The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Yang Xiu-er, who was hiding in the crowd, saw the crowd hesitate and said, “If not, where did she get all that money? ”

As soon as she heard Yang Xiu-er say that, everyone's gaze was on her. When she saw this, Yang Xiu-er said proudly: "She borrowed fifty taels from Yang Le at random before. She was an orphan daughter, where did she get so much money? ”

A sentence of fifty taels shocked everyone. Everyone's realization was placed on Ning Mengyao, with obvious exploration in his eyes.

Without waiting for later Ning Mengyao to talk, Yang Lele hummed softly and said sarcastically: “Don't you have that skill and no one else? Yao Yao's embroiderer, you know that, right? ”

Yang Xiu-er's face turned white. She knew very well that Ning Mengyao's embroiderer was indeed very powerful, but this... Did she say that all her money came from selling embroidery products?

“Hmm, so what? How much for her embroidery?” Yang Xiu-er calmed himself down and said with disdain.

Yang Lele was anxious to say anything, but Ning Mengyao caught him. He looked at Yang Xiuer so faintly: “Anything else to insult me, say it once and save trouble. ”

“Ning Mengyao, don't be too arrogant.” What Yang Xiu-er hates most is that Ning Mengyao looked at her with those beautiful eyes, so indifferently, as if she was making a scene without reason.

Ning Mengyao glanced at her and said softly: “Am I arrogant? Because if I don't lend you money, you're going to ruin my reputation? I borrowed money from Joy because I believed her and because Uncle Yang really needed it, but why should I lend it to you? ”

When everyone heard the rumors, the gossip came from Yang Xiu-er? Or because Ning Mengyao wouldn't lend her money?

This... is too harsh, isn't it?

“I... I'm useful too, why can't you lend it to me?” Yang Xiu-er was a little panicked by the people's eyes, and when he spoke, his face turned pale.

Doesn't that mean she admitted that the rumors came out herself?

“Oh, you're useful, too? Build a house? A hundred taels? I'd like to ask you how big a house you want to build. Besides, I owe you a hundred taels of silver. Besides, you should lend me my money. ”

“What? Yang Xiu-er, you are so shameless.” Yang Lele looked at her in shock, with incredible eyes.

People also looked at Yang Xiu-er and saw her panicked expression. It was immediately understood that Ning Mengyao was telling the truth? How dare she say that.

The family, just use four or five taels a year for household use, but now she's talking a hundred taels, no wonder people don't want to lend it to her, why?

It's not like she has money to burn, but now she comes to tarnish her reputation without borrowing money.

Yang Zhu and the rest of the crowd were about to discuss it. She hurriedly said: "It seems that this is all a mistake. Xiu 'er, this is your fault. Even if Mengyao doesn't lend you money, you can't do that. If she is truthful, she can send you to Yimen. ”

As soon as Yang Xiu-er heard he was to be sent to Yamen, he panicked. He rushed to Ning Mengyao's side and begged him: “Mengyao, I know I was wrong, don't send me to Yamen, please. ”

Ning Mengyao dumped Yang Xiu-er and held her hand and said indifferently: “Don't go to my house again.” Whatever the look on someone else's face, just turn around and leave.

Yang Lele stared angrily at Yang Xiu-er and chased Ning Mengyao back.

After Ning Mengyao left, there were children who could read at Ning Mengyao's place, but they called the children back because of their short-sightedness... how good is this?

“Yang Xiu-er, where did you come from when you were a girl? He also taught you to embroider. How dare you tarnish people's reputation? It's just poisonous.” A lot of the people who called their children back because of these rumors looked at Yang Xiu with their teeth cut off.