Surviving In The Ancient Times With Limitless Supplies
Chapter 43: What Debt?

Chapter 43: What Debt?

Third Madam Fan looked around for a while, only to see that her children were talking to Xiao Shao. She lowered her eyes and answered her husband softly.

"Er Lang and Xue’er are talking to Eldest Young Master Xiao."

Fan Zhiheng turned around and looked at his two children. Seeing Fan Zhengyin talking to Xiao Shao, his heart skipped a beat. He clenched his hands and glared at them.

"Unfilial! Stupid!" He gritted his teeth and spit out these two words in a low voice.

Third Madam Fan saw her husband’s angry face, and quickly took his hand, and whispered: "Husband, please don’t be angry."

Fan Zhiheng glared at his wife and said angrily in a low voice. "Look at your good children!"

Looking at her angry husband, Third Madam Fan didn’t know what to do for a moment. On one side is her husband, and on the other side are her biological son and daughter. She didn’t know why her children didn’t follow them and could only keep silent.

Seeing that she was silent with her head lowered, Fan Zhiheng shook off her hand angrily.

"Useless woman! If those two evil creatures want to stay, let them stay! From now on, they are not my children anymore!"

Third Madam Fan looked up and staggered when she heard her husband’s words, but quickly stabilized herself and lowered her head, not daring to utter even a single word. Now that she can no longer rely on her children, she must keep her husband’s heart by her side. Otherwise, her future will only be full of misery.

While the third house of the Fan family was talking among themselves, Xu Xiang was already preparing supplies and money for them. She looked at them and said, "Please come forward one by one."

The members of the Fan family looked at the bags of food and water bags eagerly. Since Xu Xiang personally handed the money to them one by one, they formed a queue without any fuss. After a few minutes, she finished distributing the supplies and money. Carrying water bags and bags of food, they left one by one.

Fan Guohai stood beside Xiao Shao and let out a desolate sigh. Noticing that his grandfather was sad, Fan Zhengyin said, "Grandfather, don’t be sad. Everyone has their own destiny. They made their choice, so they must walk it by themselves."

Standing beside them, Xiao Shao glanced at Fan Zhengyin when he heard what he just said.

After a few seconds of silence, Fan Guohai sighed again, and said, "You are right. It’s your grandfather who is useless."

Fan Zhengxue held her grandfather’s thin hand and looked at him with her pair of clear eyes.

"Grandfather, you still have me and my elder brother. We will stay by your side." She said with her sweet voice.

Hearing what she said, Fan Guohai patted her head lovingly.

"Yes, yes. Grandfather still has Xue’er and your elder brother." He said with a smile on his face.

Seeing that everyone had left, Xiao Shao looked at them and said, "Since we are the only ones left, Second Young Master Fan and Seventh Miss Fan can sit on the sleigh with my family."

Fan Zhengyin looked at him and said, "Eldest Young Master Xiao, you can just call me by my name."

"Then please call me by my name too." Xiao Shao said without changing his expression.

Fan Zhengyin looked at his expressionless face and thought: ’Who dares to call you by your name?’

Fan Zhengyin cupped his fists in front of him, bowed slightly and said, "Then I will call Eldest Young Master Xiao as Xiao Da Lang from now on."

Xiao Shao nodded and also clasped his fists towards Fan Zhengyin and said, "Fan Er Lang."

After finishing chatting, Xiao Shao and Fan Guohai returned to the mule cart together, while Fan Zhengyin and Fan Zhengxue got on the sleigh. When they climbed onto the sleigh, they saw Fan Zhengyue sitting there together with Old Madam Fan and the other members of the Xiao family.

Fan Zhengying saluted Old Madam Fan and said, "Grandmother."

Old Madam Fan looked at her second grandson and seventh granddaughter with a smile. She held Fan Zhengxue’s thin hands and said, "It’s good to stay. Don’t worry. You have your grandparents here."

"Um." Fan Zhengxue nodded, and held Old Madam Fan’s hand too.

Seeing Xiao Shao and Fan Guohai coming back, Xu Xiang smiled at Fan Guohai and said, "Welcome back, Old Master Fan. When you are ready, we can continue on our way."

Fan Guohai politely smiled at her while saying, "It’s this old man who wasted time."

"Old Master Fan, you are too polite." Xu Xiang opened the cart cover and helped him climb onto the mule cart.

After Fan Guohai entered, she lowered the cover, glanced at Xiao Shao for a second, and then walked to the driver’s seat. Noticing her weird gaze, Xiao Shao followed her to the driver’s seat and climbed up.

Holding the reins of the mule, he said, "Thank you, Miss Xu, for your help again."

Xu Xiang chuckled lightly when she heard his words. "It’s fine. I only need to add another debt to Young Master Xiao’s bill."

Blinking his eyes, he thought he had heard wrong. With doubts in his eyes, he asked, "What debt?"

"Nothing in this world is free. Since Young Master Xiao wants to help them, then I will support you. But everything must be explained and calculated clearly. For example... How much money and supplies have been given to the members of the Fan family, or how much medicine Young Master Fan needs until he recovers." She explained calmly.

Xiao Shao froze when he heard her words. A few seconds later, he came back to his senses and asked her in confusion.

"Wait a minute. It is indeed me who asked Miss Xu to help them and give them supplies. But, doesn’t Miss Xu also agree?"

She nodded and said, "I indeed agreed. But I never said it was free. I just said, since Young Master Xiao wants to save Young Master Fan, then I will save him. Therefore, everything has to be paid by Young Master Xiao, since it is Young Master Xiao who wants to do it in the first place. The same goes for the supplies and money given to members of the Fan family."

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