"Ji Ying, about yesterday, I'm really sorry." Chen He looked at Ji Ying apologetically, not quite knowing how to begin.
"Second sister-in-law, it's nothing. It's just that I really can't lend that ten thousand yuan," Ji Ying explained.
Chen He hurried to clarify, "No, no, I didn't mean to borrow ten thousand yuan." She paused, thinking it was best to explain things clearly, and said, "Yesterday, when Deng Juan and I came here, it was indeed to borrow some money from you, but we only planned to borrow a thousand, not more. You know, Shuting and Shuyan are both married now, but Shuhong is still in school, and will need money to get married in the future, everything needs money."
"The textile factory isn't doing well either, and Ji Feng doesn't know how much longer he can keep his job there."
Chen He sighed. The family really was short on money.
