The Wu Family's courtyard was filled to the brim with people.
Everyone was anxiously waiting for Wu Bao.
"We've been waiting for over an hour now. Normally at this hour, money would already be in our hands at the village committee. What's going on today?"
"Could it be Wu Bao has no connections and has legged it?"
"It's not like he can run away from the temple after running away from the monk. He didn't distribute the medicinal solution yesterday. If Wu Bao dares to leg it, we'll tear down his house."
Having heard his own father recount the events of yesterday, Wu Bao finally realized what the goods in question were.
He sat up with his body stiff and in pain.
Half-awake, he could hear the impatient clamor outside.
"What's all the noise about? These troublemakers, I help them make money and they want to tear my house down."
"Do you have the confidence to receive all these goods or not?"
Wu's father, seeing his son looking so befuddled, feared there might be a mishap.