"How could we let brother handle it alone? Count me in too,"
"I'll also chip in," Hua Yunxiang added.
"And me, and me, I'll chip in too," Xiaosi quickly said.
Though Xiaosi was genuinely not interested in showing filial piety to his maternal grandfather's family, he sincerely disliked them from top to bottom.
He might be a bit carefree and not think too much, but that didn't mean he didn't have a brain. His grandparents seemed to like him and his brother on the surface, but that affection was only skin-deep, just lip service. When there was something good to eat or during the annual New Year's visit, he and his brothers were always lined up after his cousins, which was very annoying.
No matter how annoyed you are, you still have to keep up appearances. As a son, naturally, you follow in your older siblings' footsteps. Anyway, he couldn't spend the small stash of silver he had, so losing a bit was no big deal.
With a slight heartache, Xiaosi thought this through.
