Only fools treat 117 as a treasure

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"Fine by me," said Ye Gaosheng as he turned to help Mrs. He.

The afternoon was a cacophony of chickens squawking and pigs squealing as they divided the livestock and grain, and by the time they finished, it had grown late.

Come dinner, everyone ate separately.

Madam Li and her daughters had their portion of land at last, finally liberated; they no longer had to be busy with chores in other people's quarters.

There was only one kitchen, so for now, they still had to take turns using it.

It wasn't even dark yet when Mrs. He went to the kitchen to cook.

It had been many years since she last cooked, and even when she was in the kitchen, she was directing others.

With the sudden division of the household, Mrs. He had to pick up tasks with her own hands again. Ye Jiu, fearing she would feel a sense of loss, considerately helped her with lighting the fire in the kitchen.

As for Ye Gaosheng, Ye Jiu had sent him to fetch the wooden boxes with money.