Long Yue stopped in her tracks, listening to her elder brother and sister-in-law's chatter inside, and started thinking rapidly.
In her past life, Li Qingmu went to the provincial capital to take the exam, but when he returned, he was penniless and in a pitiful state, almost dying from illness outside. But now it seems, did he really have no money back then?
The family had prepared a few taels of silver for him, and he had saved some money by selling paintings and calligraphy. If her brother lent him some more, he would have had at least a dozen taels, right? He shouldn't have lacked money on that journey!
So why was he still so destitute?
Something's not right, this matter isn't right!
"Brother and sister-in-law, were you planning to lend money to A Mu?"
Long Yue's heart skipped a beat, feeling that the situation was somewhat dire. She couldn't care less about eavesdropping and rushed in to ask.
