The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Without waiting for Wen Lao San to say anything, Wen Qingcheng flashed through the door, followed by Wen Zhuo and his wife.

"Third brother, my second sister-in-law is here too. We lent you the money for emergency. Now that the crisis has been resolved, it's time to return the money to us." Song Jiao didn't care about the usual relationship between relatives and went straight to the point to ask for money.

"Keep your voice down. Didn't I just tell you this afternoon that when I have money, I will return it to my second sister-in-law in person?"

Wen Zhuo was very angry when he found out about this. He had already had a quarrel with Song Jiaoxiao and was not in a good mood at the moment. He said coldly, "No need. Pay back whoever lent it to you. Don't get involved with my second sister-in-law."

"Azhuo, I have paid off all my debts. I have no money now. No, you can pay my second sister-in-law back for me first." Wen Lao San suggested.

Song Jiao was anxious and angry. She had been saving money all day, but it was still not enough for Wen Lao San to cheat her. "Don't say anything else. You have to pay it back today. If you don't have it, ask Auntie or Big Brother for it!"

"Song Jiao, are you trying to force us to death? We are all farmers, where does the money come from?"

Ye Xiuying sneered: "Oh, you gamble less even though you have no money."

Old Third Wen was also very annoyed. Seeing Ye Xiuying interrupting, she was usually an honest woman, why did she interrupt? Old Third Wen took out all his anger on Ye Xiuying. "What does it have to do with you? Stop talking nonsense. Did I lend you money? Did I lend you money? Didn't you leave this family? Why are you here again?"

Wen Qingcheng got furious when she heard this. How dare she talk to her mother like that? "Wen Lao San, do you want me to call all the neighbors over to judge the matter? You used a trick to borrow our money, and you're afraid that someone will come to your door."

"You little stinky girl, how dare you talk to me like that? I'm going to teach you a lesson today." Wen Lao San raised his hand as if to hit her, but with Wen Zhuo around, Wen Qingcheng didn't even need to fight back.

But before Wen Zhuo could make a move, Wen Lao San was stopped by a male voice: "Stop!"

Wen Lao San turned around and saw that Master Qiu had come out, followed by Master Wen and his family. "Master Qiu, why did you come out? There's nothing to do here. Take Master Qiu back to eat." Wen Lao San winked at Zhao Chunhua.

Mr. Qiu raised his hand, walked straight to Wen Qingcheng, and said gently: "My lady, we meet again. You are Yufeng's sister."

Wen Qingcheng glanced at Mr. Qiu with cold eyes and said, "Since there are guests here, let's quickly resolve the matter and leave." This was already a great courtesy from Wen Qingcheng.

Wen Zhuo saw that the young man in front of him did not look like an ordinary family. He knew that he was Wen Yufeng's boyfriend. She was not young anymore and it was time for her to get married, so he did not want to ruin her plans.

"Third brother, can you please talk to me for a moment? Let's go to my house." Wen Zhuo waved his hand at Wen Lao San.

"Azhuo, you can see that there is a distinguished guest here. Why do you have to rush tonight? I will come to see you tomorrow."

Wen Lao San is shameless enough, just wanting to postpone it indefinitely. Wen Qingcheng doesn't buy it, it's his business if he has guests at home. "Wen Lao San, since you have guests at home, hurry up and come with us, don't make everyone look bad."

Seeing that Mr. Qiu's attention was all on Wen Qingcheng, Wen Yufeng hurriedly stepped forward and said to Wen Qingcheng, "Sister, if you have anything to say, let's talk tomorrow. I know you want money, let's think of a way."

In one sentence, the person who wanted money became the one who came to borrow money. Wen Qingcheng laughed, "Wen Yufeng, why do you think I will cooperate with you in acting?"

Wen Yufeng's whole body froze. Wen Qingcheng had already fallen out with her a long time ago, so of course she would not cooperate with her.

"Sister, we are a family after all. You can't abandon family affection just for money." Wen Yufeng said softly.

Wen Qingcheng frowned, she couldn't stand her tea-like appearance, thinking that pretending to be a white lotus could cover up her ugly face. "You must pay back the money today! Don't pay it back? I have plenty of ways to make you pay it back!"

Wen Qingcheng made some harsh remarks, but in fact, she is very humble by nature. However, she knows very well that some low-quality people at the bottom of society cannot understand your humility. They will only think that you are weak and can be bullied. She only reserves her humility for those who are equally humble and reasonable.

Mr. Qiu frowned slightly, fanned himself, and said solemnly: "I didn't expect that a girl like you who looks so weak and delicate could speak so aggressively. How much silver do I owe you that you are so unreasonable?"

Wen Qingcheng knew that he was an outsider who didn't understand the situation, so it didn't matter what he said. Wen Qingcheng didn't care about him at all.

Seeing that Master Qiu had spoken for them, Wen Yufeng said pitifully, "It's only ten taels of silver."

Master Qiu snorted coldly and said, "It's just ten taels of silver. Why make such a fuss?" Then he took out some silver from his waist.

Wen Yufeng's face was full of heartache. This was originally the money borrowed by her third uncle's family, and now they had to pay it back. She had already regarded Mr. Qiu as her own family member, and spending Mr. Qiu's money was equivalent to spending her money.

Song Jiao took the silver and said in a softer tone, "I won't disturb you while you eat."

This sentence fell on deaf ears, and no one from the old house responded. Wen Qingcheng felt that it didn't matter, as long as the money was returned, she didn't have any contact with them anyway.

On the way back, Song Jiao kept muttering, "Brother Zhuo, don't you think this is a bad thing for us? The new son-in-law is here and we're asking for money."

Wen Zhuo said coldly: "People like them will always find a reason no matter when you ask for money. As long as we ask for it, they will hate us. It is better not to lose money than to be hated and lose money."

"My uncle is absolutely right. Anyway, the money is coming back, so don't think too much about it. If he feels embarrassed, he should just give it to us earlier."

After Wen Qingcheng and the others left, in the old house of the Wen family, Wen Yufeng looked unhappy, "Why did you give it to her?"

"There's no need to ruin our mood for dinner just for ten taels of silver." Mr. Qiu returned to the house again and sat at the dining table.

Wen Lao San said: "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Mr. Qiu. We wanted to contribute to Yufeng's workshop."

Wen Yufeng rolled her eyes at Wen Lao San. Now that was good. She had borrowed the money for a long time and finally asked Mr. Qiu to help her pay it back. Her father had not given him money for a while. Before, he had been taking her to high-end restaurants for meals, which cost a lot of money. Now he took out another ten taels, and the marriage had not even been discussed yet. How would Mr. Qiu think of her family?

Boss Wen smiled and apologized, "This time it's all thanks to Master Qiu. Third Brother, you must return it to Master Qiu when you have it in the future."

Mr. Qiu waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, we are all family." After that, he looked at Wen Yufeng with an ambiguous expression.

Old Lady Wen kept mumbling about the ten taels of silver. If Master Qiu hadn't been present today, she would have cursed Wen Qingcheng and the others to death. Although the ten taels of silver were not hers to pay, she still felt very distressed.

"Those three black-hearted wives only care about money. And they still want to make a scene here." Old Lady Wen was referring to Wen Qingcheng and her daughter, as well as Song Jiao.

Mr. Qiu smiled faintly and said, "They are all farmers. I think they are waiting for money to live."

Wen Yufeng snorted, "What do you mean by waiting for money to live? In fact, Wen Qingcheng's family has plenty of money."

Wen Yufeng's words were unintentional, and Mr. Qiu's fanning hand paused, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes imperceptibly.