Li Cuicui threw out everything that repulsed her, then patted the dust off her clothes with a look of utter disgust.
"Granny Song, go to my eldest son and get a few locks from him. We've had some house rats getting in recently. Afterward, you'll help me take inventory of everything in the house. I believe you and your husband can both read, so compile a register for me."
Gu Dashishi flew into a rage when he heard this. "What do you think you're doing? Who are you trying to guard against?"
"I'm guarding against whoever has a guilty conscience." Li Cuicui turned to look at him. 'I used to think this old fool was just taking a few things from the house to have a drink with his friends. But now... it seems most of it probably ended up at that widow's place.'
