Li Wangfu's brows furrowed as soon as he heard her. After taking a few strong sips from the teapot, he slowly said, "An Hao, although this incident happened in the brigade, it's your dad's fault. The ox was plowing the field just fine, but he, for no reason, kept complaining it was too slow and whipped it hard! As a result, he spooked the ox! Who do you think is to blame for this?"
An Hao realized from the tone of his speech that he didn't want to pay?
She had come over today without expecting Li Wangfu to pay up the entire sum, considering that the brigade didn't have much money either.
But if her family weren't in such hardship, she wouldn't have blocked his door to ask for the money.
"Uncle Li, why does what you just said sound so offensive to the ears? Are you suggesting that my dad deserved it?" An Ping couldn't hold back anymore and glared at Li Wangfu, ready to argue.
