Xiao Zhu, standing by, truly felt happy for Aunt Tong. Seeing her stand there dumbfounded without a reaction, he quickly nudged her, "Aunt Tong, you should quickly accept."
Aunt Tong came back to her senses, her eyes red. She wiped her eyes with her sleeve and choked up, "Miss Mo, there's no need for so much, really. You are willing to give an old body like mine steady work—that in itself is a great kindness to the Tong family."
Mo Yan smiled and said, "Aunt Tong, one or two pieces of silver a month is not too much, especially since the orchard is so large. Even when there's not enough work for hiring others, you'll have to clear the weeds and miscellaneous trees. It will be quite tiring then."
Xiao Zhu also persuaded her for a few sentences, and Aunt Tong, with tears in her eyes, finally accepted, though she still felt uneasy inside, thinking her labor wasn't worth one or two pieces of silver.
