Those days were tight, but they were full and nostalgic.
Now, with more silver at home, we can buy food and everything else directly; we don't need to trade with game anymore. It feels like without having to worry about those little things, the intimacy between family members isn't what it used to be.
"Nonsense, boy, what are you babbling about!"
Lu Qiubo glared at him irritably, really wanting to slap his grandson.
"Your Brother Molian has a lot on his plate; he doesn't have time to mess around with you on the mountain. Even the teachers from school have come to say that you're the only one not taking studies seriously. Soon even Qing'er will surpass you."
Lin Changhong: "..."
As if the teacher would say that about him, who didn't know that he was the fastest at learning characters in school? Once done, he could go do other things, right?
