Zhao Chunhua had spent the last few days begging everyone she could think of, exhausting all of her kind words, and losing all of her dignity, but she hadn't managed to borrow a single cent.
On the contrary, she was scolded by her older sister, who accused her whole family of dragging the old Zhao Family down and even colluding with their parents to demand debts from her.
She was chased out before she could even sip some hot water.
As soon as she got back, she smelled the fragrant meat cooking at Widow Zhang's place and, overcome with hunger and exhaustion, couldn't hold back anymore and pushed Su Manchang away with force.
"Move, move, move, go to hell! Without a penny to our name, are we supposed to walk to Jiangcheng on our feet?"
"Isn't your mother the one who dotes on you the most? Think of a way to get those gold earrings from her!"
Su Manchang had not had a full meal in days and was so hungry he was seeing stars; pushed off-balance, his anger flared up too.
