Madam Ning fumbled for Ning Yuchen's hand. "Son, you support this family all on your own. I'm just trying to help you save every little bit I can."
"Mother, we don't have to live like this! Our family hasn't fallen so low that we can't afford firewood." Ning Yuchen carefully supported the old madam. "Besides, with so many servants sitting idle, it would be shameful if word of this got out."
"You don't manage the household, so you don't realize how expensive everything is. Here in Shangjing, you spend silver the moment you step out the door. Our family doesn't have mountains of gold and silver, so naturally, we must save where we can.
And don't think for a second that I'm just some old woman who doesn't understand anything. A concubine is little more than half a servant. What's wrong with making a servant do a little work?"
Xiao Wanyu's nails dug fiercely into her palm, drawing blood that trickled from the creases. The word 'servant' was all that filled her mind.
