Chapter 122 You Solve My Puzzles, I Solve Your Troubles

ases, was simply too much to bear.Could it be that even if I were to live my life again, I would still be unable to escape studying, and perhaps it would even be more tedious and boring!Luckily, Young...Wang Fu hesitated for a moment, then cautiously suggested, "Master, it's said that those debt collectors at the casino are particularly ruthless. They're even going to Zhong Shu's house tomorrow to make trouble." 。It's better not to help Mr. Zhong repay his debts first. That way, when you ask questions, things will go more smoothly. 。“ Wang Yuwai raised his teacup but hesitated for a long time before taking a sip. 。Back then, he was gravely injured and lost his memory. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Uncle Zhong. 。When it got dark, there were no carriages or pedestrians. It was Uncle Zhong who carried him on his back until dawn, and then they followed Old Master Wang into the city to his home. 。For so many years, he has remembered this kindness and taken good care of Chung-shuu. 。Later, it was Chung Shu who proactively informed Lao, finally severing all contact. 。As long as he could preserve a shred of loyalty, he didn't want to hurt this old man, but there were some things he had to find answers to. 。"Okay, bring him to the small courtyard in West City tomorrow afternoon." 。“ Wang Fu nodded in response and went out. 。The next day at noon, after returning from Suijin Beach, the master and his servant arrived at the small courtyard in the west of the city. 。This small courtyard was bought several years ago and is under Wang Fuming's name. They occasionally come over to stay. 。Mr. Wang has some private matters that he doesn't want his family to know about, and he also comes here to handle them, such as recently, he often comes here to drink medicinal soup. 。Cat Brother's medicine is finished, and they can't make more at home. It would be too easy to get caught. 。As soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw Madam Wang sitting under the eaves sewing, with an elderly man beside her. He was over fifty years old, with white hair and a thin frame. He had tired eyes and a worried expression. 。Perhaps he had experienced something bad, the old man's face was bruised and swollen with a few patches of purple, red, and green. He looked quite disheveled. 。As soon as Wang, the county magistrate, entered, the old man hurriedly stood up, rubbing his hands, his expression a mixture of nervousness and complexity. 。"Uncle! The old servant pays his respects to you!" The old man knelt down, about to kowtow. 。Mr. Wang then helped him up and said with a smile, “Uncle Zhong, please don't be so polite, have a seat.” 。Zhonghu saw Wang Weiyuan had sat down before he dared to sit down on the stool beside him, cautiously. 。

Wang Yuanwai looked him over a few times and sighed, "Zhong Shu, it's been years. You look much older Have you had a hard time"

Zhong Shu's face was pale, and he replied softly, "My family has an unfilial son, I suffer in my old age..."

” "Back then, when Uncle Zhong wanted to go home and enjoy his retirement, I gave him a considerable sum of money. It's only been a few years, and it's all gone"Uncle Zhong's eyes reddened. "My wife fell seriously ill, and my son developed a gambling problem..." 。Even mountains of gold and silver can't withstand extravagant spending.” Wang Yuwai nodded in agreement, “I’ve also heard a few things. Did people from the gambling den come to your house” Zhong Shu instinctively touched his calf; he almost had it broken today. It was only because his wife pleaded hard that he was spared. 。He remembered his frail wife, his son lying in bed, and knelt down directly, crying out in pain. 。"Uncle, please help this old servant." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! 。The old servant truly can't stand their debt collection any longer, oh woe is me, our family can't live like this anymore. Please, sir, spare some silver for us. The old servant would be willing to work as a cow or a horse to repay your great kindness. 。"

Wang Yuanwai bent down to help him up, patted his shoulder, "Zhongshu don't cry, everything that can be solved with money is a small matter" 。h shocked, crouched down and asked, "Second Brother, as long as you tell the truth, I'll get you some Fuhong ointment!"Mother, was it you who had the wet nurse poisoned Did you send Little He the Fufe...