Huahua: [How could your mother have thought of all that? She just wanted to get everything cleared away quickly and make Jiang An disappear as soon as possible. She even had his study torn down and all the floorboards pried up.]
[Old Madam Jiang really did come from the countryside. She was so thrifty that she picked up all that broken wood and took it back to sell.]
[Once the Ministry of Works people noticed, they smashed all the whole pieces of wood, trying not to leave a single one intact so she couldn't squeeze any profit out of them.]
Wasn't that a good thing?
What on earth was Little Peach panicking about?
Little Peach was frantic. "Young miss, the room you used to live in caught fire last night!"
Liu Shuyue gave an indifferent "Oh."
It was only a fire.
She wasn't living there anymore anyway. Let it burn.
Huahua was equally unconcerned: [Exactly! You weren't living there anymore, and there wasn't anything good about that place. Burning it down made it perfect for rebuilding!]
[If you ask me, those Ministry of Works people are too rigid. There hasn't been much wind lately. As long as they had water ready, they could have simply set fire to everything Jiang An lived in or used. It would have saved trouble and kept Jiang An and his mother from profiting. Wouldn't that have been satisfying!]
[Instead, they insist on dismantling everything slowly, then rebuilding it slowly. What a waste of time!]
The Ministry of Works: That's an option? We've never heard of it!
Liu Shuyue: [True. Money is the one thing my family has no shortage of, and we don't need to recycle rubbish. Burning that scumbag father's things is better!]
The Ministry of Works: *Understood, understood. This is the power