Xiao Qinghe fell silent.
The family had a rather pleasant lunch.
After the meal, with Yinzhu taking care of the housework, the masters of the house finally had some leisure time.
Su Qingyue didn't like to stay cooped up inside her room, so she took her charcoal basin outside and started a pile of firewood.
Xiao Yuchuan saw that the firewood was about to run out and prepared to go up the mountain to chop some more. Qingyue said, "Third brother, you don't need to chop firewood. Just buy twenty loads from the villagers."
"But that will cost money..."
She smiled faintly, "Our third brother is so clever, you saved quite a bit of money on some of the building materials. Getting the same quality for the lowest price. The money saved could cover firewood for a lifetime."
"Wife..."
"It's rare for you to come back, so spend more time with fourth brother at home."
The three of them sat around the charcoal basin to warm themselves.
