After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

Song Huiling stepped forward, grabbed Yang's hand, held it in his palm, patted the back of her hand gently, and whispered, "Mother, what's going on? My medicine money for three months is only 180 taels. How can anyone believe you saying you owe 200 taels?"

Yang touched his lips lightly, then pursed her lips as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

Sun Zhang laughed at the side, her voice sounding a little mean. Song Huiling looked up and saw her slightly raised chin, with an arrogant look and a scornful smile on her lips: "See, your mother has admitted it, and I didn't say that."

Sun Zhang continued complacently, "It was all for the sake of curing your sickly child. Your mother came to my house to borrow money, saying that she was still short of ten taels of silver. It was painful for us, a small family, to pay ten taels of silver. I refused, so she knelt down and begged me to lend her the money. I said that as long as she could pay me back two hundred taels of silver on time in a month, I would lend her the money, and she agreed."

Borrowing ten taels and returning two hundred taels, this sounded too ridiculous. Yang lowered her head, not knowing what to say. She was really at her wit's end.

At the beginning, she spent money to help her son find a wife. The man in charge of the army clearly told her that the wife she found for He Zhan would be slim and healthy with a pretty appearance. However, who knew that the person she brought home was a dying person who was only half alive.

I asked a doctor, who said that if I took the best medicinal herbs for three consecutive days, my life would be saved, and then if I took medicinal herbs with ginseng for a few months, I would be almost recovered.

But the medicinal materials for those three days were unreasonably expensive, costing ten taels a day, and thirty taels for three days. She sold all she could, and even with all the military pay that He Zhan gave her, she still needed ten taels.

She didn't dare let He Zhan know about this, so she had to find a way to borrow money. The Sun family was the richest family in the entire Yuntun Village, so she was forced to go to their house. When she borrowed the money, she didn't think about the future at all, she just wanted to save the person at all costs.

"Aunt Zhang, can you wait a few more days and talk about it when the deadline comes? Isn't my silver comb also mortgaged to you?" Yang said this without feeling justified or confident.

Sun Zhang sneered, "That won't work. It was agreed that the silver comb was to be exchanged for the rooster. Besides, I sold your silver comb a long time ago, and I only got three taels of silver in return. It's still far from enough!"

"What?" Yang looked at Sun Zhang, her eyes wide open, almost tearing, "Didn't you agree to give me the silver comb after I pay you back?"

Sun Zhang raised her eyes, as if she had heard something funny: "Since the things are all given to me, it is natural for me to make the decision. Besides, it is you who owes the debt, so it is not your turn to have the final say."

A heart-wrenching cry rang out. Before Song Huiling could react, Yang suddenly rushed out screaming. Like an angry beast, she threw Sun Zhang to the ground, rode on her, grabbed her clothes and screamed: "That was made for me by Brother He himself. This is the only thing I want. Why did you sell it without my consent?"

"I'll just sell it, why do I need your consent?" Sun Zhang stretched out her hand and pushed Yang to the ground, saying viciously, "Bah! I should have been the one to marry He Tao. If you, a shameless vixen, hadn't seduced him, how could this silver comb have ended up in your hands? It should have belonged to me!"

Song Huiling blinked rapidly several times. She didn't expect that she could still eat the melon even in this situation.

Worried that Yang couldn't defeat Sun Zhang, she quickly asked Ah Mo to pull them apart. But as soon as Ah Mo took a step, Yang pushed Sun Zhang to the ground again: "Brother He and I are in love with each other, and there is no engagement between you two. It's just that you like Brother He unilaterally. What right do you have to slander me!"

"It was you who seduced him!" Sun Zhang struggled and reached out to scratch Yang.

Yang slapped it away, grabbed Sun Zhang's neck tightly, and said with gritted teeth, "If you don't find the silver comb for me today, I will kill you!"

Song Huiling couldn't help but sigh, when Baozi was provoked, his fighting power would explode.

Yang was obviously not as big as Sun Zhang, but she was able to suppress Sun Zhang so that she could not move. Sun Zhang rolled her eyes and began to lose her ability to move.

Song Huiling quickly asked A'mo to go forward and pull the person away, but this time it was Yang who was pulled away.

Yang was pulled away by A'mo, and she sat on the ground and started to cry loudly. Song Huiling hurried forward to comfort her: "Mom, don't cry, the silver comb has been sold, we can find a way to save money to buy it back."

Only then did Yang slowly stop crying.

Sun Zhang sat on the ground, her hair and clothes were messy. As she sorted out her clothes, she said unhappily, "Bah, forget it. The silver comb might have been melted down. If I can't get it, you can't get it either!"

Yang's eyes were glaringly engulfed, and she was filled with murderous intent.

Song Huiling glanced at Sun Zhang and said in a low voice, "If you don't want to die, shut up!"

In Yang's current condition, she might really kill someone!

Sun Zhang shrank back like a quail. She had made a mistake today. If she had known earlier, she should not have come to the He family alone.

She stood up from the ground and backed away while threatening: "I sold the silver comb to a traveling merchant. He may have already left Qingyuan County. You will never get the silver comb back in your lifetime!"

Before Sun Zhang ran out of the courtyard, Song Huiling shouted to A'mo: "A'mo, catch her!"

Sun Zhang was feeling very proud when she was suddenly grabbed by A'mo like a chicken. She lost all her spirit instantly. When she saw Song Huiling closing the gate, her legs trembled and she almost peed her pants with fright.

"Grandma Wu, someone is going to kill someone, help, help quickly!" Sun Zhang shouted for help, but there was no response from next door.

At the same time, Grandma Wu was lying on the wall of her own yard, eavesdropping on the noise next door, her brows furrowed and her facial features twisted.

He muttered to himself: Aunt Zhang, wait another half an hour. If you haven't come out of the He family, I will run a report for you. You'd better wish you good luck!

Sun Zhang was lifted into the air by Ah Mo, her arms and legs thrashing about, her tone fierce and cowardly: "I tell you, my son is the general flag, if anything happens to me, you won't survive!"

Yang's eyes were red and she bit her lips tightly. She looked like she was going to kill someone. Song Huiling raised his hand to block her and steady her. He asked Sun Zhang, "What does that peddler do for a living? Do you know if he will return to Qingyuan County in the future?"

Ah Mo took out his scimitar and waved it in front of Sun Zhang. She wanted to continue to say something hurtful to Yang, but this time she had to answer obediently: "I only know that he makes a living in the tea business. As for whether he will return to Qingyuan County in the future, how do I know?"

Yang's face was ashen and her whole body went limp.

Song Huiling squatted down and gently held Yang in his arms, then gave a wink to A'mo, who immediately pinned the man to the ground by his arms.

Song Huiling stared at Sun Zhang who was struggling on the ground and asked, "You said my mother owed you two hundred taels of silver. Do you have any evidence?"