Gu Yuanshui rubbed his head where he had been knocked. "Yuan Jin, I was just making an analogy. Is there any need to take it so seriously?"
Gu Yuanjin said, "Out of all our brothers, you're the one who worries us the most. Stop constantly thinking about stirring up trouble. Just stay here peacefully, and we brothers will work together to expand this tofu workshop. I know you're getting a bit restless now. Are you thinking about following Old Seventh's wife to Lu City next year?"
Gu Yuanshui's eyes darted around. "It hasn't been decided yet, so how can I say for sure? Yuan Jin, it's getting late. Shouldn't we be heading back?" Gu Yuanshui deliberately changed the subject.
How could Gu Yuanjin not see through it? "Let's go back! With her business booming so much now, it looks like we'll have to work overtime making tofu, or we won't be able to keep up with the supply."
