Chapter 033: Kneel down and wipe my feet
Mrs. Qiao failed to get back the private money, but she was able to get Wen Yan to her side and torture her, which also allowed her to vent her anger.
As soon as Mrs. Qiao left, the other villagers who came to watch the fun also dispersed one after another.
However, several people from the Ying family stayed.
They looked at Ying Zhilin, then at the patriarch, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Wen Yan looked around and found that the people who stayed were those who had borrowed money from them when the family was divided.
With a little thought, I could guess what they were thinking.
They probably saw that I was spending money lavishly, and they were worried that they wouldn't be able to get the money back.
Wen Yan has money, so paying off the debt is nothing.
However, the time has not yet come.
If he repays the debt now, it will definitely arouse suspicion from the Ying family and even the whole village.
The image of "suffering a loss" that was created with great difficulty collapsed.
That will cause endless troubles.
I can only wait for a while and then give more interest to the tribe members.
Ying Zhilin and Wen Yan exchanged a reassuring look.
He said to everyone very politely, "Uncles, please rest assured. While I'm studying, I'm also doing copying work for the academy. The income is quite good. I will pay you back gradually."
No one expected that Ying Zhilin would talk about the debt collection matter so openly, and they were suddenly a little embarrassed.
Clan leader Ying was furious: "The Autumn Examination will be here in a few months. If you don't study hard, how can you spend your time making money?
Are you worried that you won't be able to pay back the money after you pass the imperial examination?"
The patriarch Ying was angry that he did not fight back.
He just felt his palms itching and wanted to hit Ying Zhilin on the head to wake him up.
Chief Ying's words were meant to persuade Ying Zhilin and also to wake up these tribesmen.
Don't be too short-sighted, you should know that Lin has a bright future.
Who would have thought that Yingzhi Lin seemed to have become stupid from reading so much?
Instead of agreeing with him, he made a promise to everyone: "It is only natural to repay debts. I will always remember that my uncles and aunts lent me money in my time of need. I will definitely repay the money before I take the Autumn Examination."
Delaying repayment for a while will avoid arousing suspicion.
Patriarch Ying rolled his eyes and almost collapsed in anger.
He quickly pulled Ying Zhilin behind him and glared at his clansmen angrily: "Why are you so anxious? When Zhilin passes the imperial examination, will you still be short of money? If he can't pay it back, I will pay it for him."
The grandson of Patriarch Ying's face suddenly froze.
That's more than fifty taels of silver, which is not enough even if you empty your family's savings.
He felt jealous because his grandfather treated Ying Zhilin, a junior, better than himself, his own grandson.
Ying Zhilin silently kept this favor in mind.
With the promises made and the clan leader acting as a guarantor, everyone was temporarily appeased.
After saying a few polite words, he left.
**
After Chief Ying left.
Ying Qizhen, who had been staying in the room, finally came out.
He pulled out a patched purse from his pocket and stuffed it into Ying Zhilin's hand: "Third brother, this is what I earned from copying books last month. Although it's only fifty cents, at least it can help me with the emergency."
Ying Qizheng said with guilt, "I only learned about the division of the family today when I returned home on vacation. Over the years, our family has relied on your inheritance to live comfortably, but grandma treats you like this..."
But he was also glad, "It's good that you can separate from the family. Grandma won't have a reason to exploit you in the future."
Ying Zhilin patted his shoulder and said, "From now on, you should be more careful and not be too honest."
Ying Qizheng was stunned for a moment, then he understood what he meant.
The old Ying family used to have subsidies from Ying Zhilin, so their appetites had long been pampered.
Not to mention how good life was, it was no problem to eat eggs once every three days and meat twice a month.
They are considered to be among the best in the village.
It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
They have been used to a good life, and they definitely can't stand having to eat coarse food suddenly.
Without Ying Zhilin as a blood bag, we can only find another one.
And he is the most suitable candidate.
Ying Qizhen smiled bitterly. He was born in the Ying family and couldn't escape it.
Ying Zhilin changed the subject and asked about his studies: "You have already passed the county exam and will take the prefectural exam in August. Don't let these trivial matters affect your mood.
If you study hard and get the title of scholar, Mrs. Qiao won't be too unreasonable.
Wutong Academy is currently doing a topic prediction exercise, and I copied a copy for your reference."
The two brothers went to the study after talking.
**
After dinner, Wen Yan took Hui Niang and Pei'er to Lao Ying's house.
Ying Zhilin was worried, so he wanted to use the excuse of helping Ying Qizhen with his tutoring to go to Old Ying's house with him.
But Wen Yan refused: "Don't worry, I can handle an old lady."
How could Ying Zhilin be at ease?
He knew all too well what Mrs. Qiao was doing.
After her father died, Mrs. Qiao ignored her mother's serious illness and insisted that her mother take care of her all night long.
During the day, Mrs. Qiao would gossip about her mother, saying that she was spoiled and not loyal to her as her mother-in-law.
Wen Yan is a delicate and precious person, how could she bear it?
After Wen Yan and the other two arrived at Lao Ying's house, Wen Yan handed Hui Niang a medicine bag.
Hui Niang took Pei'er to the kitchen and soon boiled a large bucket of hot water.
They carried the hot water into Mrs. Qiao's room.
Mrs. Qiao lay on the bed, looking at them sinisterly.
Later, she would let these two slaves lick her feet clean.
He also wanted Wen Yan to kneel on the ground and wash his feet.
"Old lady, this is a medicinal bath I prepared especially for you. Soaking your feet in it before bed will not only help your leg injury heal, but also allow you to sleep soundly until dawn."
"Then why don't you come and serve me." Mrs. Qiao put her feet on the edge of the kang. Her feet were black and there seemed to be chicken shit mixed in the mud.
Mrs. Qiao did it on purpose to disgust Wen Yan.
Wen Yan felt nauseous and urged, "Soak your feet while they're hot."
Hui Niang lifted up Mrs. Qiao's legs and pushed them into the water.
Mrs. Qiao was caught off guard and her feet slipped into the water in an instant.
"Ouch..." Mrs. Qiao screamed because of the burn. She wanted to pull her foot out, but Hui Niang held it back tightly.
"Old lady, don't move. This potion has the effect of strengthening the body and bones, so it must be soaked while hot. If you take your leg out now, the blow you just received will be in vain." Wen Yan said from the side.
How could Mrs. Qiao believe her?
He was so angry that he wanted to push Hui Niang away.
Pearl immediately stepped forward, put her arms around her and hugged her tightly.
Mrs. Qiao couldn't break free, but her feet quickly adapted to the temperature of the water, and a warmth spread from her feet to her body, making her feel warm.
It made her let out a comfortable sigh.
So comfortable!
Mrs. Qiao gradually stopped resisting and instead leaned back on the pillow to enjoy it.
Qiao Dashuang, who heard the noise and burst into the door, saw this scene and went out again with a puzzled look on his face.
Could it be that the scream I just heard was an illusion?
Wen Yan was not there for her to enjoy.
So I added half a pot of water into it.
The water temperature rose suddenly.
Mrs. Qiao screamed again because of the burn, but she endured it and did not withdraw her foot.
A hint of sarcasm flashed across Wen Yan's lips, and he glanced into the bucket.
The mud and chicken droppings on her feet all dissolved and floated on the water.
It was black and white and had a strange smell.
"Hah..." Wen Yan couldn't help but rushed out of the room.
After two quarters of an hour, the foot soak is over.
Mrs. Qiao immediately put on a grandmotherly demeanor and said, "Come over here and kneel down to wipe my feet!"
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