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

"Do you need any more evidence? She agreed to this herself." Sun Zhang realized something was wrong and looked at Song Huiling in disbelief with her eyes wide open. "You guys are not trying to evade the debt, are you?"

Song Huiling chuckled and said, "It's not like I'm going to default on my debt. My mother and I are both decent people and we won't do such unscrupulous things. Today, I just want to settle the debt with Aunt Zhang."

Song Huiling helped Yang sit on a stool, then went into the east room, squatted in front of the moldy low carved cabinet, pulled out the drawer, and took out a few eight-line papers, a wolf-hair brush, a small piece of ink, and an inkstone from a pile of yellowed military books.

Fortunately, He Zhan was literate and had writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone at home, otherwise she would not know where to find these things.

She took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and walked back to the courtyard. She took some clean water to grind the ink, picked up the pen and wrote two receipts on the eight-line paper. Then she picked it up and shook it to let the ink dry in the wind.

Sun Zhang was being pressed down on a stone bench. She was illiterate and had no idea what Song Huiling was writing, but she felt vaguely uneasy: "What are you doing?"

Song Huiling picked up one of the eight-line papers, glanced at Sun Zhang, then cleared his throat and began to read solemnly: "Receipt, I have received ten taels of silver owed by He Yang from Yuntun Village, Qingyuan County, Qianzhong Military Region. From now on, the debt with her is settled. This is hereby written. Cashier: Sun Zhang from Yuntun Village, Qingyuan County, Qianzhong Military Region, Witness: Grandma Wu from Yuntun Village, Qingyuan County, Qianzhong Military Region. February 23, the 20th year of Chengle."

After Song Huiling finished reading, she took the eight-line paper and handed it to Sun Zhang with a smile: "Aunt Zhang, this receipt is in duplicate. Please take a look and see if there is anything wrong with it. If not, we will sign it and the debt between you and my mother will be settled."

Sun Zhang spat, and Song Huiling quickly turned his head away.

"Don't even think about it. Your mother clearly owes me two hundred taels. I will never sign this pledge. I am not afraid of you anymore. If you have the guts, kill me. My son will not let you go!" Sun Zhang said excitedly, and she really seemed to be determined to fight to the death.

Song Huiling raised his eyebrow slightly: "You said my mother owed you two hundred taels of silver, did you leave any written receipt?"

Sun Zhang was choked and speechless. She had never thought of signing a written agreement at that time. With Yang's personality that could be manipulated by anyone, she had the final say.

Song Huiling spread his hands and sighed helplessly: "Since there is no written receipt, this matter cannot be counted. However, we are honest people. If we owe you ten taels, we will naturally return you ten taels. Don't you think this makes sense?"

Song Huiling smiled sweetly and sincerely, but Sun Zhang wanted to tear this fake innocent face apart: "You are talking nonsense! Where is the ten taels of silver you returned to me? I haven't seen a single cent!"

"You sold my mother's silver comb and got three taels of silver in exchange. Then we only owe you seven taels. We will send the seven taels of silver to your door when we have enough." Song Huiling put both receipts in front of Sun Zhang and said in a flat voice, "Sign it."

"Don't even think about it. I can't paint!" Sun Zhang struggled hard and almost broke free from A'mo's restraints.

"It's not up to you." Song Huiling smiled and said to Ah Mo, "Ah Mo, help Aunt Zhang and cut a cut on her right thumb. Be gentle and don't hurt her."

"No, no, you bastard, don't touch me!" Sun Zhang struggled with all her might.

But Ah Mo's movements were swift. In the blink of an eye, he used the scimitar to cut a small cut on Sun Zhang's thumb. When blood came out, Sun Zhang actually began to roll her eyes and shook her head as she threatened Song Huiling: "If you offend the Sun family, you're done..."

Before he could finish his words, he fainted. A'mo held him and grabbed Sun Zhang's scratched and bleeding fingers. Following Song Huiling's instructions, he pressed his handprints on two pieces of eight-line paper.

Song Huiling looked at the unconscious Sun Zhang and said indifferently, "It's not like the He family just offended the Sun family now. There's not much difference between offending them once and offending them several times."

She put away the eight lines of paper and looked up at Ah Mo: "Ah Mo, I have to trouble you to ask Granny Wu next door to come over."

In Dayan, whether it is a receipt or an IOU, there must be a witness. It is not enough for only Sun Zhang to sign.

A'mo let go, allowing the unconscious Sun Zhang to lie on the stone bench with her hands hanging down, and then walked out of the yard.

Yang just sat on a mat in the yard without saying a word. She looked like she had lost her soul. Even though there was such a big commotion here, she never raised her head once.

Song Huiling sighed. The relationship between Yang and He Zhan's father was deeper than she had imagined.

He said he was going to invite her, but A'mo actually dragged Grandma Wu into the courtyard.

Song Huiling was glad that no one was at Grandma Wu's house today, otherwise things would not have gone so smoothly.

Grandma Wu was eavesdropping in her own yard when suddenly someone broke in and took her away without saying a word. When she entered the He family and saw Sun Zhang who had fainted, she was even more frightened.

"What did you do to Aunt Zhang?" Grandma Wu had a sad face and was almost crying.

"Don't be afraid, grandma. Aunt Zhang just made a big fuss just now. She's tired now and is resting." Song Huiling said seriously, but Grandma Wu had an expression that said "I don't believe you".

"It's like this. My mother owed Aunt Zhang ten taels of silver. She has just paid it off. Aunt Zhang signed on the receipt. Now we need a witness to sign. I need your help." Song Huiling stood in front of Grandma Wu with an eight-line paper and said with a smile in his eyes, "Grandma, the blood on Aunt Zhang's finger has not completely dried yet. You can just dip some and make a seal on your finger. This will save me from cutting your hand again."

Ah Mo's scimitar was already pointed at Granny Wu's back. Granny Wu had no idea what was written on the scrap of paper Song Huiling was holding. She just frowned and said, "I'll draw! Can't I draw it?"

"Aunt Zhang, I'm sorry. I was forced to do it." Grandma Wu bent down and picked up Sun Zhang's cut finger with a helpless look on her face. There was half-dried blood on the wound. She pinched it with her left thumb and index finger and squeezed it hard. After the blood seeped out, she stretched out the tip of her right thumb and smeared it with the blood. According to Song Huiling's instructions, she pressed her handprint on the two eight-line papers.

After finally pressing the fingerprints, Song Huiling threatened her: "Grandma, you know, our He family has always been kind to others and hopes that our neighbors will be well. But if the He family is not well, we can't hope that our neighbors will be well. What happened today..."

Before Song Huiling finished speaking, Granny Wu raised her hand to interrupt her: "Stop talking. Can't I just pretend I don't know anything about what happened at the He family today?"

Grandma Wu was so angry that her teeth were itching. She originally thought that the daughter-in-law that Yang got back was just a useless sickly person, but who knew that she was actually a lunatic who would bite people!