Li Cuicui threw out everything that disgusted her, then patted the dust off her clothes with a look of absolute revulsion.
"Granny Song, go to my eldest son and ask him for a few locks. We've had a 'house rat' sneak in recently. You're going to help me clean up the things in this house. I remember you and your husband both know how to read, so make an inventory booklet for me while you're at it."
Hearing this, Gu Dashi flared up instantly. "What are you doing? Who are you guarding against?"
"Whoever feels guilty," Li Cuicui said, turning to look at him. She had previously thought that the worst this old geezer would do was take things from the house to trade for some booze with others. Now, it seemed likely that the majority of it had ended up in that widow's house.
