When Ma Sanye returned to his senses, he hurriedly asked the neighborhood representatives to summon all the people who had loaned her money back then.
Soon, many villagers gathered at Ma Sanye's door. Some of them were those who had lent her money while others had just tagged along to get in on what was happening.
The entrance to Ma Sanye's home became very lively all of a sudden.
After everyone had received their money from Ma Sanye, a few of the neighbors were assigned to scoop and distribute the rice...
One person piped up curiously, "Eleventh Daughter, where did you run off to these few days? We haven't seen you around at all."
Qi Qingyao smiled mysteriously. "I spent this time making money, of course."
"What kind of business did you do to be able to earn 20 taels? You even managed to give us two hundred catties of rice. You'd also bought yourself such beautiful clothes, even some gold bracelets~"
"I just did some heroic work."