Chen Aju rolled her eyes and said, "Easy for you to say. If you hadn't connected with Tang Garden, no matter how industrious you are, you'd still be living in a thatched house and sleeping on a dirt bed."
Chen Afu sneered, "If I could link up with Tang Garden, it's also because of my diligence, deftness, and knack for thinking on my feet..."
As he was speaking, he heard Mrs. Chen in the courtyard shouting loudly, "Aju, Aju, where on earth have you vanished to again? We're so busy today, we still need you to light the fire."
Chen Aju muttered under her breath in annoyance, "So many people lazing around in the main room, and they only know to pick on me."
Chen Afu said, "Grandma does this for your own good. Sometimes, making others work can be more tiring than doing it yourself." After saying it, he didn't want to bother with her anymore and went towards the West Room.
Chen Aju, whether she heard him or not, walked out with a sullen face.
