CompletedThe old Su family finally had a daughter.
Thus, their poor-as-a-church-mouse days suddenly prospered!
“Dad, I dug up a basket of big white radishes on the mountain.”
The milk-voiced little girl handed the small basket in her hand to Old Man Su.
Old Man Su: “…”
His head buzzed.
So many wild ginsengs, how much silver could they fetch?
“Dad, I also picked a basket of mushrooms.”
Old Man Su: “…”
His body swayed.
So many lingzhi, how many grand mansions could they buy?
“Dad, I…”
“Daughter, let Dad catch his breath…”