The old lady was furious. She really hated Xie Qiao to her core!
However, Xie Qiao seemed to not see that. She sat down with Xie Xi. She looked calm and amiable. Those who did not know would think that she was a quiet young lady who knew nothing.
"Second Brother, you're a wealthy man. As long as you give us a little, we will have enough to eat! We don't want much... How about... three thousand taels of silver? What do you think?" The old lady said.
She had already taken a step back.
The silver that her eldest son had sent back was more than that!
Xie Niushan frowned.
Not much? Oh, please!
He worked hard out there, but he had only earned 2,000 to 3,000 taels of silver. If he gave it away, what would his family eat in the future? If he had to rely on his children to support him, how would he have the right to say anything in the future?