Zhao Xiuxia said with difficulty, "Everything I said is true, I really don't have any money left, and now many people are asking me for money, I really don't know what to do, actually I..."
"Once you sell the grain, you'll have money, right? Enough, don't say anymore, I'm busy, I'm heading back." Sun Lijuan showed complete indifference; in the countryside, there aren't really any places to spend money anyway, and grain and vegetables are almost like money as it is. Besides, it's considered a debt, and everyone in the village owes each other a little something, it's impossible for anyone not to show a little leniency.
With that, Sun Lijuan left without any reservations, she couldn't believe her mother was finding it that difficult.
