Chapter 860: Scumbag Brother and Deadbeat Dad, Get Lost (6)

Chapter 860: Chapter 860: Scumbag Brother and Deadbeat Dad, Get Lost (6)

Meng Wengan clutched his head and rolled on the ground, crying out in pain. This time, Meng Chongxi hit him several times, and he waited for Mrs. Zhang and Xu Yunniang to intervene, so he could have a way out.

He realized after quite some time that no one at home came to stop him.

Both Mrs. Zhang and Xu Yunniang wore expressions of gray.

Two hundred taels, how much embroidery work would they need to do to earn two hundred taels?

Meng Wengan losing so much money put the family in dire straits, isn’t it justified for him to be beaten?

They even knew in their hearts that the family would still have to cover for him, and even though Meng Wengan made such a big mistake, he still lived the best life.

With no one coming to intervene, Meng Chongxi could only stop himself, sitting on a stool, frowning: "How did you get involved with this, is this something you should touch?"

"Father, I was really wrong. In the future, I won’t hang out with those people. I’ll study diligently in the school and strive to earn a title early to honor you."

Meng Wengan’s words finally brought some comfort to Meng Chongxi, but thinking of the two hundred taels made his brow furrow deeply.

He looked at Mrs. Zhang, Xu Yunniang, and Qiann Yan, saying, "This issue still needs to be resolved. Let’s try to gather some money first. We can’t really let Wengan have his fingers chopped off, can we?"

"All the family’s money has gone to his schooling. Two hundred taels, even if it cost me my life, I couldn’t come up with it," Mrs. Zhang said, her eyes red as she wiped her tears. "So, tell us, where could we possibly get that much money?"

Xu Yunniang bit her lip, her eyes equally red. Twenty taels could still be scraped together through gritted teeth, and there was hope even if she worked day and night doing embroidery.

Two hundred taels was truly out of reach.

"Then we’ll just have to try to gather it," Meng Chongxi also knew it wouldn’t be easy to scrape together such a large sum of money, "at least there’s ten days’ time."

The already meager meal was eaten without any appetite by the family, except for Qiann Yan.

As time passed little by little, Meng Wengan behaved quite obediently these few days.

Knowing he was in trouble, he didn’t go anywhere and was very respectful to the family, without the previous air of superiority.

Mrs. Zhang and Xu Yunniang hurried to do embroidery work. Mrs. Zhang even tried to persuade Xu Yunniang to stop, as she was pregnant, and doing too much could really harm her eyesight. Xu Yunniang just wiped the tears from her eyes, shaking her head. At this point, could she really stop?

"This family has wronged you," Mrs. Zhang said, hugging Xu Yunniang as she cried.

Qiann Yan went to another place to do embroidery, but was actually practicing martial arts quietly. Although she didn’t need to, given her innate divine power, she could handle those people well enough. However, just in case and to avoid needing soul power, she chose to practice.

Pay back Meng Wengan’s debt?

That was impossible.

If he lost the money and was to have his finger chopped off, then so be it. It was better than having the women in the family go blind from work or selling his sister.

As the deadline given by the gambling house boss approached, only two days were left, and Meng Chongxi managed to gather just thirty taels. Gathering these thirty taels came from the hard work of the women in the family, as well as him shamelessly borrowing.

The gap to two hundred taels was too wide. Looking at Meng Wengan’s pitiful state, he was worried. If his only son had his fingers chopped off, he wouldn’t be able to pursue officialdom anymore.

Late at night, Meng Chongxi couldn’t sleep and was outside cooling off.

Meng Wengan couldn’t sleep either, so the father and son sat together.

"Dad, how much have we gathered?"

Meng Chongxi sighed, "Thirty taels, still far off. How did you get involved with this? If we can’t gather the money, what are we going to do?"