In a small village in Qin City.
At this hour in the morning, it's usually when the villagers start getting up to cook, and the village is enveloped in curling cooking smoke.
But at this moment, a sudden scream pierced the air.
"Wang Cui Cui, you little brat." Wang Meili's voice rang out over the Wang Family Village, "I can't believe you hit me, give me back my money."
"Aunt, is it necessary to shout over this little bit of money?" Wang Cui Cui leaned against the doorframe, saying disdainfully, "With the way things are for you, eating at our home, sleeping at our home, can't I charge a bit of interest?"
"Last night your snoring almost drove me insane." Wang Cui Cui rubbed her ears, "Aren't you supposed to be rich? How come it's just this little bit?"
She'd gone through the trouble of carefully getting it from her, and it turned out to be only a few bucks.
Enough for this woman to hide it like some treasure.
