Author: Seven taels of broken silver

"Ten taels of silver is costing our lives. You can't get it out even if you kill us," Mrs. Zhao choked her neck and cried, her shrewd little eyes turning non-stop. "It's less, let's borrow it."

Borrow it too!"

Scarface sneered, that was what he had in mind.

He raised his foot and kicked Cheng Wulang's knees hard. Wulang groaned in pain. Scarface stepped on his back and pressed him to the ground. He pulled out a dagger from his black boot and placed it on Wulang's neck.

The onlookers made noises of fright.

Mrs. Zhao was so frightened that she almost flew out of her mind.

Old man Cheng almost dropped the cigarette rod in his hand, his face was full of panic, and his whole body became rickety.

"I would like to charge you less, but if I give you less, who will charge me less?"

"I think your new house is pretty good. If you can't get any money now, a table, chair or bench will do. If you really don't have money, you can use someone to pay off the debt. Don't you have a lot of girls in your house?"

Ye Ning's face suddenly turned pale, and she subconsciously hid Miaomiao behind her.

As soon as these words came out, both Da Ya and Er Ya were frightened and turned pale.

Scarface said coldly: "My knife doesn't have an eye. Don't even think about taking Joe from me. You are still digging in the fields while I am collecting debts!"

Cheng Wulang was so frightened that his vision went dark and his whole body was shaking violently.

With a trembling voice, he begged for mercy: "Brother Dao, don't listen to my mother's nonsense. We have money, and we will definitely be able to pay it back! Father, mother, I know I'm wrong, and I still want to provide for you until the end of your life, please."

Got it!"

Cheng Erlang pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and advised: "Mom and dad, let's pay back the money quickly."

There is no point in procrastinating any longer. People who are capable of collecting debts are desperate for their lives. Bargaining with them is simply crazy.

Scarface sneered and said, "This is how you know each other."

Mrs. Zhao clutched her chest and walked into the main room with weak legs. Seeing this, Mrs. Qian quickly stepped forward to help her go inside, but she was stopped when she entered the house. Mrs. Zhao spat and cursed.

: "What are you doing here? You still want to get rid of our old bones' money, right?"

Qian's face turned blue and white in turns.

After saying that, Mrs. Zhao went into the house and took out a clay pot from under the bed. There were six or seven strings of copper plates in it, as well as some scattered silver. These were all the money collected by each family last night.

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Shiro just got married some time ago, and the family's expenses are already stretched thin.

The second child’s family gave the least amount of money here. What’s the use of more than one tael of silver? Once you have a wife, you forget about your mother. The second child can’t be counted on. Mrs. Zhao walked out tremblingly, so she still had to rely on the fifth child.

Elderly care.

Although he made a mistake this time, his goal was not to feed everyone in his family.

As soon as Cheng Wulang saw his mother coming out with the clay pot, he knew that he was saved this time. Scarface raised his chin upon seeing this, and immediately a thug stepped forward and snatched the clay pot away.

Mrs. Zhao almost lost her balance, and Cheng Erlang quickly reached out to support her.

Unexpectedly, she sat down on the ground, her hair disheveled, and began to curse hysterically at the top of her lungs: "You guys who have killed thousands of people, you even want to rob the old woman's coffin, it's unreasonable! You will be punished!"

The thug laughed angrily when he heard this.

He simply smashed the clay pot to pieces, slowly took out the copper coins inside and counted them. While counting, he said: "It was not our brother who robbed your coffin, but your youngest son. Who asked him to bet?"

There were six strings of copper coins in total, a string of scattered copper plates, and silver nuggets cut into pieces.

The total number of zeros and zeros adds up to exactly ten taels.

Scarface then put away the dagger with a smile, gently picked up Cheng Wulang who was lying on the ground, straightened his collar, and said: "Remember, don't gamble if you don't have money.

They are all as good-tempered as me."

"...I know, I know Brother Dao."

Cheng Wulang was so frightened that he nodded.

Scarface left with the thugs.

Old Man Cheng and his brothers sent away the villagers who were watching the fun with ugly smiles. When only the family members were left, they closed the door. Old Man Cheng picked up the broom by the wall and beat Wu Lang on him.

"I'll beat you to death, you loser!"

"I asked you to bet! I asked you to bet! Now it's better, the whole family's savings have been lost by you alone!"

Cheng Wulang was beaten so hard that he ran around holding his head.

Cheng Miaomiao then poked his head out from behind his mother-in-law. It was interesting to see them jumping up and down, so he took out a fruit from his pocket, wiped it on his clothes and put it in his mouth, blinking and looking at it carefully.

Ye Ning noticed what his daughter was doing: "..."

It would be a bit impolite to watch a show while watching a show.

She moved her body and put her daughter behind her.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Zhao, who was pretending to cry and howl, immediately protected him behind her like a baby, cursing: "This is your son, he has been beaten like this by that group of people, do you still want to beat him to death?

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"Then who is Wulang gambling for? It's so that we can all have enough to eat. What's wrong with him!"

"Dad, I swear, I really thought about going to the gambling house to give it a try because I was running out of food at home. I won at first, but who knew that I would lose everything in the next one. They must have tampered with it."

Cheng Wulang hid behind him, covering the wound on his face and crying.

Mrs. Zhao immediately glared over and said, "Did you hear that it was the people from the gambling shop who deliberately harmed us, Wu Lang!"

The Cheng family brothers, who were standing by and watching, felt cold when they heard this. The fifth brother had lost all the family's savings. In the eyes of his mother, he was not wrong. It was ridiculous.

Mrs. Qian screamed dissatisfied: "Mom, that's not what you said before. My fifth brother borrowed this money from us."

"What's wrong with borrowing some money? Your fifth brother is the smartest among you. He will definitely be successful in the future, and he can still pay you back?"

Mrs. Zhao turned around and glared at her.

Cheng Miaomiao was confused. Just when she wanted to see more clearly, an extra hand suddenly appeared on her head and pushed her back.

Why is Mrs. Zhao so sure that her uncle will be successful in the future?

Old man Cheng was so angry that he was dizzy. He pointed the broom at him and cursed: "You stinky boy, kneel here for me until we call you to get up, or you will never eat again!"

"No, no, dad, I'll just kneel down!"

Cheng Wulang didn't dare to talk back anymore and knelt on the ground obediently.

After all this hard work, the whole family was tired both physically and mentally. Old man Cheng was squatting on the edge of the threshold, smoking a cigarette in a depressed manner, huddled there, as if he had suddenly aged a few years.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and cook!"

The wives present, including Ye Ning, all went to the kitchen together.

Cheng Miaomiao followed behind her, holding the dug myrtle tree in her arms. After entering the kitchen, she raised her head and asked: "Mom, I want to plant a tree, can I plant it at home?"

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"What is Sanya holding in her hand?"

Cheng Silang's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhou, could still manage to smile. She had just married not long ago, had not saved any private money, and had no dowry, so she had nothing to lose.

"Children plucked up the mango tree randomly on the mountain."

Ye Ning touched her head and coaxed softly: "Sit here and wait for a while. After dinner, I will go planting with you."

Cheng Miaomiao said hello, found a low stool and sat down, then took a piece of fruit from his pocket to eat.

The undecided Da Ya and Er Ya also followed her into the kitchen and sat around her like ducklings huddled together. Their faces were still a little pale. Da Ya asked curiously: "San Ya, why do you still have fruit?

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She remembered that they clearly didn't pick so many.

Cheng Miaomiao tilted her head, took out a handful of fruits from her pocket and gave them to them. She said proudly: "I picked these from behind. They were given to me by those trees."

"Hahahaha Sanya, what are you talking about?"

"How could the tree give you fruit? You must have fallen asleep in a dream."
Chapter completed!