Next door bedroom.
A stack of old clothes is placed beside the table. Liu Miaozhi, under the dim candlelight, is sewing with needle and thread.
Yu'er sits opposite, resting her chin, and says, "Liu, if the clothes are torn, just replace them with new ones, why bother so much?"
Liu Miaozhi shakes her head and says, "It's just a loose stitch, not unwearable. Now the entire Xu Family depends on you for support, and money doesn't grow on trees, naturally we need to save a little."
Yu'er smiles and says, "I don't have to serve guests with wines, I just occasionally play the zither, it's quite relaxed. Besides, the silver note Mr. Chen left last time hasn't been spent yet."
Upon hearing this, Liu Miaozhi's actions pause slightly.
Then she puts down her work and raises her eyes to look at Yu'er, seriously saying, "So you think it's only right for us to spend Mr. Chen's money?"
"Isn't it?" Yu'er tilts her head and replies.
