Through the book Nine Zero, the boss's cannon fodder ex-wife awakened

"Master, just say it straight, as long as it can save my son, I will do whatever you want." Yangmu said firmly.

She gave birth to three children in total, and Yang Wei had a son and a daughter in front of her, but they were not raised.

She raised Yang Wei with great difficulty, but seeing her son's health getting worse and worse, she wished she could give her life to him.

The same goes for Yang's father. The husband and wife have the same heart and are willing to do anything to save their son.

"As the old saying goes, horses don't get fat without night grass, and people don't get rich without windfalls. The current money of your Yang family is almost all partial wealth, am I right?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

"That's right, our old Yang's family doesn't set up a factory or a store, that is, Xiaowei and his partner set up a company, and he doesn't care about it." Yang's mother nodded.

The Yang family counted up to three generations, and they were all mud-legged. The old man didn't quite believe until his death that the Yang family had really started.

Jiang Hanyan smiled, and said: "It's good to start a company, it's good fortune, Mr. Yang should feel that your health hasn't been that bad in the past few years since you started the company."

Yang Wei was stunned, and after thinking about it, it really was like this.

It stands to reason that his broken body can't last for so many years, but now he is still lingering. Could it be because he started a company?
"Master, should I start a company again?" Yang Wei asked excitedly.

Jiang Hanyan shook his head, "Starting a company can't cure the root cause. You should have heard of an old folk custom that the money you pick up must be spent as soon as possible, and you can't keep it overnight."

"I said it before, but isn't that nonsense?" Mother Jiang's face changed, and she began to panic.

"Who said it's nonsense? It is reasonable for the old folk customs to be passed down. The money you pick up is partial wealth. People with light characters can't stand it. You have to spend it all to be safe. Don't be afraid of these."

Jiang Hanyan stopped, the faces of the Yang family were all panicked, and sweat broke out on their foreheads.

She said again: "The life of your Yang family is not expensive, so you can't bear it. If I guessed correctly, your Yang family picked up a lot of money, right?"

The faces of the Yang family turned pale, and cold sweat flowed out.

Yi's father had a half-knowledge, but seeing the expressions of the Yang family, he knew that Jiang Hanyan was right, and he admired him even more.

"Master, I did pick it up. It's not that I didn't want to spend it. It was because the army was in turmoil and I didn't dare to spend it." Father Yang explained in a hoarse voice.

His father was just a rickshaw driver, and a box of gold bars suddenly appeared in his hand. If people found out, his life might be lost.

"This is just one of the reasons. Do you know why those rich people like to do good deeds?"

Jiang Hanyan asked another seemingly irrelevant question.

Father Yang and mother Yang looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Too much money to spend?" Yangmu asked in a low voice.

If she changed it, she would definitely not donate, and she is not someone she knows, so why should she give money to others.

Just live your own life behind closed doors and take care of your family. This is how the Yang family has always lived.

Yang Wei thought more deeply, and asked, "Is it for saving blessings?"

"It's almost the same principle. People with too much wealth and too little luck can't stand it. The mild ones get sick, and the serious ones die, and even kill off their children and grandchildren. Therefore, since ancient times, the rich have loved to do good deeds, which is to accumulate blessings for their children and grandchildren." Jiang Hanyan explained.

Yangmu's face turned paler, and cold sweat dripped from her forehead.

She finally understood.

Why can't she support her first son and daughter?

Why is the youngest son sick and troubled?

It's all because the Yang family doesn't know how to accumulate blessings.

"Master, please advise!"

Mother Yang plopped down on her knees.

Yang Wei also knelt down, his mother knelt down, how could he sit?

"Get up, fortunately, your family didn't do anything evil, and it can be redeemed."

After the Yang family got up, Jiang Hanyan took out a jade pendant from the study, which was a high-end amulet carved by her.

"One hundred thousand coins can gradually improve Mr. Yang's health, but it can only treat the symptoms."

"Master, what should we do to cure the root cause?" Mother Yang asked hurriedly.

"Just keep a few of the jewelry and gold bars you buried in the ground, and donate the rest without leaving your name," Jiang Hanyan said.

"Okay, I will listen to the master."

Yang's mother agreed without hesitation, her son's life was almost gone, so what's the use of keeping these things around him.

"Master, I still have houses and shops at home, do you want to donate them too?"

Yang's mother is afraid that too much property in her hand will affect her son's health.

"No, just keep it, and just do more good deeds in the future." Jiang Hanyan said with a smile.

Mother Yang heaved a sigh of relief, and secretly rejoiced that the houses and shops at home were enough for her family to live a prosperous life, and she was actually quite worried if it really made her live a poor life.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely do good deeds. I will donate money to build bridges and roads in the future. If I see someone who needs help on the road, I will definitely help." Mother Yang promised.

"You just have to remember, the more good deeds you do, the better off your son will be, and the incense of the Yang family will prosper."

Jiang Hanyan's words are sincere, she is not exaggerating, if she wants to accumulate virtue, she must do good deeds, and there will be retribution for doing evil deeds, it's just a matter of time.

Mother Yang carefully wrote it down, anyway, she doesn't go to work, and she will go to the streets to do good deeds every day.

Yang Wei put on the high-grade amulet, his body was warm and refreshed, as if he had returned, and he bowed gratefully.

"Master, when will my son marry a wife and have children?"

Before leaving, Mother Yang couldn't help asking.

She wanted to hug her grandson so badly.

"one year later."

"Hey, thank you master, I will transfer the money tomorrow."

Yang's mother was overjoyed, worried when she came, and elated when she left. All three members of the family were like this, and Yi's father was also happy for his friends. They are all in their thirties. They can finally get married and have children, and live a normal life.

Aunt Wang walked slowly with a basket full of vegetables. The vegetables her daughter-in-law brought to her just now included edamame, peas, potatoes, etc., enough for her family to eat for several days.

Her hand was a little sore, so Aunt Wang switched hands and beat her lower back, meeting the Yang family head-on.

Mother Yang happened to see Aunt Wang beating her waist, and immediately rushed over, snatching the basket of vegetables without saying a word. Aunt Wang was startled, thinking she was being robbed.

"Sister, I'll help you lift it up, which floor do you live on?"

Mother Yang was very enthusiastic, holding a basket in both hands. The master said, you should do more good deeds, and helping the old lady to carry vegetables is also a good deed, right?

"No, no, I can lift it." Aunt Wang wanted to take back the basket, but she was not in her [-]s and [-]s, so she could still lift a basket of vegetables.

"Sister, don't be polite to me. I have nothing to do and I'm bored. If you don't let me mention it, you're looking down on me."

How could Yangmu be willing? She strode ahead with a basket in her hand, and Aunt Wang trotted after her.

In the end, Yi's father couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the food, and helped deliver it to the second floor. Aunt Wang thanked her pantingly. Although she felt that Yang's mother was a little crazy, she had a good intention, and she still wanted to thank him.

"No...you're welcome."

Mother Yang was also so tired that she couldn't breathe, she beat her waist all the way home.