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Back in the bedroom, Zhulan saw the silver coins on the kang table and counted them with her fingers, "There are actually three hundred wen."
Zhou Shuren touched his nose, despite it not being his doing, he felt somewhat guilty, "The original owner had saved up this private stash over half a lifetime. I thought it wasn't much so I didn't mention it, it really wasn't intentional."
Zhulan said with a meaningful tone, "Do all married men like to hide private money?"
"I definitely won't."
Zhou Shuren felt his survival instincts were particularly strong; he noticed his reaction was swift and his attitude firm and resolute.
Zhulan had a fleeting moment of deep thought, in this lifetime, she was the only wife Zhou Shuren could have. Was Zhou Shuren making this promise to her?
Zhulan quickly grabbed the silver coins, "Ah, the second brother's family is waiting for me to make cotton-padded clothes. You read your book; I'm going over there first."
