Mother Ye left quickly and came back just as quickly. There was no particular happiness on her face; she looked calm and composed.
Ye Yaodong was soaking his feet and looked puzzled, but before he could ask, his mother rattled everything off.
"I don't even know whether they've sold it. It's still at their house, and all they said was that someone wanted it. When I asked who'd bought it and how much it sold for, he said the buyer hadn't come to collect it, they hadn't received the money, and nothing was settled yet. They'd only know once it was sold."
"I don't know who they're selling it to or whether the buyer's reliable. They haven't even said how much it's selling for. Who knows if they'll get cheated?"
He rubbed his feet together as he said, "Between the father and son, surely they're smarter than you on your own? Why would they need you worrying over nothing?"
"Who cares how much it sells for? None of it's going into your pocket anyway, so stop worrying. Just ask after they've sold it. It probably isn't easy to say while it's still unsold. Until the thing's sold and the money's in their hands, anything could change."
"I'm just concerned, aren't I? Who knows if the buyer's reliable..."
Mother Ye grumbled a little more. Seeing that the table had been cleared, the dishes washed, and there was nothing around the house she could help with, she headed home. A Qing was already cleaning the few miscellaneous fish they'd brought back that day, and there weren't many of them.
Ye Yaodong called out to Ye Xiaoxi, asking her to bring the foot towel over and dry his feet.
At a time like this, she was the only one he could get to