Zhao Erya sat on the doorstep, her hands on her cheeks, her face showing a sadness that was inconsistent with her age.
Bang!
Su Luo came back from the old village chief's house. When she walked over to Zhao Erya, she saw the girl's sad face and couldn't help but pat her on the head: "Instead of practicing shooting properly, why are you sitting here wasting time?"
"Sister Yun?"
Seeing Su Luo, Zhao Erya suddenly stood up from the ground with a cry of surprise, "Sister Yun, you are back?"
Su Luo sat down beside her and stuffed a chicken drumstick she had bought on the way into her hand. "Yeah, what's wrong? Why are you so sad?"
Zhao Erya was holding a chicken leg in her hand, but her attention was not on it.
You know, this girl loves eating meat the most. The first time she ate the meat buns from Luo’s Bun Shop, she almost cried.
"Sister Yun... can you... can you lend me some money?" Zhao Erya was very embarrassed. "It's not a small amount of money, it's a very large sum of money..."
"Save your father?" Su Luo asked casually.
"Hmm..." Erya took a deep breath, "Sister Yun, Doctor Xue in town said that my father's illness requires a large sum of money to treat, at least... two hundred taels."
"We can't even afford one tael of silver, let alone two hundred taels... But if he can't be cured, my father will die. Sister Yun..." Erya shed tears, "Even though he's not smart, can't make money, and used to be very filial, but... I only have this one father, wuwuwu——"
"Sister Yun, I won't make money from you for nothing. I'll sell myself to you and be your little maid, okay?"
Su Luo looked at her unhappily: "You only know how to sell yourself out. Have you forgotten your own skills?"
"Hunting? But...right now I can only hunt little white rabbits."
Su Luo: "So, tomorrow you go up the mountain and behave yourself for me, okay? If you can gather enough prey worth two hundred silver coins, I will treat your father."
"Wow, really? Sister Yun, I..."
Su Luo: "Go and get ready."
Zhao Erya wiped away her tears and said, "Okay, okay, even if I die tomorrow, I will still hunt more!"
The old house of the Zhao family.
As usual, all the members of the Zhao family gathered at an old wooden table. Wang looked at the bowl of pickles in the middle of the table, then at the black porridge in front of her, her face looking very bad.
With a click, she put down the dishes.
Just as Old Lady Zhao was about to explode in anger and curse, Wang Shi started first: "Second House is... eating meat now, right?"
Old Mrs. Zhao sneered, "They can't even afford black porridge, so where does the meat come from?"
Wang looked at Old Lady Zhao and said, "Mother, haven't you heard? Miss Yun is back. She's riding in Xu San's ox cart today, and the whole cart is being taken to the second house!"
"What?!"
Old Mrs. Zhao exclaimed, then immediately denied it: "Impossible! Didn't that greedy little girl already sever ties with our Zhao family? How could she possibly come back? And bring a cart full of stuff? You're dreaming!"
"Mother..." Zhao Da laughed bitterly, "This is true. Miss Yun really did go to the second brother's house, and she brought a lot of things with her. There were whole pigs, and piles of cotton-padded clothes and quilts. They were all new cotton, so soft!"
Wang nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, not only did she have food and drink, but she also had clothes and supplies—plenty! And she even gave candy to the villagers! How generous!"
Old Mrs. Zhao frowned: "Is this true?"
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