Chapter 641: Poor Eyesight (3)_1

Upon hearing the commotion, Yang Rusong, who was tidying up his own clothes in the room, suddenly trembled, and the two garments he had found to give to Uncle Xiaowu fell to the ground.

After reflecting, Yang Ruxin had told him to demonstrate his point with actions. The first thing that came to his mind was Uncle Xiaowu's lack of decent clothes. Ashamed at the sight of tattered cotton-padded jackets thrown in the courtyard, he decided to send his own clothes to Uncle Xiaowu first. But before he'd finished packing, to his surprise, Wang Baozhu actually came to extort him...

Although his mother and grandmother had rushed out to argue with those people, he just knew it would be of no use, it might even exacerbate the conflict.

How could he notify his cousin in the main hall?

Yang Rusong was like an ant on a hot pot, pacing aimlessly around the room.