Yun Jiao didn't notice his hesitation, only saw mention of carrying sacks, and she widened her eyes, "At your age, carrying sacks? Isn't that reckless?"
Shen Qing was in adolescence, it's the time for growth spurts, doing heavy physical labor would affect his height, his body had not fully developed yet, it would also impact his growth.
Yun Jiao realized she had made a mistake as soon as she finished speaking.
His uncle is already like that, and there's no silver to buy medicine, his uncle is the family's only adult laborer, he's lost the ability to earn money, so Shen Qing, this half-grown boy, has no choice but to take on the family's burdens.
Shen Qing scratched his head, "Why does everyone say that? I think it's fine."
Yun Jiao didn't say much, she led him to the back and let him scoop warm water from the stove to wash his face and hands.
Seeing Shen Qing's clothing, Yun Jiao really couldn't bear to look.
