Old Zhou's eyes shone with light, and he couldn't help but straighten his stooped back as he said, "Mr. Zhuang said that our family's future is boundless and, in the future, we might even surpass old Master Bai. It all depends on you."
Manbao had a vague sense of foreboding. She knew that before the teacher left, he had visited their home and stayed for quite a while, supposedly having a long conversation with her parents. But since there were only a few people at home at the time, and those few were eventually sent out, no one knew what was discussed.
Wiping her forehead, Manbao asked, "Dad, what exactly did Mr. Zhuang say to you?"
"Never mind that, you just focus on learning your skills from Mr. Zhuang. You don't need to worry about household affairs. If we're short of money..."
Old Zhou, with fond concern, said, "I'm keeping my portion of the money for you. If you ever find yourself short, have your Fourth Brother come and ask me for more."
