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Chapter 47 The God of Wealth becomes a creditor

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    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Young Master Lieyan Yintang is in a dark mood, and he must be in a little trouble recently. An Yi could not say anything about it, but because he is so infatuated and pitiful, he just mentioned it in passing.

    Lie Yan frowned, pitiful?

    Looking up again, An Yi had already walked away with the medicine box and the baggage.

    It was already evening when Anyi returned home, and from a distance he saw Mrs. Liu Sun and Xiaodouzi standing anxiously at the entrance of the village.

    "Mom, Xiaodouzi, what are you doing here?" An Yi got off the hired bullock cart, "Why don't you go home?"

    Not caring to see what An Yi bought, Mrs. Liu Sun quickly pulled An Yi aside to talk, looking aggrieved: "The man in the woodshed lost his temper today. He said you owed him money, but you actually asked him for it."  Eating such unpalatable food In fact, I even made noodle soup for him at noon, and Xiaodouzi didn't even want to eat it"

    An Yi was stunned, a little helpless, this man is no longer the God of Wealth but a debtor. Liu Sun's craftsmanship is also top-notch in these ten villages, but he is still so picky!

    "Mom, Xiaodouzi, let's go home!" An Yi called to the hired bullock cart and pulled the things home.

    Along the way, many people in the village saw the bullock cart behind An Yi.

    "Oh, look, Liu Lao'er's family has become rich. Boss Liu kicked them out and got retribution and fell ill. Liu Lao'er, the remaining orphan and widow, suddenly became rich!" someone commented.  .

    "How much money does this cart cost, as well as rice and noodles"

    "This Liu Lanhua used to act like a fool. She only knew how to sit in a daze and talk to her indifferently. Why does she act like a different person now?"

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    Liu Sun was lucky. After all, he had seen the big world. Quan didn't hear it, while Xiaodouzi nervously grabbed the corner of An Yi's clothes.

    An Yi held Xiaodouzi in his arms and called the hired people to go home and unload the goods.

    The people in the village followed them to the hut again, causing Mrs. Liu Sun to quickly drive them away.

    An Yi didn't care about anything, so she quickly picked up the medicine box and went to see the troublesome thirteenth uncle.

    As soon as he walked into the woodshed, An Yi was stunned.

    The woodshed has been completely renovated. The wheat straw is covered with Liu Sun's newly made corn husk mat, and a new bedding is laid out. The air leaking window also blocks the mat. Now the thirteenth uncle is leaning on the futon, looking impatient.  Looking at An Yi entering the door, his face was as cold as jade.

    "I haven't seen you for a day. Are you planning to starve the creditor to death without paying back the money?" Feng Qingchen asked coldly.

    "My mother said she has already made noodle soup for you!" An Yi said, looking at the large bowl set aside, there was indeed a bowl of crumbly white noodles, hand-rolled noodles made by Liu Sun.

    "It tastes bad!" Feng Qingchen frowned coldly.

    Only the shredded pork porridge made by An Yi can barely be eaten.

    "Let me feel your pulse!" An Yi felt angry and felt his pulse first.

    Feng Qingchen lazily stretched out his arms.

    All the green color on Feng Qingchen's body has faded, and the wounds have begun to scab.

    An Yi¡¯s medicine is good, and the man¡¯s body¡¯s healing ability is also high.

    "What does it smell like?" Feng Qingchen looked at the oil packet in the medicine box.

    An Yi was afraid that the flower cake would stain the newly bought clothes, so she put it in the bottom compartment of the medicine box.

    "Flower cake, but you are still weak and cannot eat fried food. I will make a new bowl of noodles for you later!" An Yi was about to close the medicine box when Feng Qingchen stretched out his long arm and took the cake.  go.

    Although the cake is cold, it is still crispy and fragrant in the mouth.

    "Force entrance!" Feng Qingchen said lightly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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