"You—"
Liu Baixiao was infuriated by Lin Caisang's attitude and was about to blurt out curses when he remembered the purpose of his visit and checked himself in time.
"Father, Mother, look at this situation..."
"We're poor and nothing like the wealthy Liu Family. We really can't help out with this." Lin Laogeng glanced at Lu Qiubo, and under her nodding encouragement, he addressed Liu Baixiao in a tone laced with faint resentment.
Only when in need does he remember to visit. Where on earth is he when things are well?
Such a son is more of a burden than a blessing!
"I'm aware of our poverty… didn't Rumei ask me to bring fifty taels of silver to show respect to the two elders? Here, the money is right here." Liu Baixiao promptly took out the money bag from his bosom and offered it to Lin Laogeng.
This action had everyone in the hall exchanging confused glances.
The sun must surely be rising in the west! Liu Rumei giving them money to spend, and at such a critical time?