Listenting to Luo Yuzhu's words, Ma Donghua leaned her head closer, "Yuzhu, you are Xiaofeng's biological mother nonetheless. Although you haven't raised her since she was little, it was not your fault. You are her biological mother, and now that she has so much money, whether she sells or keeps it, it's your duty to oversee her, isn't it?"
Luo Yuzhu naturally understood Ma Donghua's implication: "You specifically came to tell me this, definitely not just to let me know that Xiaofeng has money."
"Yuzhu, we were sisters-in-law in the past, and you know my family's situation well—two sons, both of whom study well and might even go off to university in the future. Guisheng and I are just two farmers with no way to make extra money. We told you this news, obviously with strings attached. If you receive anything from Xiaofeng, you should share half with us."
She had traveled all this way to tell Luo Yuzhu, and why? It was simply to get a share of the belongings from her.
