He didn't gamble, drink, or anything of the sort, and he steered clear of anything that cost money. Compared to Tan You's own grandfather, Tan Deming, Han Cunming was practically the best old man in the village, aside from being a bit stingy.
So, Tan You wasn't worried at all about leaving her money with Han Cunming. A thrill of excitement went through her at the thought of going to work at the clothing factory where Aunt Yang was employed tomorrow.
She was just a girl who had recently finished her middle school exams and had never earned her own money before. Even though she would only be helping out at the factory and probably wouldn't make much, Tan You was full of anticipation.
「The next morning at seven.」
