Qi Zheng tapped his empty tobacco pipe against the edge of the kang bed twice before saying, "It's not just about buying a few acres of land now. Our family still has some silver, whether it's an acre or two, we can manage to buy."
"But other families don't have this silver. By then, they might not even be able to buy a homestead."
Hearing Qi Zheng's words, Mrs. Qi's concern for the silver eased a bit, and she sighed, "Isn't that right, not being able to buy a homestead, a family wouldn't even have a place to live, how could we get by?"
Qi Quanjin's brow was also furrowed tightly.
Though Yi Meng felt weighed down too, she gathered her spirits and said, "Dad, Mom, I think that no matter how hard it gets, it's a good thing we're still alive. Think about it, if we weren't, what good would a mountain of gold and silver be?"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Qi Zheng said, "Meng Niang is right. As long as we're alive, we can get through the days."
