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Chapter 217 Brother's Debt Repayed by Sister

"Oh!"

The gate to courtyard number 36 was forcibly pushed open from the outside.

Hearing the noise, Luo went outside and saw a large group of people.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?!"

"Old woman, who is that round-faced, round-headed child with the white prairie rat on his arm?"

"He's my eldest grandson! What's wrong with him?"

"Great! We've found the right people this time!"

"Old lady, stop talking and get the money ready! Your grandson instigated that prairie rat to bite off our young master's horse leg bone!"

"What? The king bit your horse? It, it definitely didn't do it on purpose!"

Luo still remembered the night the Tatars invaded, when her daughter-in-law left King Atu to protect them, she said that its fighting power was no weaker than her own.

Judging from the fact that all the servants were dressed in brocade, they didn't seem like they were deliberately trying to extort money from her family.

She was a little anxious, but said aloud:

"Let's put aside whether or not there's compensation. I need to wait for my eldest grandson to come back and ask him what happened. I can't just accept whatever you say, can I?"

Sensing the old woman's attempt to evade the issue, the baby-faced playboy's eyes flashed with a chilling ruthlessness:

"Dozens of eyes saw the whole scene of your prairie rat biting off my horse's leg bone, and then your grandson even used that prairie rat to scare me."

What kind of troublemakers haven't I seen in Huaiqing Prefecture over the years?

There's not that much time now to sit at home and wait for him to come back and question you.

"I won't cheat you. General Hei Kui of the Ang family is worth no less than three hundred taels of silver. You should pay Ang the silver first!"

"What? Three hundred taels of silver right off the bat! Why don't you just rob me?" Luo's blood boiled, and her voice involuntarily rose.

The baby-faced playboy, unwilling to lower himself to argue with an old woman, gave a wink to his eloquent followers.

The attendants immediately shouted:
"You old woman, you really don't know what's good for you! Do you know how good our young master's Black Kui General is? Let alone three hundred taels, even if your family spent a thousand or eight hundred taels these days, you still couldn't buy it on the market."

"That's right! Horses are no longer allowed to be bought and sold in mule and horse markets nationwide! General Blackie is the beloved horse that Young Master Angmen raised since it was a cub. If its leg bone is broken, it won't survive!"

"Pay up! Pay up! You never discipline your unfilial grandson properly; he's just a menace when he grows up! You old geezer, are you trying to renege on your debt? Let me tell you, there's no door, no window!"

Where did Luo get three hundred taels of silver?

Even if she did, she wouldn't just give it away without understanding the specific circumstances.

As a widow who raised her children alone, Ms. Luo was never one to back down.

He started arguing with his attendants after just a few words.

When things get heated, what good things can come of it?

When it comes to tantrums and public outbursts, the servants were no match for the old lady and were quickly defeated.

Unable to win through verbal abuse, these people resorted to physical violence.

Seeing that they were about to rush into the house, Mrs. Luo stepped forward to stop them:

"What? You're going to break into people's homes and rob them? This is a border town, you kids can't run wild here!"

It would have been better if she hadn't stopped her; once she started, things were fine.

Several strong guards grabbed her, pulled her, and pushed her until she was knocked to the ground.

The baby-faced playboy said viciously:
"You old bastard, how dare you call me a wild child! You dare to curse me? I'll show you what wildness is today!"

"Oh dear, someone's trying to murder me for money! Help! Someone's trying to murder me for money!" Luo's loud voice suddenly wailed.

This infuriated the baby-faced playboy's entourage and guards.

They were all servants born into wealthy families!
They actually accused them of murder for money!
This family of exiled prisoners, young and old, are all bad people!
Since the other party wants to renege on their debt.

They had no choice but to fend for themselves.

At this moment, they completely forgot that the Jade-Faced Rakshasa was a person living in courtyard number thirty-six.

Everyone was only thinking about what valuables they could get from this family as compensation. General Blackie's life was truly valuable!

Thinking this, a dozen or so people stepped forward and kicked open the door in the middle of the main room.

What valuable things could be in the house where Luo and She lived?

The two ordinary trunks were filled with tattered clothes.

After sifting through the pile, not a single piece of silver or even a string of copper coins could be found, let alone any loose silver.

Soon after, Zuo Cijian's door was also kicked open.

Seeing these people trying to enter her son and daughter-in-law's room, Luo desperately scrambled up from outside the door to stop them:

"You can't come in, you bandits! Get out of my house! Get out! Help! Someone come quick!"

Clearly, this is the old woman's home.

The baby-faced playboy waved his hand, and a dozen or so followers rushed into the left side room.

Once inside, there was a flurry of activity as they rummaged through drawers and cabinets.

The noise was so loud that even a deaf person could feel it.

Yuan Yuan, who was fast asleep, was finally woken up.

She's awake, but she hasn't had enough sleep yet.

With a hint of morning grumpiness, she started her daily fake crying act at the top of her lungs.

Babbling.

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

There is thunder but no rain.

All I wanted was a loud bang.

The main theme is seeking reassurance!

The attendants were all startled by the little baby screaming on the kang (a heated brick bed).

There are still living people in this house.

Upon reaching the kang (a heated brick bed), all the men were immediately captivated by the exquisitely beautiful baby.

"My goodness, she's so beautiful!"

"This little girl is sure to grow up to be a stunning beauty!"

"Wow, she... she actually has curly hair! Her eyes are so big, and her eyelashes are so curled and long!"

"Young master, what compensation money do we need? Let them just give us this baby as compensation."

"Hehehe, didn't the eldest young mistress give birth to three sons in a row and keep saying she wanted a little princess? Let's take this baby back to her. As long as the eldest young mistress is happy, the eldest young master definitely won't punish you!"

"She could also be a child bride."

When Mrs. Luo heard that someone was eyeing her precious granddaughter, she was so anxious that she almost cried.
"Is there no law anymore? How dare you snatch my child in broad daylight! You, you just wait, when my daughter-in-law comes back, she will definitely not let you get away with this!"

With her baby face and spoiled nature, she is most susceptible to being provoked.

His attendant's idea struck a chord with him.

I looked down at the kang (heated brick bed) again, at the curly-haired doll that had stopped faking its crying.

She seemed confused, wondering what these strangers were doing in her home.

Her big eyes blinked, and her eyelashes, like tiny fans, fluttered.

Angdi Niang is so cute that even tough guys would melt.

After his heart softened, the doll-faced playboy bent down and picked up the curly-haired doll.

He left only two words for Mr. Luo:

"You old fool, you've gotten off easy this time. Your granddaughter will have to pay for the trouble your grandson caused. That's what they call a sister paying for a brother's debt!"

Then, he led a group of people and sped away.
(End of this chapter)