Old Zhou was a bit curious, "What does Bai Shan want a cow for?"
Suddenly he thought of something and widened his eyes, "This kid wouldn't be thinking of eating the cow, would he?"
Zhou SiLang hadn't spoken yet, and Old Zhou had already exclaimed, "That would be such a waste!"
Zhou SiLang said, "He said it's a gift for someone; a classmate of his wants it. But the ones bought outside all have numbers, and records are kept at the office."
The court is quite strict with the control of oxen now. Zhou SiLang's cow was brought back from the grasslands. Before it was numbered, he could do whatever he wanted with it. Once numbered, it became a draft animal.
Old Zhou expressed some dissatisfaction with Bai Shan's extravagant behavior of gifting a cow, then asked, "Will the recipient return the favor?"
How would Zhou SiLang know?
But to put his father at ease, he nodded without hesitation, "They definitely will."
Only then did Old Zhou feel relieved.
