The earthen jar Old Lady An held in her hand was used to store money and silver certificates. Usually, this earthen jar was kept in a hole in the wall by her bedside.
She hadn't taken it out to look for several days.
She assumed the money would definitely be there; little did she know when she took out the earthen jar just now, there was nothing left inside.
"Was it you, did you all take my money, was it?"
Her body shook, and she turned to look at the crowd that had rushed into the room, sharply accusing them.
"Money? What money?"
Older An and the others were completely baffled. Usually, it was Old Lady An who kept the money; they never had the chance to lay hands on it.
They didn't even dare to enter Old Lady An's room, so how could they be accused of taking the money without any proof? That's not how things should be said!
Second Elder An thought the same, feeling that his mother's words were truly harsh.
"Mom, we don't even know where you hide your money."
