Of course, Xiao Qinghe had eighty taels of private money given by Su Qingyue, and Su Qingyue herself had twenty-eight taels of private money. Neither of them had spoken of this.
The Xiao Family had finished the task Aunt Zhang gave them of weaving fifty bamboo baskets, and had delivered them to her. The money was settled. Even the money they usually earned from selling medicinal mud toothpaste had been entirely put into building the new house.
In short, once the new house was built, without using their private money, there was no chance of affording any furniture for the new house.
With the new house completed, it was customary to host a banquet to commemorate the move. But due to the lack of funds for the furniture, no move took place, thus the banquet was postponed.
"My wife, rest assured, I will work hard to earn money to furnish our new house," promised Xiao Yishan earnestly, looking at Su Qingyue.
Su Qingyue offered a gentle smile without uttering a word.
