Ms. Cui covered her face, weeping woefully.
Wu Ping put on an anxious look: "Don't cry, now that the money has been lost, I'll just earn it back next time. You take some money now, I must hurry to repay the lender, otherwise, they won't do business with me anymore."
Ms. Cui still did not speak.
Even Wu Ni'er became anxious.
"Mother, where's the money? You need to hurry up and give some to father."
Ms. Cui just kept crying.
Wu Ni'er couldn't stand it: "Mother, just take out some money. I'll go out and buy some meat and wine, look at father, he surely hasn't eaten yet. Let me prepare something for him to eat, alright?"
"No, there's no money."
Ms. Cui finally spoke the hard truth, stammering.
Wu Ping stared dumbfounded at Ms. Cui.
So did Wu Ni'er.
"How can there be no money?"
