Five Yuan was for clothes and herbal medicine.
Chiang Xiao didn't aim too high.
Compared to what Ding Daqiang's family had previously demanded–ten yards of fabric plus a basket of eggs and then thirty Yuan–Chiang Xiao was practically saintly, so much so it made one's heart ache.
Secretary Yao breathed a slight sigh of relief.
This child was sensible.
In fact, Ding Dani had only accidentally pushed someone into the creek, and if he really were to punish Ding Dani, Guiying would fight tooth and nail with him. Not to mention Ding Daqiang, who was not the type to be trifled with.
Moreover, if these two were locked up, what would happen to the younger Ding girls?
Dealing with this would spark a chain of issues. If things got out of hand, it would affect the peace and unity of Siyang Village, and this was what he didn't want to see.
Thankfully, Chiang Xiao was truly understanding and only asked for five Yuan and twelve eggs.
