He was so narrow-minded, no bigger than the point of a needle.
Yuan Wu, who had miscalculated: "..."
She was just a village girl, so it was one thing that she was bold—but how could her heart be so hard?
Seeing him standing there in a daze, Su Qiao impatiently urged them to leave. "Hurry back and report! Standing around here is frightening. Can't you see how badly you've scared my family?"
By the looks of it, quite a few people had already gathered outside the Old Su Family's courtyard, right?
This would only make the Old Su Family even more conspicuous.
"Miss Su, until we meet again."
Seeing that she wasn't merely being polite and truly didn't want the money, Yuan Wu had no choice but to signal his two subordinates to pick it up again before bidding Su Qiao farewell.
The old man led his family in carefully escorting the three of them to the gate.
As the three of them left the courtyard, the villagers who had gathered to watch scattered in an uproar and hurried home.
Zhou Lihua didn't follow them. Instead, she quietly hid in the room.
After they left, she wished she could strangle her foolish daughter.
"My heavens, that was so much silver! How long could we have lived off it? And you just pushed it away like that. You..."
Thinking about all that bright silver vanishing just like that, Zhou Lihua's chest ached.
"You wasteful little girl! If you don't want it, you could've given it to your mother!
"Your mother can't get enough to eat every day, and I can't even keep warm. Do you know how many years I've been wearing this padded jacket..."
"All right, stop wailing."
Su Qiao's head hurt from her mother's noise.
"What do you mean,