Xu Jin had arrived at the newly purchased manor when his younger sister, Jiang'er, and their father, Xu Dajiang, were busy sweeping up fallen leaves. The father was managing fine, but the little sister Jiang'er seemed to have been working for a while, with her little face flush from fatigue and her bangs wet with sweat.
"Dad, let's hire two handymen today, and also a cook," Xu Jin said.
The second courtyard with its rooms, including the front and back courtyards, spanned over a thousand square meters. Relying on little Jiang'er and father alone, they could spend all day doing nothing but cleaning.
As expected, as soon as Xu Jin's words hit the air, Xu Dajiang immediately objected, "How could that be possible? It would cost at least two taels of silver a month, plus meals. With that silver, we should be saving for your marriage and for Jiang'er's dowry.
We have hands and feet; we don't need to hire handymen."
