After Miao Changquan decided to lend money to the Shen family, Miao Dagui, who was sitting in a nearby recliner, also spoke up.
"Jianguo, are you really confident you can make a success of this farmstead?"
"Dad, we're confident!"
'Even if they weren't confident in themselves, they were confident in Shen Nian! If Shen Nian said it would work out, then it definitely would!'
"Alright. Since you put it that way, I have a little money on hand, too. I'll have your mother give it to you in a bit."
Miao Dagui did indeed have some savings set aside for his funeral. While it wasn't a huge amount, for the Miao Family, it was a considerable sum.
He had insisted on not touching it, even when he was gravely ill recently. He figured that if he really did pass away, the money could at least be left for Tian Yilan to live on in her old age.
