little money as soon as they got it. She felt sorry for her second uncle.

"That's my husband, Fangfang's father, and he should support us." Wu Huafen said it confidently, without feeling that there was any problem at all.

Jiang Wan was angry, but she knew it was true and she couldn't change it.

Turning around, Jiang Wan supported Dong Dacheng: "Second Uncle, let's cook, ignore them."

Before leaving, Jiang Wan didn't forget to tell Jiang Fengcheng, "Don't give them a dollar, or don't blame me for falling out."

Jiang Fengcheng: ...

Is this the attitude you should have towards your father?

If it was Jiang Mian, he would have scolded him long ago, but the other party happened to be Jiang Wan, so he had to endure it.

The two left, and the three people in the living room stared at each other. Jiang Fengcheng simply got up and went to hang out outside, lest those two people pester him.

Seeing that everyone had left, Wu Huafen was furious, "Your father is a piece of trash, you don't even want this kind of money delivered to your door."

"Forget it, mom, there's no need to talk more with Jiang Wan's vicious heart. No matter how much you talk, she won't feel sorry for us." Dong Fangfang didn't want to fight against Jiang Wan, and always felt that if the other party did something, it would definitely not be as good for her. .

Hearing this, Wu Huafen had no choice but to nod. She wanted to say that there was no chance, after all, Jiang Wan was not in the living room anymore.

In the kitchen, Jiang Wan stuffed the big red envelope just now into Dong Dacheng's hand: "Second Uncle, although this is your family matter and I shouldn't take care of it, but..."

She paused for a moment, then said, "If you continue to let their mother and daughter go on like this, something will happen sooner or later."

"You can't support them all your life, and they will only become more and more insatiable."

She could already see that Wu Huafen didn't take Dong Dacheng's husband seriously at all. On some days, she might do something.

Dong Dacheng looked at the red envelope in his hand, and wanted to refuse, but Jiang Wan didn't give him a chance: "You take it, don't tell them, keep it for yourself, and take it as a little favor from me."

She was very persistent, and Dong Dacheng had no choice but to accept it: "I understand what you said, and I know what to do."

Jiang Wan didn't say any more when she heard the words, no matter whether the second uncle really knew or was just perfunctory to her, she had already done what had to be done.