Ding Guihua sighed, "Isn't it just that? I'm worried about you guys not knowing how to live. Look at you, when you cook pancakes, you even wipe oil in the pan. In our days, we just used chopsticks to dip a bit in the oil bottle, drip it into the pot, and even after half a year, there would still be half a bottle of oil left."
Gu Xiaobei suddenly felt that Ding Guihua's nagging was as endless as Tang Seng's. But he wasn't annoyed, he simply laughed and replied, "Now that life has improved, we can't treat ourselves badly, trying to make up for all the hardships we endured in the past."
Ding Guihua snorted, "Who knows how long these good times will last? If there's another war. That's why you need to be thrifty now, and have gold and silver in hand. That way, you can feel secure."
