Zhou Jia glanced at him and replied indifferently, "How do you want me to support you?"
Old Master Zhou rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "You're also a fifth-grade official now. I heard that His Majesty thinks highly of you. You even live in such a good house. You know that I like to eat well and dress well. I like to watch opera and play with calligraphy and paintings. That's all for now."
Zhou Jia looked at him coldly and smiled self-deprecatingly. "I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. His Majesty gave this house to my wife. I'm still relying on my wife to support me now!
"According to you, you still want to live a carefree life in the past. My salary can't support you. I don't want my wife to support me and even help me support my uncle. I can't afford to lose face. You should go to the government office and sue me for disobedience!"
