Mr. Jiang was momentarily stunned; the meaning in Mrs. Chen's words was clear—she was saying that it was under his instruction that she borrowed the silver.
This was certainly the truth.
Being spoken out so blatantly in front of everyone, he couldn't refuse, saying there was no money was even more implausible.
He pondered for a while and then said, "Then repay it. After dinner, get the silver from your mother."
Mrs. Chen was overjoyed; the old man was indeed reasonable.
Mrs. Zhou's face grew long and sullen; she hadn't expected that after her refusal, Mrs. Chen would still dare speak to the old man.
Jiang Rong suddenly muttered, "I remember when San Lang went to Prefecture City, mom gave him ten taels, then borrowed ten more, but he didn't even take the exam. How come so much silver was spent?"
Mrs. Chen's eyebrows shot up, about to speak when Yun Jiao slowly said, "Even without the exam, the transportation costs, lodging fees, and medicine for illness all need silver."
