Li Mingtan stared at the thirty-three taels of silver, lost in thought.
At this moment, he was not sure whether spending the thousands of taels earned from selling the bookstore to secure a seventh-rank position at the Hanlin Academy was worth it.
Too much thinking is futile, Li Mingtan directly packed the money bag and held it in his hand ready to leave.
"Old Fourth, can't you leave some money for your mother?" Old Lady Li was almost in tears.
Her son actually sided with his wife, cutting off her crossing fee, she was too heartbroken!
Li Mingtan put on his shoes, stood stunned at the edge of the bed, and at that moment, he didn't know what he should do, whether to let Wu's keep the money or let his mother take it?
After pondering for a while, Li Mingtan finally threw the money bag onto the bed, "Mother, from today onwards, you will manage the household again? Later, go to the pharmacy to get medicine for my father, and fill up the rice jar at home!"
