“How is this causing trouble?” Qin’s mother was indignant. “Our family has nothing right now, what trouble could we possibly be causing?”

This time, Qin's mother was determined to have a serious talk with her daughter.

If she still can't get the money back this time, she'll risk her life to make sure her daughter suffers.

My family was murdered and we don't even have a place to live. Why is that brat hiding in Qingfeng Temple, eating and drinking well?

There's no such thing as a free lunch!

"How can it not be causing trouble? The house is burned down like this, and even eating and sleeping are problems. Do you think she can solve anything?" Qin's father sneered, then continued, "What if this rebellious daughter goes crazy and gets someone to beat you up? The family will have to pay for your medical treatment. Does that cost nothing?"

"These things," Qin Lao Er said through gritted teeth, "shouldn't my little sister be responsible for them?"

“Why shouldn’t she?” Qin’s mother said through gritted teeth. “If she doesn’t take responsibility, don’t blame me for being ruthless and not leaving her any way out.”

If she doesn't get the money, she'll definitely tell Huang Jiaquan all about these shameful things and make that worthless woman drown in a pig cage.

After careful consideration, Qin's father did not stop him and went along with them.

He thought about it and realized that the Qin family had nothing now, and no matter how ruthless his daughter was, she wouldn't dare to kill him. So, he had nothing to fear.

Anyway, I have nothing left to lose except my life.

When Qin heard that someone had arrived, she remained calm and nodded in agreement.

"Sister Qin," Gan Luo asked again, still unsure, "Do we really have to see them?"

"Um."

"Everyone?"

“I let my mother in alone, but locked the others outside. I don’t want to see them.”

After saying that, he yawned lazily, lay half-reclined in the chair, and said no more.

When Qin's mother came in and saw Qin Shi leisurely drinking tea and eating snacks, her eyes turned red with anger. "You wretched girl, you've ruined your own mother like this, how can you still have the nerve to eat and drink like this? How come you didn't choke to death?"

“Mother, why are you so agitated?” Madam Qin gestured to the chair, indicating for her to sit down, and poured her a cup of tea. “You’ve suffered such a great calamity and traveled for so long, you must be tired. Sit down, have some tea and snacks, and rest for a while. We can talk about everything later.”

No matter how angry she was, her body wouldn't lie; at that moment, Qin's mother was indeed exhausted and hungry.

Hearing what Qin said, he sat down without thinking and started eating the pastries without any ceremony.

A moment later, Qin's mother realized what had happened. She immediately stopped eating the pastries and drinking the tea, stood up, and asked incredulously, "Did you really make this?"

"Yes," Madam Qin readily admitted, "Didn't Mother already have this suspicion?"

Upon hearing this, Qin's blood boiled and she trembled violently. "You wretched girl, why don't you just die!"

Even with some suspicions, Qin's mother still held onto a sliver of hope. She didn't want to believe that the daughter she had raised could be so ruthless.

In just a few days, my daughter has become someone I don't even recognize.

“My life is so good now, why would I be so pessimistic?” Madam Qin smiled lightly. “Are you joking, Mother?”

"You brat!" Qin's mother said, her eyes red, glaring at Qin like a ferocious beast. "If you dare to do something bad, you have to take responsibility. If you don't bring fifty taels of silver this time, I'll go to Huangjiakou and tell everyone about your shameful deeds!"

Upon hearing this, Qin's face stiffened slightly. "Mother, if you want to go, then go. After all, I'm not the only one who will be embarrassed."

She didn't believe they would actually dare to go.

While he himself would not fare well, the Qin family would also find no way to escape unscathed.

With Qingfeng Temple still standing, no matter how much people despise you, you won't be in any danger. If you go somewhere else, who will recognize you?

"You're shameless indeed," Qin's mother said, her chest aching with anger. "If I had known you would be like this, I shouldn't have given birth to you."

“That’s a real pity,” Madam Qin shook her head, her smile widening. “It can’t be stuffed back in now.”

Without these constraints, Qin found that her life was getting better and better.

Now that I've won over the important person, the Qin family can't do anything about me, and the people in the temple treat me well, it's so much better than when I was in the Qin family, having to endure their disdain and mistreatment.

"you……"

Qin's mother was so angry at Qin's unreasonable and hot-tempered behavior that she almost vomited blood.

This girl has not only become ruthless and vicious, but she has also become much more eloquent, able to say things that can leave people speechless.

"I'm not going to argue with you about these trivial matters," Qin's mother said, knowing she couldn't win the argument with her daughter. "In short, this matter isn't over today. You set fire to the house, so you have to pay for it. Fifty taels of silver. If you're short even a penny, I'll report you to the authorities."

She didn't believe that Qingfeng Temple had really cleaned up the whole mess.

Looking up at Qin Shi, I noticed the crystal-clear jade bracelet on her wrist, the glittering golden hairpin in her hair, the silk gauze dress on her body, and the delicate embroidered shoes on her feet.

Suddenly, I was filled with both jealousy and hatred!

They lived such a good life themselves, yet they wouldn't let them take even the slightest advantage, cutting off the Qin family's source of income and burning down the Qin family's house.

This damned creature, how come it gets to live so well?

After thinking for a moment, she felt that fifty taels of silver was too little. "No, the house has been ruined by you like this, it definitely needs more than fifty taels, a hundred taels, a hundred taels!"

"Does Mother think that's possible?" Madam Qin sneered. "Who gave you the illusion that I would be manipulated by you?"

Qin's mother's foolish behavior really annoyed Qin.

If I didn't need to use her for something else, I really wouldn't want to waste my breath talking to her.

Only now do I realize that my mother, whom I always thought was unfathomable and knew everything, was actually just a shallow and greedy ordinary peasant woman.

This realization made Qin want to slap her foolish self from back then.

"You really won't give it to me?" Qin's mother looked at her daughter with bloodshot eyes. "If you don't give me the money today, even if you are my own daughter, I won't let this go."

"Whatever you want."

"I'm not afraid?"

"I'm not afraid!"

"Are you really not afraid?" Qin's casual tone made Qin's mother uneasy.

Does my daughter have some backup plan?

Could it be that Qingfeng Temple is about to make a move?

Are they, the Qin family, destined to suffer the same fate as the Li family, dying and their debts wiped away?

Overthinking things, Qin's mother's gaze towards Qin Shi changed, becoming sinister and menacing, as if she wanted to devour her.

"I'm not afraid," Qin Shi said slowly after uttering these two words. "Mother, if I were you, I wouldn't show my hatred so obviously. After all, whether you like it or not, the Qin family can only rely on me now. If you make me happy, you'll get fifty taels, or even a hundred taels."

Upon hearing this, Qin's mother pursed her lips.

"You're lying to me again. Even if I say a hundred nice things, you won't give me a single penny."

Since that's the case, she might as well just follow her own whims; she'd be more comfortable that way.

"Mother really knows her daughter well; you guessed it all."

"You brat," Qin's mother asked through gritted teeth, "are you making a fool of me like a monkey?"

“Of course not,” Madam Qin said seriously, “It’s not that I can’t give you money.”

"How much?" Qin's mother's eyes darted around. "Fifty taels, or one hundred?"

"Heh, wishful thinking. One or two ounces, take it or leave it."