By the rules.
Upon hearing this, Chiang Xiao immediately took the money without any hesitation, and counted it right there on the spot.
"This much?"
It was a total of eighty yuan!
The folks from Wan Niu were poor to begin with; why else would they always resort to stealing chickens and dogs? And even tried to rob their things.
Now they were actually able to come up with eighty yuan for her?
No wonder Chiang Xiao was so surprised.
Yao Cong said, "There were so many people involved, each of them could contribute a little, and it adds up. Wan Niu himself brought out twenty yuan, and there were Sun Laoliu and others, who used their home's grain as a substitute."
"Grain?"
"Yeah, my uncle thought it would be more appropriate to directly exchange the grain for money to give to you since the rice had not been hulled and your family doesn't have the manpower to deal with it. So he took the rice himself."
