"Don't give money again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu demolished your house! The old debt of more than ten years has dragged on until now, don't think that Song Laosan will not have to pay it back if he dies! ”

"Uncle, you can do it, we orphans and widows can't get a penny now!"

"Can't take it out?! If you can't take it out, I'll smash your house, see if you can take it out! ”

The screams, cries and loud smashing noises converged, and people who watched the excitement avoided it far away, for fear of being injured by mistake.

"Hey, isn't that Xiao He!"

Song Xiaohe walked home with his head stuffy, and suddenly heard someone talking, and it took a while for him to react that he was calling her.

"You kid, what are you doing here!" A woman grabbed her and said urgently, "Let's go, go far away, your family has come to collect debts!" ”

Song Xiaohe was startled, and hurriedly looked at the courtyard in front of him, only to notice that the woman's cry and the child's scream were particularly poignant.

Ignoring the woman's kindness, Song Xiaohe forcibly rushed into the courtyard!

I saw that the courtyard was in a mess, several burly men were still throwing sticks around, and the woman who was crying until her voice was hoarse was half lying on the ground in despair, and there were two small ones beside her, and the woman was crying in her arms.

Song Xiaohe's eyes tightened, "Mother! “

She quickly ran to Song's mother and protected her mother and two younger siblings in her arms.

Seeing Song Xiaohe break in, the man with a scar on his face stopped a few brothers and looked at Song Xiaohe condescendingly.

"You are Song Laosan's eldest daughter?"

Song Xiaohe raised his head, gritted his teeth and looked at the scar man, and said angrily: "I am!" Who are you, you came to my house to smash it in the daytime, believe it or not, I will report to the official to arrest you! ”

"Reporter?"

As if he had heard some joke, the scar man laughed, reached out and took out a piece of paper from his arms, threw it in front of Song Xiaohe, and said ruthlessly, "You open my eyes wide to see clearly!" This is the note that your father owes our treasurer! Five hundred taels of snowflake silver! If you want to report to the official, you have to report it, and then see how the Qingtian Lord judges it! ”

Five hundred taels of snowflake silver?!

Song Xiaohe's eyes widened, looking at the familiar handwriting on it, only to feel that a basin of cold water was poured on him, and his heart was instantly cold.

"Xiao He, this ...... Is this true? ”

The illiterate Song mother grabbed Song Xiaohe's arm and asked nervously, after seeing Song Xiaohe nodding, her face was like ashes in an instant, and she almost fainted.

Song Xiaohe hugged Mother Song in his arms tightly, looking at the two young brothers and sisters who were crying next to him, and his heart was mixed.

Before today, she was still a respected agronomist in the world, with countless scientific research achievements that shocked the world, but at this time, she became Song Xiaohe, an ancient peasant girl of this unknown dynasty! Born in a family full of holes and debts!

A month ago, Song Laosan was drunk and fell into the water, and when he found out, everyone had been gone for several days. He patted his ass and went to Bliss, leaving a large share of debts, and finally smashed the pot and sold iron at home to plug the big hole, and the remaining small debts could be repaid slowly, but he didn't expect that he still owed five hundred taels!

In this ancient society, especially for farmers, ten years of diligent farming may not be able to earn 500 taels of silver!

She is not "Song Xiaohe", she can now throw away this big mess and walk away, but what about this mother? Do you want to leave them to fend for themselves and be forced to die?!