The old lady's eyes were full of shock, "You actually charge interest from me?"
"Old lady, why are you looking at me like this?"
"As the saying goes, brothers settle accounts. You just said that you borrowed money from me."
"If I lend such a large sum of money, shouldn't I charge interest?"
"As for how much interest is charged, I will ask Aunt Liu to go to the streets tomorrow to find out clearly. I will not make any money from the old lady. It will definitely be lower than the interest on the street."
"Okay, Su Nianyun, you are really good," the old lady stood up angrily, "I came here by mistake today!"
"Old lady, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing the old lady rushing out the door angrily, Zhao's mother, who was waiting at the door, hurriedly stepped forward to support her.
"Let's go." The old lady said with a cold face and left without looking back.
Looking at the increasingly rickety figure, Su Nianyun laughed out loud.
"Ha ha……"
On the way back to the house, the angry old lady saw Chen Shaokang who had just returned home.
"It's so late, where have you been and why are you back?"
Hearing his mother's unkind voice, Chen Shaokang became inspired.
He thought that because he went to Hualou without visiting his uncle, his mother knew about his uncle's family affairs.
But the direction his mother came from was Tingfeng Courtyard, and he immediately understood that her mother might have been suppressed by Su Nianyun.
Also, three hundred thousand taels is not a small amount, who would lend it easily.
He hurriedly stepped forward to help the old lady, "Mom, didn't I follow your instructions and go to your uncles' houses several times?"
Upon hearing this, the old lady remembered that she was afraid of being rejected by Su Nianyun, so she let her son go out.
She said, "Look, my mother is so mad at Tingfeng Yuan, have you gained anything?"
Chen Shaokang shook his head and began to make up random things, "Mother, since father left, they are not satisfied with you continuing to be in charge of the Chen family."
"I went to the houses of some clan uncles, and I didn't dare to say anything else, for fear that they would take the opportunity to seize your power to run the family again..."
Hearing what the second son said, the old lady already knew the result of his busy day.
She said decadently, "Let's go back to the room first, and we'll talk more about it later..."
When he learned that Su Nianyun agreed to borrow money but wanted interest, Chen Shaokang had to hold back hard not to laugh out loud.
This princess really has a clear distinction between love and hate.
His poor elder brother, who told him not to write home early, but he had to wait until Zhou Yao came to make trouble, and it was too late for him to write anything.
At this time, the old lady said angrily, "I usually treat her like my own daughter. How can she say anything about asking for interest..."
Only someone like the old lady would say this without feeling guilty.
Chen Shaokang thought to himself that he was lucky that he didn't tell the princess that he was raising money for his elder brother's ransom. I was afraid that if the princess knew the truth, she would directly let the kidnappers break up.
"Mom, actually I have always had a suspicion..."
"My eldest brother has been buried for so long. Could it be that someone is playing a prank on us and wants to extort money?"
Today he was in the brothel and overheard some news.
Some news about what the kidnappers will do with the hostages if they cannot receive the money.
He didn't have any problem at all with the fact that he could hear such things in a brothel.
There are all kinds of people who come to the brothel. It is inevitable that there are no kidnappers among them who dare to kidnap for ransom. If they don't tell, who will know?
Accompanied by Mei Ji, he listened with relish to the guests at the table next to the screen saying that kidnappers who could not receive the money would kill the person and throw them back to the hostage's door, or let the hostage dig a hole and bury themselves.
In short, the kidnappers will not keep the hostages in their hands for too long. If they cannot be redeemed, they will die!
Facing the second son's doubts, the old lady said, "It can't be blackmail. That letter is really your eldest brother's handwriting. Didn't you read it too?"
"There are thousands of people in the world who can imitate handwriting. I think we should be cautious." Chen Shaoan said.
"How to be cautious? We don't know where the kidnapper is, and we can't even see your brother. How to be cautious?!"
This is gambling.
Based on this intuition, the old lady bet that her eldest son was still alive.
But facing the kidnappers at this time, Chen Fu seemed a little helpless.
If it were normal, if the government went out, the kidnappers would be found quickly. However, the fact that An'er was still alive could not be known to the outside world.
Everything can only rely on the power of their Chen family, and they must be particularly loyal and reliable.
In this way, we can ensure that not a single bit is leaked.
"Mother, doesn't the letter say that we will be notified of the transaction location tomorrow?"
Chen Shaokang said, "I will lead a few skilled nurses to guard in secret tomorrow night."
"After that person comes to deliver the letter, we won't arrest him. We will only follow him secretly to investigate where the elder brother is being held..."
"When I see my brother with my own eyes and confirm whether this is true or not, it won't be too late for us to pay the ransom. Anyway, the kidnappers are here for money. They won't hurt my brother until they see the money."
"What you said makes sense." The old lady also agreed with Chen Shaokang's idea. "At least we need to find out the facts first."
If An'er is really alive, she will sell everything to save him.
If the other party is just trying to blackmail you through pranks, then the Chen family shouldn't be taken advantage of.
So on the second night, Chen Shaokang really led a few skilled nurses to ambush outside the old lady's room.
When they saw a black shadow shooting a letter towards the pillar, everyone immediately followed the speeding shadow.
After getting the letter, the old lady waited anxiously for Chen Shaokang and the nurse to come back. It was almost midnight.
It wasn't until the sky dimmed that Chen Shaokang came back with the nursing staff.
"Mom, the nursing staff lost track of me on the road."
Upon hearing this, the old lady looked disappointed.
"But fortunately, I made a mistake and finally discovered where the kidnapper was."
"Have you found your elder brother?"
"Mother, please listen to me slowly first..."
Chen Shaokang comforted the old lady, "There are many kidnappers and they are cruel. We are not completely sure of saving our eldest brother, so we cannot disturb them rashly..."
"Mother knows what you are talking about," the old lady said, "You can take me to take a look at her from a distance quickly. I will want to know whether An'er is really alive or fake."
So, Chen Shaokang took his mother to a back alley in the southwest of the capital. After walking into a dilapidated courtyard, he pulled open a small brick on the wall and asked his mother to look next door.
I saw seven or eight men standing in the yard, with a relatively thin figure sitting among them.
Seeing that the shadow looked exactly like Chen Shaoan, the old lady was very excited.
But suddenly, the man opened his mouth and spoke, "The ransom will be collected soon. You all should be smart and don't let anyone see the flaw."
"Boss, don't worry, we will definitely handle it."
At this time, the man called the boss stood up and turned his head slightly.
The old lady thought he looked a bit like him before, but now she heard him speak and saw his appearance, she immediately sat down on the ground.
Chen Shaokang hurriedly blocked up the bricks, and then asked Ma Zhao to take the old lady away while he stood behind her.
After watching the old lady get on the carriage and leave first, Chen Shaokang suddenly walked into the courtyard full of kidnappers.
"You all acted well..."
As he spoke, a heavy money bag was thrown onto the stone table.