So he nodded and said, "Alright, then let's fry more and sell more tomorrow."
Su Wanyu hesitated for a moment before volunteering, "Brother Hai, I'd like to go with you to sell seeds tomorrow. One more person means one more share of the earnings."
Jiang Mianmian saw her mother actually volunteering for work and couldn't help feeling emotional: Indeed, no matter the era, money is the driving force of human progress.
*
The girls from the second wife's room had not yet fallen asleep; the sisters were whispering to each other in their beds.
"Third Sister's hat and scarf are so pretty, and they keep the ears from freezing," a voice murmured with envy, while reaching to scratch at the chilblains on the ears.
Every winter, her hands and ears would develop chilblains because she couldn't stop scratching them until they bled from being so itchy.
Noticing her action, Da Ya quickly admonished, "Zhaodi, stop scratching; I'm worried you'll make them bleed again."
