"Daughter, what's with this silver money?"
Hua Chengtian was practically itching with curiosity.
"Dad, I'll explain when we get home. But this money has to be spent my way. It's for buying things to nourish our family, and I won't let you take credit for it," Huajin said, playfully asserting herself, staring intently at her father with wide eyes.
Hua Chengtian: "..."
Seeing his daughter with wide eyes, even with a serious face, made him want to laugh unexpectedly.
Though he wanted to agree with the child, how could he, as a father, spend the money she brought?
He didn't really know what was up with this money.
He knew exactly how much money his wife had, so it was most likely given by the parents.
That meant he could not use it even more; it was hard for the elderly to save some silver, and it shouldn't be spent casually.
Just as Hua Chengtian was about to shake his head, Mrs. Qi came over to him, gave him a subtle look, and said, "Let's just go with the child's wishes."
