Chapter 212: Relying On (6)_1
Seeing that she had not gotten to the point after talking for so long, Lin Ziyin grew anxious, but her face revealed nothing of her impatience. She guessed that the trouble involving Lin Changshu and Wu Dayou must be related to Miss Yan of the Yan family. Considering the demeanor of the Yan family, she furrowed her brow slightly. Then thinking about Ma Zhicai’s scheme against Lin Zige, she felt an intense dislike for the Ma Family.
"Somehow, those sisters returned sitting on your Lin family’s bullock cart. But just as they got to the village entrance, the Yan Family came after them with the gamblers’ crew. The Yan Family reversed the charges, claiming that their own innocent daughters were with Wu Dayou and a few men. They accused your family and demanded five hundred taels of silver. Brother Changshu and Wu Dayou refused and started arguing at the entrance of the village. The sisters, being bold, said they didn’t want to cause trouble for them, and in their desperation, they jumped into the river." The young wife paused for a moment, stealing a glance at Lin Ziyin to gauge her reaction.
Lin Ziyin laughed coldly in her heart, her face turning even calmer.
What a coincidence that just as the Lin Family’s bullock cart returned to the village entrance, the Yan Family arrived with their posse.
Also, she had to find out how the sisters managed to get onto the Lin family’s bullock cart.
"Did they die?" Seeing the young wife’s reaction, Lin Ziyin asked coldly.
The young wife jumped at the question. Who reacts like this? When hearing about people jumping into a river, you would normally ask about the process, or how the people were doing, not bluntly ask if they were dead. Was she cursing them? But not wanting to risk losing her job with the Lin family, the young wife decided not to take the issue seriously with Lin Ziyin.
"They didn’t die, Brother Changshu and Wu Dayou jumped into the river and saved them," she answered.
"Didn’t any of the Lin family’s servants jump in to save them?" Lin Ziyin’s voice throbbed with barely veiled wrath. When Lin Changshu and Wu Dayou left running an errand, several skilled servants acquainted with martial arts had gone with them.