"Alright, I understand, Dad. Don't worry."
Zhuang Yuanren nodded, then added: "It's not appropriate to go empty-handed. Do we have any snacks at home that I could bring?"
Snacks?
Of course they didn't have any. Ever since Zhuang Yuanren had gone to the prefecture town for his exams, the family's finances had nearly run dry. They could only afford some relief when the wheat was harvested and sold.
Where could they find the money to buy snacks at a time like this?
"You should just bring some eggs. We have eggs at home. Eggs can be used anywhere; they are a good thing," said Zhuang Ruman.
Mrs. Song sneered: "In my opinion, we shouldn't even give those two little girls an egg. These eggs are kept to sell in town for Yuanren to fund his studies."
