"You still have the nerve to say that. If you had done more work, it wouldn't be so hard for our family." Old Madam Ye could not help but mutter.
Ye Dejiang frowned. "I usually make some porcelain at home and earn some money. Isn't it enough to live on?"
Ye Muyu thought that Ye Dejiang would indeed make some porcelain every month to sell, but the amount was not much. The money he earned was only two or three hundred copper coins, enough for the family to barely survive.
Of course, the premise was that they did not buy pork, chicken, duck, fish, and other meat.
"Forget it. I won't say anything in front of the children." Old Madam Ye had long been used to her man's habits. He did not like to work and was lazy, but he would earn some money every month, which was barely enough for them to eat.
