"You can take it easy on copying books too. There's no need to work so hard." Qin Xiaoyao said as she packed up the books.
Song Que raised his head and looked at Qin Xiaoyao.
"If you're really bored, go sit at the stone table under the shade of the tree in the courtyard. The air outside is good. Breathing in more fresh air will lift your mood," Qin Xiaoyao was still nagging on and on.
Song Que replied again, "Mm-hmm."
Qin Xiaoyao finally felt that something was wrong. When she looked at Song Que, her eyes met Song Que's eyes again.
Her heart started racing. Just as she averted her eyes, she heard Song Que speak.
"The money is still not enough."
Qin Xiaoyao was caught by surprise.
"We have to buy more lard and refine more oil."
"Also, buy more meat from Father-in-law and process it into cured meat."
"And we need to buy all kinds of seasonings. We also need to buy a batch of dried black fungus and soybeans."
"…"
