He walked up to Su Jiaoniang's stall with a smile and greeted her, "Third Aunt, I brought some classmates here to eat shaved ice, you must give me a lot."

Hearing Lu Daishu's voice, Su Jiaoniang frowned. She couldn't stand this ingrate who liked to take advantage of others. Giving him more? Dream on! She wouldn't even feed a dog to such an ingrate.

"Who's your third aunt? You're such a bookish fool, you're just trying to take advantage of others." Su Jiaoniang said, passing Lu Daishu to hand the shaved ice in her hand to the person behind her.

Lu Daishu, who wanted to continue eating for free, looked displeased, especially when several classmates followed behind him. They asked with smiles, "Daishu, what's wrong? Isn't that your third aunt? Why don't you two get along? She doesn't even recognize you!"

"It's just a misunderstanding." Lu Daishu shook his sleeves and walked towards the academy, with bursts of laughter coming from behind him.

After selling her shaved ice, Su Jiaoniang packed up and left. She had originally planned to send her son to study here, since the county school was the best academy in Lucheng. However, with a fool like Lu Daishan here, Su Jiaoniang felt that she should be more careful in choosing a school. She walked towards the dock to check on Xiaoya and Gouhua.

Halfway there, a familiar face grabbed her sleeve and shouted, "Sister Su, something terrible has happened! Your son is about to be sold by your mother-in-law! You'd better go back right now!"

Su Jiaoniang was stunned and stared at the person in front of her. Her memory told her that this was someone from the same village, but they didn't usually have any contact.

However, the man's expression didn't seem fake. Su Jiaoniang shoved the basket she was carrying onto the man and ran towards the village.

The gate to their small courtyard was smashed open, the yard was in a mess, papers were scattered on the ground inside the house, and dirty footprints were imprinted on the papers.

The children in the courtyard had disappeared. Futu was not there, nor was Changsheng. Su Jiaoniang ran towards the Lu family's old house, and could hear laughter coming from inside.

Old Zhu smiled, holding a money bag in her hand, not at all like someone who was sick. Zhu stood behind Old Zhu, her narrow eyes slightly swollen. She said, "Those mountain people are really rich. They are willing to spend 10 taels of silver to exchange for a son. Our Daishu's money for his study trip next month can finally be solved. I wonder how many of those mountain people are short of sons. Su Shi, that jinx, is still young and can have children."