"Yes, Er Ya, your Uncle has already helped our family so much, and we haven't even finished paying back the money for Zhaodi's trip to the hospital. Now to borrow more money, this..." Zhao Xiaojuan felt somewhat embarrassed, feeling like her family owed the main house too many favors.
Er Ya knew that, but she truly wanted to study, "Mom, Dad, San Ya doesn't need you to repay her. I'll earn the money myself and pay her back. I'll also remember this favor and will repay San Ya doubly in the future."
Zhaodi, seeing her older sister say this, felt even more reluctant.
She wanted Er Ya to wait, wanted to say she would handle the money and that they would soon have a large sum.
But now, she had not even fifty cents in her pocket; even if she made such bold claims, no one would believe her, which left her extremely frustrated.
Jiang Changhe and Zhao Xiaojuan, seeing their daughter persist so firmly, and with San Ya willing to lend the money, also felt somewhat wavering.
