Back at home, Xu Hai closed the door to the room, and all seven family members sat together.
"Eldest son, hurry and bring out the money so we can see how much you've earned?" Madam Chen said a bit impatiently.
"Mom, don't worry, it's all here. Take a look." Xu Hai took out a cloth bag from his chest and then pulled out the money from it.
Xu Mumu was also staring intently at the money Xu Hai took out. Inside, there was not just money but also various kinds of tickets.
Xu Mumu helped count the money again. In total, it was more than sixty yuan, plus various tickets, nearly two hundred jin of pork. Selling so much brought in a good sum, and Xu Mumu was already very satisfied.
"Wow, so much money, Dad, and you didn't bring me anything tasty back." Xu Minglei, sitting on his dad's lap, said unhappily. Even though they had earned money, he knew it would soon be taken by his mom, and they wouldn't see a cent of it.
