"She only found out when the relocation office people got here that her son had taken the property deed. Just like that, she would have to shell out hundreds of thousands more, and she didn't have that kind of money. Later, as I mentioned to you before, her little granddaughter fell ill. I heard there's a Charity Fund organization in the city that offers assistance for free, but after applying for so long they haven't gotten a turn. So she'd run to the bank every day, thinking that the Charity Fund and the bank were the same organization, managed by the bank."
The situation was pretty much clear now. Ye Tian and Mo Yan both glanced at each other, filled with deep sorrow.
"Then let's leave first," Mo Yan tentatively asked.
Ye Tian nodded. Staying here was of no help; they could only go back and slowly think of a solution.
