Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 61: This money is a hot potato

Zhao Dequan seemed to feel that a mere verbal "entrustment" was insufficient. He made another move that left the entire Su family utterly dumbfounded.

He pulled a heavy cloth bundle from his bosom and, without any room for refusal, stuffed it into Su Shan's hands.

"Shanzi, I know. Going to town to study, expenses for food, clothing, daily necessities, writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones—which one isn't a cost? Your family's situation has just started to ease up a bit, and this is precisely the time you need money."

Su Shan was startled by the heavy, solid feel in his hand, trembling slightly. The contents of the cloth bundle clinked together, producing a clear, pleasant metallic sound.

"This... this is..."

Zhao Dequan pressed down on Su Shan's hand, which was trying to push the bundle back. His voice lowered, yet filled with an irresistible force.

"This is twenty taels of silver."

"You take it. Consider it as me, Old Zhao, no, consider it as the workshop's profits advanced to your family! For Xiao Ming's travel expenses!"

"Twenty taels!"

Mrs. Chen gasped sharply, the needlework in her hands falling to the ground.Wang Chuntao's eyes instantly widened into perfect circles.

Twenty taels of silver! For a farming family like the Su family, that was an unimaginable fortune! Even scrimping and saving for a lifetime, they might not necessarily save up that much!

Su Shan's hand jerked back as if scalded by a hot coal: "This won't do! Village Chief, sir, this absolutely won't do! It's too much! We cannot accept it!"

"Take it!" Zhao Dequan's grip tightened even more, his expression serious. "Shanzi, listen to me! This money isn't just for you, Su Shan! This is an investment in the future scholar of our Su Family Village!"

His voice suddenly rose, carrying the unique authority and persuasive power of a village chief.

"If Xiao Ming makes something of himself, if he passes the imperial examinations and earns a scholarly honor, that will be the face of our entire Su Family Village! The glory of our whole village! What does this bit of money count for?"

it today, you're looking down on me, Zhao Dequan! You're thinking our village's workshop can't even

Su Shan, pressing down on him until he could barely

a shrewd person like Zhao Dequan? He held that bag of silver, utterly at a loss, his face flushing red. He looked toward

money had to be accepted

and bowed

to his studies and will not fail to live

words were neither subservient nor arrogant. He accepted the money, clarified it as a "loan," and incidentally took on the responsibility of supervising Zhao

patted Su Ming's shoulder vigorously. "With your word, I am completely at ease! Alright, we won't delay you any longer. My son and I will head back first! Xiao Ming, come to my house and let me know

Rui, who still wore a face full of displeasure, and walked away with his hands clasped

remained, along with that heavy bag

she touched the cloth bundle. Tears streamed down her face again.

neck. "Xiao Ming! Did you hear that! Twenty taels! Now, forget about going to town, even going to the prefectural city, the

Shan

the courtyard and sat down. He

With a clinking sound.

emitting an alluring sheen, lay quietly on the coarse cloth,

ingot, held it in his palm, and

finally looked up at Su Ming, his voice hoarse as he asked, "Xiao Ming, tell your father the truth. This

warm current flowed through Su Ming's

father, though not eloquent, possessed the simplest survival wisdom.

bit hot to hold. But our

anymore. Mother and sister-in-law can add a new piece of clothing. My brothers can

silently. After a long time, he finally let out

away. Prepare Xiao Ming's... outfit for

...

lay

"Master."