"No, no, Uncle Zhong. Not what I meant…" Tang Zhinian hurriedly shook his hands and tried to explain, but he was tongue-tied and couldn't get the words out. "This is your money. How could I take it?"
Chen Zhong really wanted to throw a handful of medicinal herbs in Tang Zhinian's face.
How could someone be so thick?
"I've already said that I lent this money to Yuxin. How she wants to use it is her business," Just as Tang Zhinian was about to speak again, Chen Zhong had already started to become impatient. He took up a broom and started hitting Tang Zhinian, "Can't you see I'm busy? Have you no sense of propriety? You're so dim, how did you manage to have such a smart daughter?"
"Go, quick, don't disturb me while I'm drying herbs."
Chen Zhong did not hold back when hitting Tang Zhinian with the broom, and Tang Zhinian was promptly driven out.
With the two hundred yuan in his hand, he was torn between staying or leaving.
