"I have four or five sets of clothes for every season. It's enough for me to wear for two years." Chu Jin counted with his fingers very seriously.
"I can sell all the new clothes I got in the past two years. I can sell one tael of silver for each piece. At least I can earn seven or eight taels a year."
"Mother, you can't tell Father. Otherwise, Father won't let me off," Chu Jin said seriously to Ye Muyu.
Ye Muyu's expression was strange. "You still know that your father will punish you?"
Seeing how the child said it so casually, it was obvious that this idea definitely did not come out of nowhere. It was likely that he had already done this usually.
"Mother, you're on my side. You can't tell Father." Chu Jin quickly hugged her arm and acted coquettishly.
Ye Muyu smiled bitterly. "You're a boy. Isn't it embarrassing to act coquettishly?"
"What's there to lose face about? I'm still a child. I don't understand," Chu Jin said righteously.
