After the Divorce, Enjoying a Feast with Mother, While the Jerk Father’s Family Frets

Having transmigrated into this world and witnessed her Mother being divorced, Lian’er saw the ugly face of the Song Family and resolutely decided to leave with her Mother.

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Chapter 262 Da Yong unleashes a vicious punch at Shi Zhenxiang (1/2)

The children kept their heads down; they didn't understand those grand narratives, they were only thinking about how to live their lives from now on.

Qiao Lian'er took out three ounces from her sleeve and handed them to A Da.

"It's just a few taels of silver, it's not like we're starving, so don't worry."

"Sister Lian'er, how can we accept the money you keep giving us?" A'da murmured, his voice slightly choked with emotion.

Qiao Lian'er smiled and said, "I've earned some money recently, so consider this an advance payment. I'll let you do things for me later."

Ah Da then took the money and raised his misty eyes.

"Yes, we will definitely work hard to repay you."

It is now confirmed that those people have completely left the city. It is already evening, and they are still busy going down to the town, which shows that the mission is urgent.

Following the address, Qiao Lian'er found the owner of the shop.

"Three hundred taels, not a penny less."

The homeowner was a somewhat overweight middle-aged man who had been involved in a lawsuit and whose family's money and grain had been confiscated. He looked dejected and depressed, and didn't even glance at her. He was busy tending to the green beans in the basket and said irritably.

“Such a good shop, under normal circumstances, it could be sold for 350 taels. But now that there’s a problem at home, people who want to take advantage are coming to our door one after another.”

There are still people shouting for two hundred taels now, is there any justice left?

The woman of the house also had a long face as she went in and out of the kitchen, while an old man sat in front of the door smoking a pipe, his face full of worry and despair.

"Then three hundred taels." Qiao Lian'er didn't want to argue any further.

No one is having a good time at this time.

The middle-aged man looked up in surprise and found it was a little girl.

"Little girl, three hundred taels is no joke. Can you really come up with that much money?"

“I can put down a deposit now, and I’ll pay the rest tomorrow. Then you can give me the property deed and land deed.”

Seeing her so agreeable, the uncle's expression softened a bit.

"Okay, we'll do it your way. The deposit is thirty taels."

"Little girl, if you dare to lie to me, you won't get your deposit back."

Qiao Lian'er thought she would have to bet at least fifty taels, but she didn't expect this uncle, who seemed difficult to deal with, to be so generous.

"Uncle, why would I lie to you? Wouldn't that be like giving you thirty taels for free? I'm not that stupid."

After Qiao Lian'er took out thirty taels, the uncle asked his son to take down the sales sign hanging on the shop door.

"Hurry up and come. If those people get to your house, they'll probably loot it all."

The middle-aged man sighed, his eyes filled with barely suppressed hatred.

The higher authorities clearly required that half of the tax be collected, but they took 70% of it, and all sorts of miscellaneous expenses, such as shoe wear and tear fees, travel expenses, tea and wine fees, toilet paper fees, etc., were all borne by the ordinary people.

Qiao Lian'er thought this uncle was a nice person, so how could he have gotten into such a big lawsuit and even had to sell his jewelry and shop?

She couldn't help but ask another question.

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "If you get into a fight and accidentally kill someone, you can pay a large sum of money to avoid imprisonment."

"Is this even possible?"

Throughout history, the law has always been that murderers must pay with their lives. Money can hardly avert disaster. Compensation is merely a side effect. If someone takes a life, the only options are to pay with one's own life or serve a prison sentence, the only difference being the length of time.

"Little girl, let me put it this way: I was mainly on the defensive. I only fought back when I was cornered, which led to the mistaken killing of him. I didn't want to kill him."

"That's why they can settle things by paying money."

"Just know that I'm not a bad person. Just do this business with me, and I won't cheat you."