Li Mingtang could only sigh, looking glum.
But people's hearts are hard to fathom. Although Li Gengtian had spoken righteously to his Third Uncle, he was actually a bit sour inside. However, he had seen more of the world than others, so of course he wouldn't go around saying the Zheng Family was heartless—there was no reason to.
After his family had also butchered their pig, Qingmu and Zhang Huai came over to buy some pork.
After the meat was weighed and the silver was paid, Qingmu sat down on a small stool and smiled at Li Gengtian. "Uncle Li, there's something I'd like to talk to you about."
Li Gengtian quickly smiled back. "Go ahead. If there's anything you need your uncle's help with, just say the word. Seeing how well your family's business is doing, I can't imagine you have any troubles, do you?" As he spoke, he gestured for Zhang Huai to sit down as well.
