On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, just as Tao Zhixiang was about to finish work, Tao Zhiyan called and said that their mother missed her, repeatedly mentioning her name, and asked Tao Zhixiang to come and see her.
So, Tao Zhixiang went home and chatted with her mother for a while.
Her mother held her hand, her weathered face full of tenderness, sighing, "Xiangxiang, you've been wronged! You spent so much money to treat my illness! When will it be fully repaid?"
Tao Zhixiang felt a lump in her throat and smiled faintly:
"Mom, as long as your health is good, the money matters can be resolved slowly later."
Her mother stared at her, "Xiangxiang, tell me honestly, where did all that money come from? Your brother said you borrowed it from friends, but that's not a small amount. What kind of friend? So wealthy?"
The question was heavy, and Tao Zhixiang instantly felt that her mother...was suspicious.
