Godly Farmer Doctor: Arrogant Husband, Can’t Afford to Offend!

He shouted to the old lady: "Call shut up, you, talk about it, how did you get rid of these thirty-two, what is the income in the field in a year, what is the expenditure of the family, how much can be spent in a year? Silver, how long have these silver coins been spent, and made it clear."

The white lady is in a hurry. Although she is a master, she can’t count the account. I only know that after every recycling, I will leave some food for the family to eat. The rest can sell two or three silver, deducting the expenses of the family. And the money for Xiaofeng’s study is almost nothing left, and where can I save any money.

In her little nephew, she spent most of her life, but she only took a few silvers. She was injured and injured Zhao Lan. She has already spent two or two of her money, and the money in her nephew has already bottomed out.

Liu’s seeing the old lady was too open-mouthed and couldn’t speak. Her heart was also anxious. She quickly pulled the sleeves of her husband and asked him to speak out.

After all, Bai Dazhu is a man, and he is the eldest son of the family. Although he is a little worried when he sees the official, he can’t see the old lady being forced to say anything, but he will only be a tortoise.

Bai Dazhu gently coughed and said to Meng Nan: "Adults, our thirty-two silvers are not smashed down in two days. It took more than ten years to make such savings. We are white. There are five acres of good land, two acres of sand, the annual grain to get rid of what they want to eat, can sell a few two silver, the family saves the use of food, it is difficult to take down these silver, this is intended to tell my eldest son Parental."

Meng Nan didn't move, but only whispered: "So, these thirty-two silvers, are you squatting one by one?"

Bai Dazhu quickly nodded: "Exactly."

"The thirty-two silver of your family, is it a silver ticket, or a broken silver? Or a silver spindle?"

When Bai Dazhu glanced, why didn’t he think that this Meng Daren would have this question, what should he say? Bai Dazhu was busy looking at the old lady and asking her for help.

At this time, the old lady has already set her mind. Knowing this lie must go round. Otherwise, it is not something that can be mistaken.

Bai Laotai answered: "Everything, there are also broken silver, and there are silver spindles. How many of them are there, I am so confused, I haven’t counted them."

The villagers who were outside the hospital heard these words and shook their heads. Some people lowered their arguments.

"This old woman is really shameless. This kind of words can also be said to be exported. As far as her love for money is like her life, the money she has left must not be counted every day. Will she know how many silver spindles are there?"

Meng Nan turned to look at Bai Yu and asked, "What about you? Probably prove the way of the thirty-two silver?"

Bai Yan smiled and said: "Of course, this money is Hu Bo, Hu Bo can naturally prove."

They had a good word last night, naturally knowing what to say in front of the official today, what should not be said.

Hu Bo stepped forward and headed toward Meng Nan: "Adults, they don't care, the villain is poor, and they haven't saved money before, but not long ago, the villain's son, Hu Feng, was lucky enough to dig a hunt in the mountains. Ginseng, the old man will ginseng to the road doctor in the village, ask him to help sell some money to supplement the family."

Meng Nan raised his eyebrows, "Oh? How much did you sell?"

Hu Bodao: "A total of two hundred and two silvers were sold. This is a road doctor can testify."

Two hundred and two silver? A ginseng sold two hundred and two silver?