Old Madam Lu held a chubby child in her arms with heartache. This child was the youngest son of Lu Xiao, the fourth son of the Lu family.
"Oh, my dear grandson is hungry. Grandma, please think of a solution. Think of a solution."
"Ms. Huang, take out some silver and buy some food. Everyone is hungry."
Huang Siyan, who was taking care of Lu Zhe, frowned irritably and replied in a muffled voice: "Mother-in-law, all the silver and jewelry have been searched away. I don't have any silver."
Madam Lu didn't give her any face at all and exposed her in public, "I saw you hiding the silver. We are all family, so we should support each other."
What else could Huang Siyan say? She just gritted her teeth and reluctantly took out twenty taels of silver.
The jailer also treats people differently. If there is silver, everything is easy to deal with. Twenty taels of silver can make a lot of money. If you don't make money when you have silver, you are a fool.
Of course, there is no big fish or meat, but there are steamed buns, meat dumplings, and lean meat noodles.
"Heavenly Blade slayer, what a ruthless person! He spent twenty taels of silver to buy a few steamed buns and two bowls of lean meat noodles. He's like a tiger in trouble being bullied by a dog."
Mrs. Lu distributed the steamed buns while she kept on cursing.
Su Sijin didn't even raise her eyes. After all, Lu Qiuling was just a little girl who had been spoiled since childhood. She stared at the Lu family members who were eating voraciously across from her and began to swallow her saliva.
Zheng Jie couldn't bear to watch, so she walked over to Old Madam Lu and pleaded softly, "Mother, please give me three steamed buns! Qiu Ling's teeth broke from eating those steamed buns, Chang Ji is too weak to eat steamed buns, and Chang Gong..."
Before Zheng Jie could even finish her words, Madam Lu hit her several times with her cane. "How dare you worry about me eating? My eldest son is dead, and this is how you treat me, the one who raised his children?"
"Where's your face? Where's your virtue? Where's your humility and obedience? They've all been thrown back to the Duke of Zheng's mansion."
Su Sijin closed her eyes and ignored it. She could help once, but did she have to help every time? Only when she could stand up on her own, she would not be bullied.
On the contrary, she was more curious whether she could be exiled as scheduled tomorrow.
Regarding the thefts from the national treasury and private treasury, she wanted to know: Would the emperor dare to report it? Would the ministers dare to report it?
It makes one look forward to the sun rising.
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