"Okay, then I'll go early and come back early, and then I'll go to the fields to help mother harvest."
I wouldn't help you collect it. The original owner has already paid off what he owed you.
When they arrived in town, Jiang Xiaoyu slipped into the space and changed his clothes.
He went to the pawnshop with a jade bracelet of inferior quality.
"Dead or alive?"
"Damn it."
There are still a lot of these things in the space, of course they are dead.
Finally, he left the pawnshop with ten taels of silver. Wow! He was really rich.
Look at the Chen family, they sold their daughter for five taels of silver.
He got ten taels for an inconspicuous little jade bracelet.
Ordinary people could not earn more than ten taels of silver a year, and two taels of silver were enough for them to live on for a year.
After all, apart from salt and occasional meat, all their food is grown in their own fields.
There were people coming and going at the dock, and Jiang Xiaoyu was waiting for Chen's father with a lunch box.
"Why are you here, Xiaoyu?"
"Oh! Mom is going to the fields to harvest beans, so she asked me to bring food to Dad."
Old Sun came over with a sullen look on his face.
"Brother Chen, this is your daughter. I really envy you. Not only do you have a son, but you also have such a filial daughter."
Father Chen was flattered by the praise.
“No, no.”
He was very proud in his heart. After all, his son and daughter were very filial. If his son had not insisted on marrying Wang Xiaocui, he would not have to come out to carry sacks at such an old age.
When Old Man Sun lowered his head to eat, Jiang Xiaoyu pretended to clean up the dishes and quickly inserted the silver needle between his fingers into Old Man Sun's neck.
You old pervert, if you dare to have any ideas about me, I will send you to hell.
Jiang Xiaoyu didn't leave in a hurry. He walked around the street, bought two meat buns, squatted not far from the dock, and watched what was happening there.
Old Sun was carrying a sack when he suddenly fell down with a bang and lay motionless.
"Old Sun, what's wrong with you?"
“Ah! I’m…out of breath…!”
An ordinary person with no power or influence can just die if he dies. Old Sun has no relatives at home, so the boss doesn't need to compensate him even if he dies.
It would be great if there was a kind person who dug a hole and buried him.
Jiang Xiaoyu finished the last bite of the bun and was in a good mood. He walked slowly towards the village.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com