"Don't talk to me about those. Beggars have snuck into your house and froze to death in the winter. Why didn't you want to exorcise those evil spirits? After the beggars froze to death, you lived there for several years. You all moved out after a new house was built; keep your word and lie about ghosts!"
Murong Lingran twitched the corners of her mouth when she heard the words. He looked a lot of age, but he was sensible.
Mrs Gao blushed suddenly. This place was too much. After all, it was from a village, so he didn't protect her and spoke for outsiders.
Seeing Mrs Gao motionless, he was righteous: "Azhe, it seems that I can't discipline people anymore; let's go to the government to solve it; I will testify for you!"
"Wait, my sister-in-law will pay back the money." Seeing that Li Zheng was pulling Murong Zhe away, Mrs Tian anxiously persuaded: "Sister-in-law, their evidence and witnesses are all there. You should pay them back, or the government will punish you and will suffer at least fifty big boards, and the rent is not enough for medicine, so don't be stubborn."
Mrs. Gao knew that Mrs. Tian was doing it for her own good, but she glared at her fiercely, took out a piece of silver from her pocket, and unceremoniously threw it on Murong Zhe.
When he tried to catch it, Murong Zhe's hand fell to the ground, landing at Murong Lingran's feet. Murong Lingran, whose head was dizzy again, didn't notice her father's strangeness. So she picked it up in a daze.
"Take it." After speaking, Mrs. Gao locked the door in front of everyone and left quickly. She didn't earn the money, but it made people talk about it, and it really pissed her off.
Tian Shi saw this, and it was not easy to stay, so she informed Li Zheng and left in shame.
As for the wages for taking care of Murong Lingran for the past two days, she was too embarrassed to ask for it.
After the others left, Li Zheng sighed and said, "Azhe, what are your plans now?"
Murong Zhe glanced at his daughter, who started to fall asleep again, shook his head and said, "Take one step at a time. Now that ARan is awake, the situation will never be worse than twenty days ago."
"Are you planning to leave Lihua Village?" Li Zheng could see the intention on his face.
"I have this idea." Since he is at odds with the villagers here, he wants to leave to avoid disturbances. The world is so big that there is always a place for them.
Li Zheng disagreed: "Azhe, after listening to Uncle Zhuang's advice, Uncle Zhuang probably understands your situation. Now that your daughter is still ill, it's not suitable for you to run around."
"As you mentioned earlier, she may need to take a lot of medicine to recuperate. Although we are financially struggling here, relying on Wuming Mountain, you are knowledgeable about medicine and familiar with various medicinal materials. This will also help you to save a significant amount of money."
"And you can get a lot of money for the medicine when you sell them. Even if you don't go out to work and have no fields, you won't starve to death. You should have felt it these days. Why not stay here?"
Murong Lingran, who was about to fall asleep, heard that he could save money. She looked at the mountains in the distance and said softly, "Dad, let's stay here."
"Aran likes it here?"
"Um."
Although their family is in despair now, with her here, she is confident that she will live a good life in the future. There are countless treasures in the mountains.
"Akuan, how about you?"
"I listened to my father and sister."
Murong Zhe pondered for a long time, then nodded helplessly: "Forget it, then stay."