"Times might be a bit tough right now, but our family needs to pull together." Gu Baijiang placed the book he had just copied in front of them and flipped it open. "From now on, everyone must earn their keep. If anyone refuses to work, be warned—the Gu Family doesn't feed freeloaders."
"You must be joking, Father," Xu Yulan said. "We barely know how to read a few words. How are we supposed to copy books?"
Gu Baijiang looked at her with disdain. "Keep dreaming. Do you really think you're capable of this?
"Copying books isn't suitable for you and my second son. But since the two of you have entirely too much energy, you can go to the backyard and cultivate that plot of land. It'll be the perfect way to grind down your tempers."
He wondered how she even dared to entertain the thought. Letting them copy books? It wouldn't just be a waste of good paper and ink; it would likely end up as another laughingstock.
"Why do we have to farm the land? What about Liu Yun?"
