Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 55 The small treasury has an extra income

The fat monk suddenly yawned. He felt dizzy and wanted to sleep: "Find a time to exchange the money into banknotes. We still have to change places."

The thin monk also yawned: "Look at the arrangements. Why am I so sleepy?"

The short monk fell to the ground like a onion with a "thud" sound, and then, "thud", "thud", the fat monk and the thin monk also fell one after another.

A uniform snore sounded.

Su Mo showed a smile that showed a successful plot. The medicine was very effective.

Anyway, these were ill-gotten gains, so my aunt just accepted them.

She entered the house and put all the gold, silver and jewelry in the wooden box into the space. She searched the three people again and found some silver notes on the fat monk. They should have been exchanged by the three monks through fraud before. put into space together.

perfect.

Su Mo smiled, her little treasury had another income.

After collecting the money, Su Mo ran away from the scene quickly. There was not much time left before the agreed rendezvous with Ma Youcai. She figured out the direction and rushed towards the pharmacy.

When Su Mo arrived at the pharmacy, the outside of the pharmacy was crowded with people.

Scattered sounds reached Su Mo's ears.

"I became a thief at a young age, stealing medicine."

"Filial piety comes first, and there is nothing you can do to treat your mother."

"Are your three senses following your five senses? This is stealing. How can I listen to you? It is reasonable to steal things."

Then, a familiar voice came.

"My sister stole (didn't steal)."

It was the voice of Yan Congkuan.

Su Mo made full use of her physical strength to push the people around her away, and successfully squeezed into the center of the crowd, causing the people around her to complain.

I saw Yan Congkuan being grabbed by the collar by a man dressed as a waiter.

The waiter blushed: "Looking at how poorly you are dressed, how could you possibly grab the medicine? You stole these medicines."

Yan Congkuan's face flushed, his chest heaved violently, and he was obviously angry.

He didn't steal anything!
This was the third time he was wrongly accused of being a thief on the road to exile.

The first time was the steamed buns thrown by Yan Congrui on the ground. He wanted to pick them up and give them to Wang Feng, but Yan Congrui made excuses and falsely accused him of stealing them.

His father, Yan Ming, was present at the time. Not only did he not say a word for him, he even apologized to Yan Congrui in a humble manner.

The second time was when he exchanged broken silver for copper plates. His great-grandmother Luo Si wrongly accused him of stealing the silver.

Although Jiang Haoran, a demoted official, came forward to clarify, there was no substantial punishment for those who wronged him.

The cost of spreading rumors is too low.

This time, he brought his mother Wang Feng to see the doctor, but was falsely accused of stealing by the waiter.

And the reason is simply because he dresses like a beggar and cannot afford medicine.

On the way to exile, the clothes of Yan Congkuan and Wang Feng were so dirty that the background of their clothes could not be seen at all.

And because he had experienced a mudslide, his clothes had holes scratched by tree branches in several places.

The front of the shoe was cracked and the toes were exposed.

It's really not much better than a beggar.

But does this mean he is a thief?

Yan Congkuan took the medicine according to the prescription prescribed by the old doctor. After paying the money, there were only a few copper coins left. He put the money away and helped his mother, Wang Feng, out.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he was grabbed by the attendant who ran over.

The attendant pointed at the medicine in Yan Congkuan's hand and shouted loudly: "How can you afford medicine dressed like this? You couldn't have stolen it, right?"

Yan Congkuan frowned displeased and shook his head.

But the people around him had already gathered around him.

"Send it to the official. It's shameless to steal things at such a young age." "The child is still young, so we should give him a chance and let him take out the stolen things."

"Yes, there is no need to go to the stage of sending him to the official."

"The state has national laws, and families have family rules. If you encounter a thief, you have to report it to the official. Today you are stealing medicine, but if you don't protect it tomorrow, it will be stolen from you."

The public opinion has overwhelmingly concluded that Yan Congkuan is guilty, and it is just a matter of whether he should be sent to prison or not.

The waiter's original intention was to ask Yan Congkuan to wait outside for a while, while he went to the inner hall to check and make sure there were no problems before letting Yan Congkuan go.

From the very beginning, when he knew that Yan Congkuan was mentally retarded, he despised him in his heart.

As a result, when he spoke just now, his tone was full of disdain and determination, which made everyone gather around to target Yan Congkuan.

The waiter felt that if he went to the inner hall to ask at this time, if the medicine was really bought by Yan Congkuan, he would be the one who would be embarrassed.

Seeing that Yan Congkuan didn't look like he could afford the medicine, he simply insisted that Yan Congkuan had stolen the medicine.

The balance in Yan Congkuan's heart began to tilt.

Try jumping wildly between outburst and forbearance.

He was weighing it. Wang Feng knew how much he could bear after pretending to be mentally retarded for three years.

The old doctor just said that he must not let his mother Wang Feng get too excited. If his mother really knew that he was pretending to be mentally retarded, would she not be able to bear it?
But now that he doesn't respond, the people around him are like cats that have smelled fishy smell, huffing around him, accusing him, nailing him to the pillar of shame of being a thief.

He was also asked to keep the medicine before he could leave.

But this medicine was given to his mother to save her life, to save the child in her belly.

He can't let go.

Wang Feng held Yan Congkuan tightly from beginning to end. Although she couldn't speak, she always used her own way to firmly protect Yan Congkuan.

Only this time, Yan Congkuan didn't want to bear it anymore, yes, he couldn't bear it anymore!
Since her mother will know sooner or later, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

Yan Congkuan was about to explode when he heard a sarcastic voice.

"What's the point of not being able to afford medicine if you're not well-dressed?" Su Mo, who squeezed into the crowd, pointed at the people around him with an imposing manner, "Did you stipulate this? You? You? Or you?"

"Fuck, if that's what you're saying, I don't even have the money to buy anything in my beggar's outfit."

Su Mo randomly took out a jade bracelet from the space and without saying a word, threw it to the ground and broke into pieces.

Fragments of jade bracelets bounced around.

People around dodge one after another.

"Thousand-Knife Killer, you are sick."

"Throw whatever you want, can you afford to pay for hurting someone?"

"You're so unlucky, what are you doing!"

"Fuck, my skull is broken."

There were still all kinds of abuses and accusations, but no one dared to touch Su Mo.

After all, Su Mo was not a vegetarian at [-] pounds, so he looked particularly oppressive.

Coupled with the fact that her face was gloomy now, everyone was even more afraid to touch her, so they could only have fun by talking.

"I can't afford compensation if I drop a bracelet? Then how do you calculate the psychological harm you caused to my nephew by falsely accusing others? How do you compensate me?"

Su Mo had such a big reaction because this scene seemed familiar.

After her mother passed away in her previous life, Su Mo was picked up by her father. The stepmother had her own children and treated Su Mo very badly.

Everything Su Mo used was leftover from her stepmother's children.

She couldn't even serve meals. She could only go to eat and wash the dishes and chopsticks after the whole family had finished eating.

And all this was tacitly approved by her father.

According to Su Mo's stepmother, if Su Mo's father hadn't brought Su Mo to the house to take care of his food, Su Mo would have starved to death. How could Su Mo be so picky and have food to eat? It would be good to eat.

Su Mo focused all her attention on her studies. As soon as she came of age, she completely left that home.

(End of this chapter)