Chapter 61 Lin Yuesha is mighty!

“Now that your aunt has passed away, your cousin Zhang Jing is probably too weak to take care of you. Your mother has come to take you home.”

Sun played the emotional card, beginning to repent for how much she had regretted it over the years, and even frankly stated that she would never have a biological son again in this life, which was God's punishment for her abandoning Zhang Fang.

“Mother’s new home is very nice. There are servants, meat is served every meal, and there’s a big courtyard.”

Zhang Fang was just a seven or eight-year-old child. Sun thought she could trick him away by giving him some candy.

“Mrs. Sun, there is no son here, only my brother.”

Zhang Jing's eyes were filled with hatred. If it weren't for Madam Sun coming to the door repeatedly to demand her mother's return, her mother wouldn't have vomited blood in her anger and died.

Sun was his mother's death warrant.

Now, he is alone and vulnerable, and he must first take care of his mother's funeral. However, he will never let Sun Shi go.

"What are you saying? Zhang Fang crawled out of my stomach!"

Sun was already short-tempered, and Zhang Jing's words immediately broke her composure. She sneered, "What's wrong with me, a mother, bringing my own son home?"

"Going home, is my father there?"

Zhang Fang's eyes were cold; he looked at Sun Shi as if she were a stranger. Years ago, she abandoned him, severing their mother-son bond.

Sun disturbed his life and caused his aunt's early death. The two were not relatives, but enemies!

"Your father..."

Mrs. Sun paused when asked the question. In short, she had put in a lot of effort and was ready to take the person away today.

"Then we'll see if you have the ability."

Zhang Jing's face turned ashen. In broad daylight, was there no law?

"Maybe you'll offer yourself to me."

Madam Sun whispered a few words to the maid beside her, who nodded and immediately went out.

Lin Yuesha had a feeling that this Sun was not simple and had come prepared. She wondered what kind of trouble she would cause.

"We're not going to town."

Jiang Baozhu leaned against the fence, her eyes lowered as she fell into deep thought.

Lin Yuesha had no objection; she wanted to wait for further developments.

About fifteen minutes later, an old man with a white beard followed the young maid into the courtyard, looking apologetic.

"Dr. Sun, what's wrong...?"

When Zhang Jing saw the doctor, he glanced at Madam Sun and his expression turned grim.

“Scholar Zhang, I have no choice but to repay the money you owe me.”

Doctor Sun sighed. He and the Sun family were from the same clan, but they rarely interacted. It was all his fault for his good-for-nothing grandson, who had incurred a gambling debt, and the creditor was none other than the Sun family's husband.

Sun found Physician Sun and threatened him to ask Zhang Jing for money, or else she would have someone chop off her grandson's fingers.

"But five taels of silver, I now..."

Zhang Jing felt a little uncomfortable, and his back wasn't as straight. He remembered that his mother's condition had worsened recently, and he had asked Doctor Sun for medicine on credit.

Sun Langzhong is a very nice person. Every time I get medicine, he practically gives it away for free.

It is only right to pay back debts. Now that people have come to collect debts, he has to pay them. However, apart from the ginseng left by his mother, he has no money at all. He only has a few dozen copper coins in his pocket, which he earned by writing Spring Festival couplets.

“Scholar Zhang, my good-for-nothing grandson owes money to the Sun family, so I have no choice but to come and collect the debt.”

Dr. Sun sighed deeply. He had accumulated a lifetime of good deeds and accumulated countless merits, but this one incident had completely ruined everything.

Zhang Jing's mother had just died, and he came to his door demanding repayment of debts. It's really not a pleasant thing to say!

But Sun was pressuring him, and he had no choice. His grandson was his own flesh and blood, while Zhang Jing was an outsider. It goes without saying which was more important.

“Zhang Jing, see this? Five taels of silver. If you can’t pay it, let Zhang Fang come back with me, and that debt will be wiped clean.”

Sun was delighted and just watched to see what choice he would make.

As for the onlookers, Madam Sun didn't care at all. People are selfish; would these people possibly take out their own savings to help Zhang Jing pay off his debts? Impossible. They're not relatives or friends; at most, they'd help in any way they could.

Sun may not be good at anything else, but she is very good at judging people. As soon as she spoke, the surroundings fell silent.

Five taels of silver is no small sum; an ordinary person might not spend that much money in a year. Ten taels of silver is enough to marry a decent wife.

Those living in the nearby alleys were poor and none of them had money, so no one dared to offer to raise money for Zhang Jing.

The Lunar New Year is just around the corner. If each family contributes only a few hundred coins, they won't be able to make ends meet.

"Dr. Sun, could we postpone this for a while?"

Zhang Jing ignored Madam Sun and instead asked Physician Sun.

There are no large pharmacies in town, so his ginseng doesn't fetch a good price. He has to go to the county to find a reliable shop to trade with.

This back-and-forth process takes time.

If that doesn't work, you can sell the yard, but that will also take time; money doesn't just appear out of thin air.

"No, that won't work."

Seeing the fierce look on Sun's face, Physician Sun sighed. He had been threatened by Sun and had no choice but to go against his conscience; Physician Sun felt terrible at this moment.

"It's just about paying back the money. I'd rather sell myself into servitude than go back with you."

Zhang Fang pulled Zhang Jing along, his eyes resolute. He had heard that there were people in town who would buy servants. He was young, but he could do a lot of chores, like carrying water and burning firewood, and he was worth a few taels of silver.

"No!"

Zhang Jing was startled and immediately stopped him. He was thinking about whether he could borrow some money from his teacher or classmates first, at most he would be ridiculed.

"I can lend it to you, as long as you kneel down, kowtow three times to me, and call me father!"

The scholar who smashed the stall and smashed the folding fan reappeared in the crowd at some point.

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