Chapter 933 - 134 Onset of illness_2
Da Han handed the account book to Lin Jiazhong; his expression was also looking somewhat unpleasant.
Lin Jiazhong took the account book in a daze. It was filled with densely packed characters, neat and clean, but he couldn’t make out a single word. The only thing that he could see clearly was the final figure of fifty-six taels.
His hands were trembling. Did he really have to sell his house? But how much could those few rooms possibly fetch? Lin Yuan had already generously paid a high price for his land; could he ask her to pay a high price for his house as well? Even if she were willing to buy, could he sell it? Without the house, where would his family go? To Lady Yang’s place? No, no, that wasn’t possible; there were only two rooms there, nowhere near enough space for the three of them. Moreover, with his unfilial son’s current condition, it was totally out of the question.
In just a few moments, countless thoughts had whirled through Lin Jiazhong’s mind until someone’s voice suddenly urged him, "Are you going to compensate or not? If not, hurry up and take Lin Yongcheng to the Yamen! What time is it already? If we delay any further, we won’t be able to get back tonight."
"No! Don’t take my son to the Yamen! No, we will pay back the money, we’ll pay!" Lady Ma clung to her son in terror, her eyes wide with fear. Her younger son had already been ruined by prison; she couldn’t lose another!
"Head of the household, head of the household, say something! Head of the household!" Lady Ma, not caring if Lin Jiazhong would kick her away, clutched desperately at her husband’s legs, crying with tears and snot streaming down her face.
Already agitated, Lin Jiazhong became even more irritated by her crying. He lifted his leg, trying to shake her off, but Lady Ma clung on tightly, and after a couple of attempts, he still couldn’t dislodge her.
"Enough already, even if he’s no good, he’s still my son. How could I let him go to prison?"
One son had already died after being tortured in prison; he couldn’t send another one there. Besides, if he really went in, getting him out would be difficult.
"Old village chief, this money, we’ll take it!" Lin Jiazhong handed the account book back to Da Han, gritting his teeth before continuing, "But right now, I don’t have so much silver. I hope the village chief can grant me a few days. I will go to the town to find Siyu and gather the silver to bring to you."
"Who knows if you’ll just run away?"