Xu Shu showed his ID, and he and the young widow smoothly returned to the safety zone.
At the widow’s ho, Xu Shu learned that she was a widow who raised two daughters by herself.
He also preliminarily confird his first suspicion: the woman was indeed from the Gu Family.
Her na was Gu Ru, and her two daughters—the older one was simple-minded, nad Gu Yunyi, and the younger one was sharp-witted with glasses, nad Gu Yiyun.
Why had the Gu family fallen on such hard tis?
Xu Shu suspected it must have sothing to do with this girl!
"I am a bastard daughter from a prestigious family, kidnapped from my birth mother by evildoers, subjected to neglect and ridicule since childhood. Now that seven years have passed, I must reclaim everything that belongs to !"
—This must be the script.
"Help Gu Pan clarify the situation first!"
Xu Shu made up his mind.
Gu Ru brought out a set of her late husband’s clothes for Xu Shu to wear and then asked how much she needed to pay him to be satisfied.
Xu Shu shook his head and said, "There’s no need for compensation. My place isn’t far. Co over for dinner tonight, apologize, and we can consider the matter settled."
"Ah? This, this..."
Go to his ho? He’s not going to sell us into slavery, is he? Gu Ru was frightened but agreed nonetheless.
She had a hunch that her luck was about to change today.
Actually, Gu Ru had always doubted whether her older daughter was her own, because she wasn’t as smart as the younger one and didn’t look like her. It was possible that there had been a mix-up at the hospital, but she had raised her for so long and had grown attached.
But that morning, Yi accidentally revealed her identity; she belonged to a special group known for "laying eggs."
And then, in the evening, a man appeared out of nowhere, who clearly valued Yi highly!
Could this man be Yi’s real father?
He invited to his place. Could it be he’s divorced? Or also widowed?
He’s widowed, I’m a widow, his daughter is my daughter, so I...
For a mont, Gu Ru was tornted with uncertainty, while Xu Shu led the two little girls aboard a tram towards their destination.
At first glance, they indeed looked like a happy family.
...
...
Xu Shu didn’t need to look like part of a family; he had one of his own, foster parents, and a younger sister.
Moreover, it was in a nice place within "Star Tower Five Rings," with much better living conditions than where the widow was currently renting.
Xu Shu was on his way ho with the intention of finding an excuse to keep the Gu mother and daughter—especially the little girl, Gu Yiyun—at his house, and then to call Gu Pan over to see what was going on.
At that mont, his foster mother Li Guoying was also at ho.
She wasn’t expecting Xu Shu, because she didn’t know he would return.
She was chopping vegetables steadily, her hands trembling, her back hunched, unable to stand up straight.
Because she owed money.
Not a huge amount, just 150,000.
The purpose of the money was clear: 100,000 for the fees of the Transcendent’s help, and the remaining 50,000 for the leftover dical bills at the hospital.
Why was there this debt?
It was a coincidence Xu Shu had given 2.4 million the other day, short by 100,000, then had gone out of town the next day to earn money and had not returned since.
The hospital had sent a debt notice to the Zhou Family, reminding them to clear it promptly.
The Zhou Family didn’t have the funds, but soone told Mrs. Zhou that so debts could wait, while others couldn’t. They had to weigh it themselves.
Mrs. Zhou and Old Zhou discussed it after leaving the hospital.
The hospital money, could it wait? Probably fine for a few days.
What about the fees for the important figure? Probably fine too, right? That seed to be a young lady from a wealthy family and didn’t appear to be in need. She was easy to talk to and had said that a little delay wouldn’t be a problem.
But the kind person said again: As a high and mighty Transcendent, their patience was mannerly, but you couldn’t be discourteous, or it would be an offense!
Mrs. Zhou thought it over and felt it made sense. Not repaying a debt indeed could offend people.
But with no money on hand, what to do? The ntor pointed out a path: private lending.
Mrs. Zhou borrowed the money, paid the hospital, and settled the account.
Was 150,000 a lot? Not really.
Old Zhou was discharged, and his forr workplace served a departnt under the Supervision Bureau, which entitled him to a compensation for work injuries and severance paynt, totaling nearly 200,000!
Old Zhou was in a special situation: he had been ill and couldn’t return to work, but since he was discharged alive, he could claim this money. If he had died, it would have been gone. It was a complicated matter, not easily explained.
Mrs. Zhou had calculated it well.
Borrowing 150,000 to use for three days, with an agreed-upon fee of 500.
Three days for 500, when converted to interest, was actually quite high—at 40% per annum.
But with no need for collateral, fast lending, and an urgent resolution, avoiding offending a person of stature, paying just 500 seed a very worthwhile deal.
And they were about to receive 200,000 soon, enough to repay the 150,000 debt and have so left over.
Her son was doing so well; with him coming back, this small debt wouldn’t be a worry.
For safety, Mrs. Zhou even accounted for a two-day buffer.
It wasn’t a significant problem.
Only a tiny problem arose; she couldn’t repay it initially.
Old Zhou’s subsidy had been delayed by two days.
Coincidentally, the fund was short, and they were asked to wait for two more days.
Then another coincidence: it was the weekend, and they waited two more days.
The institution didn’t deny paynt, and on Monday, the money was handed over.
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