"Brother Long, I came with you to carry firewood just to tell you about this."

Wang Qian sighed, "As for how to handle it, that's your own decision; I won't get involved."

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Xiao Qian, wait!"

Yang Shenglong caught up, holding the two stacks of money Wang Qian had just given him, "You really...?"

"What? You want to give me back the money and then not save your aunt?" Wang Qian retorted.

Yang Shenglong froze.

After staring at Wang Qian for a moment, he suddenly took two steps back, bowed to Wang Qian, and said, "Xiao Qian, thank you!"

As he spoke, his voice choked with emotion, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

A tough, strong man like him, he would never flinch if asked to engage in fighting and killing.

But at this moment, he was as vulnerable as a child.

"Brother Long, if you consider me a brother, don't stand on ceremony with me!"

Wang Qian smiled and said, "Taking your aunt to have surgery is the priority. You'd better stop wasting your breath talking to me here."

"good!"

Yang Shenglong nodded and said no more.

But he secretly vowed that his life would belong to Wang Qian from now on.

He will definitely pay it back.

From now on, he will live frugally and save money. If he can't pay it off in five years, then he'll pay it off in ten.

For him, the 20,000 yuan was more than just a sum of money; it was an immense life-saving grace.

...

Inside the main room.

"Sister Xiaoju, can we talk alone?"

Yang Zihuan reached out and touched Yang Ju's shoulder, lowering her voice as she spoke.

After just one touch, she and Yang Chunlan moved far away, as if afraid of getting themselves dirty.

Both Yang Ju and her mother were country bumpkins, wearing dirty and tattered clothes that they couldn't even wash properly after working in the fields every day.

Getting close to these people will definitely soil their expensive clothes.

If they hadn't come to call Yang Ju, they would never have stepped into this main room.

"I have to take care of my mother. Can't we talk about this here?"

Yang Ju was getting a little impatient.

When she heard Wang Qian say he was powerless, she really wanted to rush up and question him.

Wang Qian is a big boss, and the villagers have been praising him so much, how could he not have 20,000 yuan?

The reason I say I can't help them is definitely because I don't want to lend them money; I'm just afraid they won't be able to repay it.

However, considering how much her brother Yang Shenglong respected Wang Qian, she ultimately held back.

After all, lending money is a favor if the other party lends it, and it's their right not to lend it.

Even if Wang Qian had money but refused to lend it to them, she shouldn't hold a grudge.

"Sister Xiaoju, we have a way that might save Auntie."

Seeing Yang Ju's impatience, Yang Zihuan said something else.

"real?"

Yang Ju turned around with a skeptical look.

"This is not the place to talk, come with us!"

With that, Yang Zihuan and Yang Chunlan walked outside.

Yang Ju frowned slightly, her expression shifting between light and dark.

She seemed to have guessed what Yang Zihuan and Yang Chunlan were going to say, but after much deliberation, she gritted her teeth and followed them.

Not long after, the two led Yang Ju to a corner behind the house.

"Just say what you have to say!"

Yang Ju got straight to the point.

"Okay, then let's get straight to the point!"

Yang Zihuan took a deep breath and said seriously, "You and Brother Long should know Aunt's condition better than anyone else. If we can't come up with another 20,000 yuan, Aunt will just have to live until she dies."

"Wang Qian, who was praised to the skies by everyone, was actually a penniless pauper who looked glamorous on the surface but didn't have a single penny to his name."

"Oh, right, maybe he really is rich, but he just won't lend it to you."

"but……"

Yang Zihuan changed the subject, "If he won't lend it, we can help you find a way!"

At this point, she quickly gave Yang Chunlan, who was standing next to her, a meaningful look.

Yang Chunlan understood immediately. Although she felt reluctant, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree, "Xiao Huan is right. If we want to save Auntie, that's the only way."

"You mean you want me to marry that old man Jiang Zhenghua?" Yang Ju asked.

"Sister Xiaoju, I know you're definitely not willing to marry an old man, but things have come to this point, only you can save Auntie!"

Yang Zihuan continued to appeal to family ties, saying, "If you agree, with Jiang Zhenghua's wealth, giving you 20,000 to save your aunt is absolutely no problem."

She paused, then added, "Besides not liking Jiang Zhenghua as a person, what makes him better than anyone else?"

"Xiao Huan is right!"

Yang Chunlan added fuel to the fire, saying, "Apart from being a bit older, Jiang Zhenghua is much better off than many others. If you stay with him for another twenty years, when he dies, at least a portion of his estate will go to you."

“If you are ruthless enough, you can also take the inheritance from his son.”

"If you want to find a younger man, with all the money you have, you can have as many as you want. Why would you be afraid of not having a man?"

Just as the two were passionately trying to seduce Yang Ju, they didn't notice that a burly figure had quietly approached them from behind.

"Sister Xiaoju, it's not that we look down on you, but you didn't even graduate from elementary school. You have no education or skills. The fact that you can work at the shopping mall near our school is because we pulled some strings to find you a job!"

Yang Zihuan continued to coax her, "With your qualifications alone, even the rough men in our village might not look at you!"

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