Return To The Past: I Won't Choose Humility This Time! Chapter 100 - Yun Qiao's Money

Chapter 100 Yun Qiao’s Money

Yun Xi sneered, “Where did you get the confidence to think that no man would be willing to marry me? Don’t forget, I’m already engaged to the Zhou family’s young master. The things that your family stole were all sent to us by them. People say that one should always be grateful but look at you instead. You have just stolen from us, and you don’t even want to admit it. Perhaps, are you and your son essentially thieves who don’t recognize their own kin?”

“Sister, the second aunt is an elder after all. You shouldn’t insult her like this.” Yun Lian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up and pretended to be a good person.

“Shut up. If your family doesn’t want compensation, then you can get lost now.” Yun Xi could not be bothered to put on an act with her at that moment.

“Mom…” Yun Lian wanted to find Liu Fang to defend herself.

“Don’t say anything. I’m still waiting for them to pay our family 60 cents. If there’s nothing to do with us, then shut your mouth.”

Liu Fang did not coddle her. Instead, she was like Yun Xi, making Yun Lian keep her mouth shut.

When Yun Lian saw this, she could only sit down indignantly.

“Mom, let’s admit our mistakes. It is Yun Zhu’s fault to begin with. Let’s pay back the money we owe. Which child hasn’t done something wrong before? As long as we pay them back, we have nothing to be afraid of.”

Yun Qiao stepped in and stopped Ma Yan from throwing a tantrum.

“You…” Ma Yan thought that she had raised this child for nothing. At the critical moment, he actually turned his back on them. If she could take out the thirteen yuan as easily as taking out a penny, she would never have to throw a tantrum here. She was already embarra.s.sed enough.

However, looking at Yun Qiao, Ma Yan had another idea.

“Child, your father and I don’t have much money. How can our family’s standard of living be compared to your uncle’s family? If we take out this money, we will really be in deep sh* t. Why don’t you take out the money you saved from working and help your brother pay off his debts?”

Ma Yan was really a ruthless person. In order not to touch her own savings, she even schemed against her own son.

“But this…” this was money for school.

Yun Qiao did not finish his sentence. In his heart, he still valued this family very much. Now that his brother was in trouble, it was more important to save his brother first.

As he spoke, Yun Qiao counted some small change in his wallet.

“Ma Yan!”

Yun Lin, who had been quiet all along, suddenly raised his voice.

“That’s the money that your child saved to go to school. You refused to help the child, and now you even want him to take out the money? No matter how difficult it is, we can still afford thirteen yuan! Why do you have to make things difficult for a child?”

As a father, Yun Lin had seen the way his son woke up early and slept late every day. In fact, he had wanted to help his child pay for the rest of the school fees this afternoon, but he had no control over the finances of the family. Yun Lin could only swallow his words and ignore the difficulties brought by real life.

“It’s okay, Dad. I can afford it, but school is…” at the end of his sentence, the man who was almost twenty years old choked on his words.

“You’re counting too slowly. Bring it here and I’ll count it for you.” Ma Yan s.n.a.t.c.hed Yun Qiao’s wallet over.

There was still some money in the wallet. As Yun Qiao looked at his hard-earned money, he wanted to delay time and deliberately counted the smaller change.

Yun Qiao watched as Ma Yan took the money and counted happily. He pursed his lips and said nothing. He just quietly turned his head away, trying hard not to let others see his eyes watering.

“Here, this is the 60 cents I owe your family.” Ma Yan handed the money to Liu Fang, who immediately took it. Since the money was already in her hands, there was no need for her family to stay any longer. She pulled Yun Lian along and walked out the door.

“Here, this is the money I owe your family.” Ma Yan handed a thick stack of notes to Yun Xi.

Yun Xi thought that Ma Yan would not have the audacity to play any tricks at the village head’s house, so she did not bother to calculate the money. Instead, she handed it over to Yun Yang and asked him to keep it well. Yun Xi still trusted her own younger brother.

Ma Yan did not return the remaining money to Yun Qiao. Instead, she stuffed the money into her pocket.

“Ma Yan, don’t go overboard. Return the rest of the money to the child,” Yun Lin reminded Ma Yan.