Everyone turned their gaze to Lin Qiao, signaling her to continue speaking. Lin Qiao looked at Song Ming, "Third Uncle, what do you think? Rest assured, we won't ask you for any silver."
It was said in the village that Song San's family got quite a bit of silver. Now looking at Song Ming, it seems unlikely they can come up with it.
Otherwise, why would they think of relying on the two elders again?
She wasn't being kind-hearted. Given Song San and his wife's ways, life would likely get worse and worse, and they would eventually reap what they sowed.
Currently, the main thing is to separate the two elders from Song San's family; otherwise, if their days get better in the future, Song San's family might have crooked thoughts again.
To others, Lin Qiao seemed too kind-hearted and too compromising. Song An pursed his lips firmly and said, "No, the third brother must return five taels for our parents' use."
"I won't give it; I'll give you the papers."
