Old Zhou stared, "Sell? After you got the money, didn't you exchange it for wheat?"
Manbao smiled and nodded, waiting for Old Zhou to praise her.
Old Zhou asked with a trembling voice, "How much did you sell?"
Manbao proudly said, "Sold it all!"
Not just Old Zhou, but Zhou Dalang and several others who were enjoying the cool in the courtyard couldn't sit still anymore; they all crowded around, "Sold it all?"
Old Zhou couldn't remain seated; he slid off the threshold and onto the ground, slapping his thigh and couldn't help but cry out "aiyo, aiyo." He pointed at Manbao with both a can't hit and can't scold expression, he could only cry, "You're ruining the family. What's the use of exchanging for money, can money be eaten, can it?"
Old Zhou shouted, "The family had only a tiny bit left from last year's summer and autumn grain harvests, if you sell all the wheat, what will the whole family eat?"
