"He said he was going to the town to earn money, but it's been several days now, and he hasn't brought back a single penny."
Granny Qiao wasn't one to jump to conclusions, but occasionally, when Mr. Qiao came to fetch water and chop firewood, she would indirectly ask him about it.
As a result, Jiao Jiao didn't lie—it was just that Mr. Qiao couldn't help but sigh whenever he heard the name of Zhenbang.
Damn!
What else did Granny Qiao not understand?
Her grandson had been led astray by bad company. He claimed he had connections and could make big money, but in reality, he just talked big, deceived his family, and continued to mess around outside!
"Sigh, Zhenbang, wanting to earn money is good, but our family really doesn't have anything valuable. Why don't you, as before, trade some mountain goods and eggs and make a small profit?"
Granny Qiao tentatively suggested.
Zhenbang opened his mouth, trying to give his grandmother a reassuring smile.
