Chapter 130: Condition_1

"What?" Yang Anshi stopped in her tracks and turned around, "What conditions?"

Yang Baihe's face immediately darkened.

Yang Ruxin, however, methodically repeated the conditions she had mentioned before, then looked at Yang Anshi with immense gratitude, "Nanny, this way my mother might be saved, that's great..."

"What?" Yang Anshi's eyes nearly popped out, not waiting for Yang Ruxin to finish speaking, her voice shot up into the sky, "Two taels of silver a month?"

Yang Ruxin nodded, "If it were three taels, that would be even better..."

"Pah!" Yang Anshi suddenly leapt up and spat at Yang Ruxin.

Fortunately, Yang Ruxin was quick and dodged it, but the glob of yellow phlegm ended up on the wooden door, a big splotch hanging there, nauseatingly about to fall.

Yang Ruxin quickly averted her gaze, damn it, was this going to make her vomit her dinner from last night?