Madam Liu panicked. "No, no..."
The old madam glanced at her. "The children are being filial. If they want you to wear it, then wear it."
Madam Liu's face flushed red. "Then... then I'll try wearing it."
The women were delighted, and so were the men of the Old Su Family. They all watched cheerfully, completely forgetting the pile of silver on the table.
"Don't bite it. Isn't it dirty?"
Su Qiao yanked Little Haozi back just as he secretly tried to bite the silver again, then dug the silver coin out of his mouth.
Little Haozi spat repeatedly with a "ptui, ptui," then looked up excitedly. "Sis, we have so much silver now. Can we build a new house?"
"I don't want to share a room with my brother anymore. He never sleeps at night, and the lamplight stings my eyes."
"And I have to practice my fists and kicks every night before bed now, but he's always complaining that I make too much noise."
Su Qiao secretly pinched him.
This brat. The moment he gets carried away, he forgets himself.
They had agreed not to mention the martial arts training.
Everyone else, however, did not pay much attention.
After all, Little Haozi had been running around the courtyard every day lately, claiming he was exercising, and he even practiced horse stance.
Everyone had taken it for a child simply fooling around.
The old master tapped his pipe stem. "The house does need to be fixed up, but we have to get the rice paddies in order first."
"Grandpa, I'll make the wind-powered water wheel tomorrow. The day after, we can irrigate and plow the fields." Su Qiao had planned this long ago.
"Can you make it by yourself?"
Hadn't she said that thing was quite large and complicated?