As soon as Wang Lizheng reported the number, Old Yu immediately had second thoughts.
"No way, thirty-one taels is too little. Both me and Changhe's mother are not in good health. Thirty-one taels wouldn't even cover the medical expenses. At least one hundred taels is needed."
They donated fifty taels to the village, surely they can come up with a hundred. Old Yu upped the ante.
Madam Sun sneered, "If it's too little, then you won't get a single coin. I don't care for that breakup letter anyway. I'm not giving you a single penny. Sue me all you want!"
Old Madam Yu stepped forward and tugged at Old Yu, whispering, "I just heard that Sun Fengshou sold all his land. They're planning to move away. If we don't get the money now, we'll never catch even a glimpse of them again."
Old Yu shrugged off Old Madam Yu, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"
