"Mom, but this is your private stash," as a son, he felt uneasy.
Zhao Lanzhi pulled Xu Qigang aside, speaking in a volume Xu Xianxiong couldn't hear, "Keep your voice down, don't let your dad hear!"
Xu Qigang's thin lips lightly pursed into a handsome curve. His mom really had been fooled by the facade his dad put up for a lifetime! She still genuinely believed that dad didn't know about her little stash of money!
"Let me tell you, this is indeed my private money, secretly left to me by your grandfather before he died."
Back in the day, Zhao Lanzhi's family were big landlords, it's said that the family's fields were so vast that you couldn't reach the borders even if you rode a horse for a day. The entire street of shops belonged to them, and the Zhao Family's ancestral hall is now considered the best-preserved ancient building in Shixi Town.
During the New Year's profit-sharing at home, the silver coins were stored in snake-skin bags.
