Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Mrs. Mu thought for a while, and hearing Zhao Yunfei's tone, two taels of silver probably really didn't want to make decisions for her.

But today, I can't miss a penny.

"Lizheng, five hundred coins, there can be no less. I will paste some silver on my big treasure's injury. If it is less, I will be forced to death..." Mrs. Mu cried miserably after finishing speaking.

"That's it, I'll talk about it later!" Zhao Yunfei nodded, and his expression was not very good-looking.

Being upright and dealing with neighborhood disputes every day is also a troublesome thing, so you can't be too partial to anyone.

Although he sympathized with Han Yingxue's family in his heart, she was indeed the one who beat someone. Regardless of whether Hu Dabao was at fault or not, disputes between children's families always have something wrong with beating people up like this, and they can't just pay nothing Up.

"Five hundred wen?" Zhao Ziwen frowned, looking at Mrs. Mu.

It was only then that the Mu family noticed Zhao Ziwen behind Zhao Yunfei.

Zhao Ziwen is also a well-known young talent in the village. Not only is he handsome and beautiful, but he is also very good at reading. The family is well-off, and he is the wishful husband of many girls in the village.

The Mu family was also the first time you saw Zhao Ziwen, but you still guessed his identity right away.

"Master, do you think there is something wrong?" Mrs. Mu asked politely.

"Of course not!" Zhao Ziwen said in a low voice, his face was not good-looking.

Mrs Mu's heart skipped a beat, this Zhao Ziwen is Li Zheng's nephew, if Zhao Ziwen says something wrong, Li Zheng might not be able to make decisions for her.

Mrs. Mu looked at Zhao Ziwen nervously, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Five hundred Wen, I see that her house is dilapidated, and she just separated. There is no food and land, where can I get you five hundred Wen?" Zhao Ziwen said displeased.

Zhao Yunfei was also secretly curious, his nephew didn't pay much attention to anything other than reading, but now, from what he said, he knew the situation of the granddaughter of the old Han family very well, which is really strange .

"It's okay, it's okay, if you can't take it out now, it will be fine if you return it slowly in the future!" Mrs. Mu waved his hand.

As long as Lizheng agreed to pay the five hundred Wen, she, Han Yingxue, owed her, and it was only right and proper to pay back the debt. Anyway, I can't miss a penny today.

"Five hundred coins, right?" Zhao Ziwen took out half a penny from his sleeve and stuffed it into Mrs. Mu's hand. "I paid back the five hundred essays for her. I hope you won't bother her again in the future!"

Mrs. Mu, who had never seen so much money at once, happily took half a penny from Zhao Ziwen, nodded and said: "My family's eldest treasure can have medical expenses. How can I go to trouble again!"

Zhao Ziwen nodded.

Mrs. Mu happily left Zhao Yunfei's house with Hu Dabao.

Zhao Ziwen turned around and saw Zhao Yunfei looking into his eyes.

"Why does uncle look at me like this?" Zhao Ziwen asked.

Zhao Yunfei chuckled, put his hands on Zhao Ziwen's shoulders, and said, "Ziwen. Uncle is wondering why you want to pay the granddaughter of the old Han family 500 Wen."

"I..." Zhao Ziwen froze for a moment.

Why did he do this? As if he didn't even know why.

Is it because of Han Yingxue? Even if it was because of her, why would he help her?

Zhao Ziwen's heart was churning, facing Zhao Yunfei's burning eyes, he didn't know how to answer his question.

"I... I call her family is too poor, and I can't see others in trouble, but I don't help..." Zhao Ziwen lowered his head guiltily, his cheeks flushed.

"Haha, there are too many impoverished people in this village. If we help everyone, there is nothing we can do!" Zhao Yunfei smiled heartily, but did not pursue this topic to continue asking.