After being exiled to Lingnan, Prime Minister Quan's family collapsed and his people were set u

Zhou Shiruo waved his hand, "Then do as you say. I will definitely not spend all the money at once."

She knows the importance of money. Without money, she can't do anything, even if she wants to buy her favorite snacks, she can't.

Zhou Shitang felt that the third brother was right, "Sister, when I get the dividends from the restaurant, I will pay you back."

Zhou Shiruo touched Zhou Shitang's head and raised the corner of his mouth, "There's no need to give it to me Tangtang. You cooperated with Wu Sanlang before and made a lot of money. Our whole family eats from you, so you don't have to be polite to me. I I can treat you to a lot of whatever you want in the future.”

Zhou Shitang smiled and nodded.

The three of them were walking through the lively streets, holding a bunch of candied haws in their hands and eating happily. Occasionally, children would run past them and chatter. They felt that such liveliness made people feel calmer, as if they could forget the past. Those were the hard days.

Zhou Shiye tucked a few paintings under his arm, rolled up a few paintings, and tied them up with rattan.

The cold weather made his fingers red. He put his hands in his pockets to keep warm. However, he was so excited that he jumped a few times while walking. The rolled-up painting suddenly fell to the ground and rolled forward.

Zhou Shizhi felt nervous and ran over quickly.

You can pick up the scroll right away.

A young man ran very fast, as if someone was chasing him from behind. He looked straight ahead, stepped on it, and flattened the rolled-up painting.

When he saw Zhou Shiye running straight towards him, he couldn't help shouting, "Don't blackmail me! Don't come over!"

He turned around and distanced himself from Zhou Shiye.

Zhou Shiye was furious when he saw his beloved painting being stepped on. The next moment he heard the man say that he was blackmailing him. He rushed forward and grabbed the man's clothes, his eyes were burning. "Stop! Where else are you going? You stepped on my painting, please pay me!"

The young man's eyes widened and he struggled hard to free his clothes, but he couldn't break free from Zhou Shiye's clutches and said coldly, "You said you weren't blackmailing me! Let go!"

Zhou Shitang stepped forward, picked up the scroll, brought it to the young man's eyes, and revealed the footprints, "Master, look, there are your footprints on them. My brother didn't blackmail you. We don't know if you stepped on them intentionally. We haven’t said you’re blackmailing us yet, but you’ve already taken the initiative.”

The young man He Yingheng did not expect that he would be caught. He looked down and saw the footprints on the painting. His anger was instantly extinguished. He said awkwardly: "I really didn't step on your painting on purpose. I just did." I really didn’t see it.”

"Okay, I'll compensate you." He hurriedly took out a money bag and threw it to Zhou Shiye, "I'll compensate you all the money in it, that should be enough, right? I still have something to do, so let go! "

Zhou Shiye naturally threw the money bag to Zhou Shitang, ignoring He Yingheng who was in a hurry.

Zhou Shitang opened it and saw a pile of silver inside. She took two taels of silver and threw the rest back to He Yingheng. "We won't take advantage of you. Since you didn't mean it, we'll take your two taels of silver."

Zhou Shiye released the man at the same time.

He Yingheng ran away.

However it was too late.

Several people dressed as guards caught up behind him and surrounded He Yingheng.

He Yingheng's face turned dark, and he couldn't help but glare coldly at the brat who blocked him, "It's all your fault!"